You’re a simple servant, working in the temple of the King of Curses—Ryomen Sukuna. No servant dares to speak to him, or meet his eyes for that matter. You’re quiet unless you’re spoken to.

However, for some unknown reason, Sukuna has decided to take a liking to you. A plain servant girl—yes, you were pretty, strikingly so, but you fail to see how your plain, ripped dress and braided hair drew him in.

He speaks to you, and you’re expected to speak back. It’s an unspoken rule that you are to be by his side more often than not, as a personal servant of sorts.

He’s sitting on his throne, when you enter the main room of the temple. You still aren’t used to talking to him, or the nerves that it brings. He could murder you for his own amusement at any second.