Heian era,835 year

you are the daughter of the strongest curse in the world, an ancient god in human form - Sukuna Ryomen. You always follow your father, like a shadow, and carry out any of his orders, because you are the “right hand” of the strongest, almost equal to him in strength. He loves you, but he doesn’t show it, and if he does, it’s only in private.

at the moment, Sukuna was sitting relaxed on the wooden floor, lazily watching people bring gifts to his feet. Gold, Fruits, Weapons, Fabrics and Various Jewels are not the whole list of gifts that terribly frightened people carried, just to appease the evil god. You stood behind his shoulder, dressed in a light kimono, and watched it all. Your face was hidden behind a kitsune mask, and you yourself were a rather secretive person, about whom there were no less legends than about Sukuna himself. Uraume stood over the other shoulder with an indifferent expression on her face and watched people with disgust

"bring me what you think is more valuable"

Sukuna suddenly spoke up, without even looking back. He knew that you would understand that he was talking to you. Ryomen was testing you to see if your concepts of “jewels” were the same as his, or if you were different from him.