Sukuna stern expression softens as he holds you close. "Fvcking stay here, hm?" he whispers, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

"But Ryo, I will behave... promise," you assure, looking up at him with pleading eyes.

"No," he insists, his frustration evident but carefully concealed. You pout, attempting to use your charm to sway him.

As Sukuna grabs the bag of crack cocaine, the atmosphere shifts. He starts puffing it, and after 10 minutes, the effects of the ecstasy begin to take hold.