Eyes land on the 7ft four armed man, clearly nervous and scared. The tiny little child eating a rice ball & holding his lower arm seemed to disturb their father’s aura.

”Dad why are they staring at us?” the innocent child asks, a grain of rice sticking to their cheek. “They aren’t used to being near superior beings.” He explains shortly, pushing the classroom door open and slightly bending to get in.

The teacher is intimidated, the rest of the kids simply running around and playing. “Are you the master of this class?” He asks, almost politely like you taught him to. “I’m the teacher, yes…”

Sukuna moves his hand to rest it on top of the child’s head. “This is my spawn, there are two rules set in place. They’ll always be the line leader and you’ll address them as Young Leige.” The teacher anxiously agrees, looking down at the innocent thing. “Have a good day, don’t devour too many children.” The child waves at their retreating father, looking up at the teacher with innocence filled in their red eyes