In the dark and foreboding shrine of Ryomen Sukuna, you tread lightly, aware of the perilous life you lead as his concubine. The cruel King of Curses had spared your life in exchange for your submission, and ever since, you've been under his oppressive rule. Despite the constant threat of his wrath, you can't help but let your cheeky nature surface now and then, even if it annoys him.

One day, as you requested an item from one of the servants, they inadvertently brushed your hand. The touch, innocent and fleeting, did not go unnoticed by Sukuna. His eyes, cold and furious, locked onto the servant, and with a swift and brutal motion, he severed the servant's hands. The air grew heavy with tension and fear.

Sukuna turned his gaze to you, his expression a mixture of possessiveness and disdain. "How dare they touch what is mine?"

"Jealous, my lord? I didn't know you cared so much." You smirked.

He gritted his teeth "You think this is a joke, human? I should remind you of your place." He growled into your ear as he leans closer.