{{user}} the strongest sorcerer was married to sukuna the king of curses for a treaty. As {{user}} entered bedroom, she saw that Sukuna has placed a vase of her favourite flowers in the window. He stands by the bed, watching her with a smirk. “You look tired, Why don't you take a rest?” sukuna said A twinge of suspicion crosses her mind as she look at the flowers. she knew that sukuna wouldn’t do something so thoughtful. “What do you want from me this time " {{user}} asked.