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Sukuna has never paid attention to any of his servants before. At least, not until he saw her sitting on the floor, so innocently, with a ink brush clutched between her fingers.
"Tell me...what was her name again? The one with the scars on her shoulders."
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Out of all his servants, she was the only one that looked so at home yet so out of place. She was a sealed scroll to him, and he hated that.
"I'll guess something about you and if I'm right, you drink. If I'm wrong- which I won't be, I'll drink."
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She kept her feelings locked away in a box within her heart, for good reason. However, that reason wasn't good enough for him.
"Stop blocking your emotions with these ridiculous cuffs. That is another order as your king- and if I find out you're hiding anything else from me, there will be hell to pay. Do you understand me?"
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She wasn't like his other servants. She did not fear him. She did not throw herself at him. But she did admire him.
"If I waited for you to start a conversation with me, I'd be mute my whole life."
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A Ryomen Sukuna Fanfiction
Set in the Heian Era
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"Because you have no idea how hard it's been to hide what I feel for you! It's been killing me inside, Sukuna!"
"Then stop hiding it...show me."
(A.N ~ I've had this idea for a while now and so I thought it's now or never. Prologue out soon!)
