Hell on Earth (Sukuna x Reader) PREQUEL

Chapter 17: Moonlight

"Father...? Hamamura-san...?"

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Third Person POV - Flashback

Fourteen years ago, a beautiful eighteen-year-old female sat in the middle of the meeting room of the imperial palace surrounded by her own clan and the infamous (l/n) clan in front of her.

"Gojo-san," the man who's currently holding the leader title of the (l/n) clan spoke to the head of the Gojo clan, "As much as I appreciate your help, are you really sure it is okay for your daughter to have a role as a servant in this palace?"

"Why, of course," he responded as the daughter-in-question looked away- both in boredom and not wanting to take part of this meeting, "She's already been married off to a powerful sorcerer under the Hamamura clan so this is great practice for her."

"But still..." (l/n) trailed off- unsure of this proposal his respectable colleague had made, "I heard she is a prodigy child... Do you not wish to nurture her into a jujutsu sorcerer?"

"If you can excuse me for interrupting," the female finally spoke up in a polite tone but held a certain authority over herself, "I do not wish to continue my life in battle, sir, so my father had requested this position for me. If you don't mind, that is."

(L/n) could only nod and looked back at his fellow sorcerer, "Alright, if both of you insist, I would gladly have her as my daughter's servant."

Hamamura bowed in respect until she heard little footsteps approach in front of her. She looked up to find a small child carefully watching her from behind the head of the (l/n) clan.

"(Y/n), come over here," the male said and the small girl hesitantly stepped away from her father to reveal herself to the guests, "This is my daughter, (y/n). She is six-years-old and she is quite shy around strangers."

(Y/n) curiously looked up at the older female in wonder as there was something intriguing about the aura she was exuding. As she was staring, the lady seemed to have noticed her gaze and sent her a small smile to which (y/n) blushed from being caught and instantly looked down like it never happened.

"I will let you two be acquainted as I talk with Gojo-san," (l/n) said and kneeled down to face his daughter, "(Y/n) from now on, this lady will be your servant and take care of you, okay? Her name is Meiri Hamamura."

"Hama..." the child trailed off and tilted her head at her father, "Hamarur- Hana? Hama... Hamarura."

Hamamura blinked once before she inwardly laughed at the girl's attempt of pronouncing her name.

"Hamamura," the older female repeated and smiled reassuringly at the small girl, "You're getting there."

(Y/n), once again, blushed out of embarrassment and looked away.

"We will be going now," (l/n) said and walked away with Gojo, "(Y/n), be nice to her."

"Don't go..." (y/n) quietly spoke as she watched the retreating back of her father- not exactly comfortable being alone with a stranger.

"Hi there," Hamamura kindly greeted as (y/n) jumped in her spot, "I am Meiri Hamamura. What's your name?"

"(Y-Y/n)... (Y/n) (l/n)..." the young girl trailed off and avoided her gaze.

Hamamura smiled in response, "What a beautiful name you have there, lady (y/n)."

The said girl only nodded in response and nervously shifted on her feet.