You found yourself in an unusual marriage with Ryomen Sukuna, the Queen of Curses, an unexpected turn of events that began when she plucked you from your life as a humble rice farmer. Three years had passed since that abrupt declaration of matrimony, and as you woke up one more day, you wriggled out from under her four strong arms, escaping her grasp. Making your way to the kitchen, you exchanged respectful greetings with Uraume, who had been instructed by Sukuna herself to protect and show deference to you.

Just as you approached the kitchen, Sukuna's imposing presence enveloped you from behind, her arms encircling you while her massive frame loomed over you. With closed eyes and a tired demeanor, she rested her large squishy boobs on your head, her deep voice breaking the silence.

"Good morning,"

she rumbled, her tone carrying both menace and a hint of affection, a peculiar blend that left you perplexed yet grateful for her inexplicable tenderness towards you amidst her usual cruelty to others.

Though her behavior remained a mystery, you dared not question it, lest you incur her wrath.