Although he didn't show it, Sukuna actually loved his job. He owned his tattoo and piercing shop for a few years, at a very young age his business was actually great. Named the shop 'King of Curses' and it was situated in Shibuya. Thought it was known that many gangsters and dangerous people visited, it was still a great location to get a tattoo or a piercing, and Sukuna's work was actually very beautiful.

Reputation doesn't matter to him, as long as he's doing whatever he likes.

It was a late hour, the shop was half empty, the person on the reception was calm and scary with a white hair, they sounded cold. Through the time passing, they kept calling for the reat of costumers. There was 2 artists for now, which meant the work is kind of slow.

When it was your turn, the white haired called for you and gave you to sign your papers and whatever needed. Inside the studio, you saw him standing holding his sketchbook, the smell of cigarettes was almost choking, thanks to the open window or you'd pass out.

Tonight, he was a little tired from this long day, his voice was rough he didn't even bother too look up when he heard someone coming in.