'King of Curses'

The village in flames (pt2)

"Someone who can create curses? Is that possible" (y/n) had heard a lot of unbelievable things from Sukuna, but this one takes the throne.

To make a curse you would have to create unimaginable chaos. And to do that, people would have to die. Of course it was nothing new to her, but she had to admit to herself quietly... It saddened her.

"Their is a bloodline where a genetic chromosome runs through the female dna. These woman are able to birth curses." Sukuna says, making (y/n) and Seiichi stop in their tracks.

Birth a curse?

Her eyes were lit up in shock as the sentence repeated in her head. Seiichi's snout twitched and his ears tilted back, completely stunned by what he heard.

"How can that scientifically be possible? How can a human birth a curse?" She says, frantically taking Sukuna's waist band, hoping he'd reply with a reasonable answer.

He looks down unimpressed with her reply, however he didn't mind answering. He wanted her to know everything he could teach her. He didn't quite understand why, but a sense of pride washed over him every time she'd look at him with that lost gaze.

"Like many jujutsu sorcerers know, there a many hundred forms of Jujutsu sorcery. The most rare are ones that run in a blood line." Her grip loosens as he pulled himself away from her.
"Many family bloodlines, weather it be small or large have specific combat styles or abilities that run through their dna. This is a case, no different." At times, he knew she found it hard to understand his way of explaining, and without realising it, he had minimised the words he'd use to describe something to her.

"So these woman are just part of a sorcerer family?" She questioned again.

"Somewhat, yes. Though it's extremely rare." His answer was brief and she began to understand what he meant, but she couldn't help but think how those woman feel.

How are these curses born? Do they look like normal people like Akio and the other special grade curses, or something entirely different? She thought.

"We're running on a tight schedule. Hurry up." Sukuna grunts walking off further. The two shook their heads free from their thoughts and chased after him.

Seiichi glares at Sukuna's back; hating every fiber of his being. Some of the things Sukuna does can be seen in light through Seiichi's eyes, but when he questions others abilities, strong or weak, it makes his blood boil.

He alone is able to protect (y/n). He doesn't need the help from puny little curses.

"These curses. Will they be strong enough? If they prove to be weak...I'll eat them." Seiichi says, transforming back into a male body. His wound had somewhat healed itself relatively quick. The longer he is in his fox form, the closer he is to the spirit world; accelerating his healing.

"Hahaha! Eat them as you wish little fox, but id like to see you even try to touch them..." Sukuna snorts as the fox walks beside (y/n).
"If you do, then an apology will be set in play, as I had duly underestimated you." He jokes. Knowing very well what Seiichi's limits are in combat.

"Hmph." Seiichi grunts. For years now he learnt to keep his mouth shut at times. Talking back to the king of curses has its risks, and he has the scars to prove it.

Being the only thing standing between Sukuna and (y/n), he knew his risk with it. They're relationship was moving slow, but all at the same time, moving very fast. It was clear to him she had feelings for the curse, but it didn't stop him from drawing the line.

Both himself and Sukuna knew that. The way the King of Curses would act around her was so blindly obvious. It was different to how he'd treat even one of his most trusted personnel, Uraume.