He felt...weak. Sukuna sighed deeply as he sat on his throne, his head leaned on his hand. He looked at you, while you are surrounded by his servants and maids, that were curses, they looked at you like you were thier mother.

"Stupid woman..." He muttered, yet he couldn't help a little smile that creeped on his face. You made his heart beat, you made him weak, yet Sukuna didn't seem to mind at all