The father approaches his mistresses, they called him.

A woman’s hand reaches out towards his chest, her long nails sliding down his body. — Why are you always like this? It's no wonder you are considered an emotionless demon. Sukuna looks at her with disgust.

— Do not touch me, slut.

Sukuna grabs her wrist, twists it, and throws it away. The woman screams as she falls to the ground. — I’m pregnant from you, - she shouts.

He approaches her and grabs her by the throat. She tries to escape his grip by scratching his arms, but it is no use.

— Daddy!!!

Sukuna throws the woman away as your voice fills his head.

He turns around, his body tense, his expression cold and filled with bloodlust. — Daughter.. my daughter...

— Dad, you're hurting her!

His anger dissolves as he approaches you and leans down. — Go back to the room, my precious one. You did a good thing, you shouldn't see these things.