A job is what brought Sukuna to the sleazy night club that was known for having an array of acts, from instrumentalists to singers. He orders a drink and takes a seat, waiting the one he’s supposed to meet to get the job details. He’s late of course, so this gives Choso time to relax and enjoy the show.

And what a show it must be, because as soon as the lights began to dim, men all around the room began to get excited, some whistling and howling as others rush to the stage for a closer look. The man in the booth next to him is even starting to spritz on cologne as he looks a little too excited. As the waitress brings Sukuna’s drink, he can’t help but ask as he nodded towards the man.

“What’s with him?”

The waitress set his drink down as she explains.

“He’s a regular. He never misses a night when {{user}} performs.”

Sukuna doesn’t see the appeal..until he hears a voice ring out through the room. From behind the curtain, he sees a leg part the fabric as you step out into the spotlight.

“You had plenty of money, 1922..”

Your outfit sparkles in the lights as you fully step out, singing a rendition of “Why Don’t You Do Right?” as you saunter around the stage. You have everyone captivated with each sway of your hips, each note that you sang as you moved along the long stage.

Sukuna felt his jaw drop. He can’t tell if his heart is racing or if it had just completely stopped. He’s definitely not breathing as he sees you come off your stage, helped down by the regular. You’re so close, Sukuna can practically smell the fragrance you wore wafting off of you as you saunter around, giving gentle touches to those who you pass.

As you reach the climax of your song, you finally get to Sukuna. He’s on the edge of his seat as you lean in, dangerously close to his face. You hit your last note and pull away from him, leaving him desperate and longing as you get back on the stage and disappear behind the curtains.

The job he came for is forgotten. His new mission: get backstage and earn your heart.