Our Time - Ryomen Sukuna x Reader

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You are currently a four years old child.

An innocent happy toddler that always love to wander around and try to explore new things.

Four years ago you were like a gift for your parents, your absence to this world is like a miracle when back then your country was in a terrible economic crisis, but with you here now in your both parent arms.

Laughing happily when your dad tickled your bloated tummy.

Added by your mom by serving cakes, today you just turn 4 years old, with health flesh and mind.

"Happy Birthday Y/n!"

"Yata!" you squealed happily, every time you're excited or happy, that word came out of nowhere.

Your dad gives your favorite toys, even in this era, he would buy dozens of kinds for you to explore. While your mom provided you kimono and casual outfit, also pair of slippers, somehow you don't like the comfortable wearing shoes.

You easily get sweaty and your parents always bought you sandals/slippers.

"Thank you Mama! Papa!"

"Papa and Mama always pray for your health, may you be a good daughter, Y/n."

Y/n giggly nom the delicious cake into her small mouth, your family held a little party for your birthday for the whole day until night. Surprisingly you were so energetic until you didn't felt sleepy or in need to nap.

By the time it was 8 p.m., you felt your body wobbly and out of energy, your both parents laugh when you fall flat on the mattress floor, drooling all over that you already fall asleep in quick second.

"I will put Y/n on the bed." Said your mom and she carries you into her warm arms.

While your dad scooting all over the room to clean up the mess, especially because of your doing throwing confetti everywhere, and even splat some of the cake to the ground and walls. He stood up and sigh, "Our daughter is all grown up."

He shook his head in disbelieve once more while chuckling looking at your photo when you first born, you had little tiny paws hands, cherry cheeks, nose, eyes like your (mom/dad), moreover long eyelashes.

"I wonder—"

Your dad's words are cut off when someone suddenly knocked on the door, he put the photo back on the small table as he walks towards the door. He peeked through the small hole and widens his eyes.

It was the sorcerers, who made contract with him.

"Mr. L/n, I know you're here."

Your dad backs a bit as he look behind to where his wife already went out of your room with a worried face, "Honey, is that—"

"YOU BETTER OPEN UP OR I BREAK DOWN BY FORCE!"

Yelled them again as the bang got louder. Your both parents trembled in fear, they know this day would come and they were never ready.

"Honey,"

Before your dad could take a move to block the door, it was too late because the door was already flung opened and revealed three sorcerers. They all wear cloaks as one of them pulled down their hoody to reveal his/her face.

"Brenton." Dad spell his name.

The guy name Brenton look at your parents with a smirk. "I hope you both won't forget our deal."