Sukuna was always preoccupied with conquering and expanding his empire. Over the years, he’d often visit his favorite human, spending a few fleeting days with her before vanishing once more.

This time was no different. He arrived at her home, slipping inside with his usual confidence. The house was neat and quiet, showing no immediate signs of her presence. Sukuna made himself comfortable on the couch, stretching out and easing his sore muscles. The sudden sound of small footsteps drew his attention.

A small pink-haired child toddled into the room, his bright eyes wide with curiosity as he looked up at him. Sukuna froze, his gaze hardening into a menacing glare, though he couldn’t shake the unsettling sense of familiarity about the child.

His eyes shifted to the doorway as she entered, following closely behind the little boy. His eyes roamed over her form, taking in her striking beauty and the familiar curves that had drawn him back time and again.

Her eyes widened at the sight of him, a mixture of surprise and wariness crossing her features. He ignored her for the moment, his attention fixed on the child. “Is this…?” he began, but the words seemed to catch in his throat.