Sukuna wasn’t a very easy man to get the attention of. Yet somehow you had done that. You had basically been shunned from sorcerer society for negotiating with the King of Curses. Instead of keeling over at his feet and accepting your swift death yet equally painful death, you sold yourself as a valuable asset due to your prior experience in politics for the shogunate. He thought you were smart for your diplomacy. Many humans begged for their life, most sorcerers cursed to slaughter him in their next life. But you? You sold yourself like you were gold.

He barely spoke to you. It would likely take you a long time before you had even begun to earn his respect.

"Ah, my new assistant. You’ve managed to survive another day. Do you have something to report, or have you merely come to waste my time?”