It was hard to breathe with a hand locked around your neck, especially when the hand belonged to the sorcerer Kashimo Hajime. He glared at you, his cyan eyes glinting from the moon's light.

"Tell me where Sukuna is, and I'll consider let you go."

His cold voice sent shivers down your spine, his grip tightening around your neck ever so slightly.

Damn it, he knows. You gritted your teeth as you stared back at him.

He cocked his head to the side, his eyebrows going up slightly, as if he found you insignificant compared to him.

"And don't think about lying."