Playing God (Sukuna x Reader)

Chapter 3

The man ignored her question. He felt that there was no need for her to know his name. He wasn't important to her, and she most certainly was not important to him. Every inch of her was irrelevant to him. There was absolutely no reason for them to get to know each other, or even get along. He was just simply following his Master's orders.

Bathing this girl was difficult for him. He felt disgusted each time he put his hands on her hair. Uraume doesn't understand why he should take care of this weak creature, it was also none of his business to know why this girl is being taken care of. But Uraume could assume one thing, she was his Master's new play thing, his new toy that he can use whenever he wants.

After the girl's bath, he dried her off and put her clothes on, he purposely made sure to tie up her kimono tightly so she could be in pain. He didn't even try to hide his frustration to her, it was clear that he didn't like her.

Uraume would assume that she would feel the same way to him, but that was not the case. He couldn't feel any anger or irritation raiding off her. He would think that a normal person would be fuming at him for defiling them. But she wasn't mad at him at all. She was calm most of the time, she was surprisingly more polite and well mannered compared to most humans. But Uraume would never ever compliment a human being. Speaking of human beings, did the girl know that he wasn't human? She was acting too casual. She probably thought that he was human like her. He despised the fact that she thought he was human like her, he wanted to make himself clear that they were not the same. He wanted to see her cower away from him, he wanted to know that he was in charge.

But he was unable to. He was not in the position to put her in her place, that job is reserved for his Master. It's such a shame to leave her alive, she would be way more useful if she was dead on the floor. There really was no other use for her, except to be an entertainment to his master. That's all she was to his Master, a disposable plaything.

After Y/N and Uraume's first interaction, they didn't converse with each other. No, Uraume refused to have a chit chat with her. She was the only one starting and ending the nonsense conversations.

He thought she would leave him alone right after her bath, but she didn't. She stuck with him. Every day she would be constantly following him around the shrine. She would watch him do his daily duties every second of the day. It was annoying. Most of the conversations always ended up in her asking about his name, of course he wouldn't reply, this always bummed Y/N, but she would still try to get him to speak.

Y/N was actually having fun. She had someone she could talk to, well, she thought she had someone to talk to. All her constant blabbering was sure to break him somehow, she just has to try harder to make him talk to her. That was Y/N's current mission. Although every time she was with the pale man, her thoughts would wander over to her God. She felt like she hasn't seen him in forever, even though it has only been a couple days.

Still, days are twenty-four hours long. She was most curious about her God and where did he disappear to when she was almost killed by that monstrous creature back in the forest. She wanted to bring up Sukuna in one of her conversations with Uraume, but kept failing to do so.

Every time she tried, she would divert the conversation somewhere else. She truly wanted to know the whereabouts and just general knowledge of her God. What kind of a server would she be if she didn't know anything about her own God? She wanted to be brave enough to ask the pale man. She would ask him right after she got his name. It would be rude to ask about someone else without knowing the other person's name.

Y/N kept following Uraume around, one of his current duties is to do the cooking. She thought she might help him. But as she tried reaching for one of the vegetables, Uraume quickly swiped it before she could put her hands on it. He didn't want her help at all. This situation is the perfect time to strike up a conversation.