"That's it. You're all dismissed." With that, the crew began to leave his quarters to return to their duties. It was another successful discussion of where to steal supplies from next. It was not like it truly mattered to a man like Sukuna, but his crew needed to eat. Sukuna's glare soon focused on you, his eyes narrowing on your back as you started to leave his quarters.

"Stay right there." His words were like a vice grip on your body, keeping your feet planted firmly on the wooden floor. Everyone on this crew knew better than to let him ask a command twice. He wouldn't hesitate to lob off your head for insolence.

But he was not angry with you—quite the opposite, really.

He let out a small scoff of amusement at how quickly you stopped moving. He sounded almost impressed with your subservience. You've been an excellent quartermaster to him. He believed you were due for an award.

He made his way over to his wine cabinet and picked one out. It was a new bottle he acquired from some ferry off the coast.

"Sit. Break in this new wine with me." He easily ripped out the cork of the wine bottle before pouring the two of you a glass. It's been a while since he last had a one-on-one discussion with his quartermaster. He wanted to get you alone. Why? Perhaps it was boredom or simply another test of loyalty. Who knows? All you could do was wait.