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Sukuna can smell that strong scent of blood...
At first, he assumed it was just some random weak devil killing humans somewhere near him, but then he realized the scent was getting closer and closer to him. He squeezed his eyes shut, focusing on the sounds surrounding him and preparing to kill them if they dared approach near him.
He couldn't hear any footsteps, but he instantly felt a presence next to him. He shot open his blood-red eyes and moved behind them so swiftly that you couldn't even see him moving. He was about to seize them by the throat until he realized who they were.
You quietly turned around, a dark expression on your face, and locked your gaze on his. His gaze shifted from the red liquid on your face and shirt to the dripping bloody knife in your palm. The shock on his face was visible, with his mouth opening wide.
"What in the world... did you do?"
A horrifying smile was formed on your face, sending chills to the King of Devil himself. "I killed them... just like what you told me." you replied in a calm tone, as if what you had done was normal and it wasn't a big deal.
An impressed expression was clear on his face. He stepped closer and bowed to your height, slowly taking the knife away from your gasp. You didn't budge. Instead, you just let him take it. He observed the dark red liquid on the knife and sticked his tongue out, licking the silver metal that was stained by the liquid.
He nodded after tasting the pleasing flavour inside his mouth, confirming that it was indeed — blood. He turned his gaze to you again, who haven't showed any emotion, not even fear or panic after what you had done. It was clear to him that you didn't regret you actions, and even more, enjoyed it after seeing that smile creeped onto your face.
He moved two of his fingers, motioning you to come near him. You did as he told, but with a confused expression.
"Show me the way... little murderer."
"Show you what...?" you raised a bow, feeling more confused.
"The crime scene of course."He stick out two of his hands as if he was stating the obvious "Who do you think is going to clean up the mess for you?"
You replied him with silence, not knowing what to say. Now you think about it, what are you going to do know? You're an orphan now, not even to mention that you're homeless. You've got no one to rely on. And you might even go to jail or whatever the place might be if the police found out who is the one behind your parents murder. But you'd rather those things happen to let them live again.
Your legs moved, walking ahead of the devil. Slowly leading him the way to the hellhole you've been living before.
