Sukuna sat on his throne, his thoughts swirling inside him. Realizing that these are positive emotions that haven’t been directed at him for a long time, his pulse rose. Yuji was so defenseless, wearing his heart on his sleeve in front of the king of curses. Sukuna gripped his throne tight, his knuckles whitening. ”I want this brat. I don’t want to give him to anyone else..” As he finished thinking, he looked down at Yuji, sleeping on Sukuna’s innate domain ground.