Chapter 25-Love

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You sat in the hot spring, still very upset. He had the audacity to beg for you back after he had ignored virtually all your emotions. Sukuna joined you several minutes later. He was quiet. So were you.

He merely wrapped an arm around your waist.

"You don't love him, right?" His voice was deep but soft.

You shook your head.

He nodded.

"Sukuna--"

He looked over at you.

"I'm very angry."

"Why?"

"He has the audacity to beg for me back after so many years of ignoring me." Your voice was shaky and full of tears.

Sukuna nodded and gently kissed your cheek.

"But I can't kill him--"

"Then I will--"

"No-!"

Sukuna flinched and looked back at you.

"I can't kill anybody while knowing I could have stopped it--!"

Sukuna looked down at me. "You're too kind."

"I so badly want revenge, but my fatal flaw prevents me from doing that-" You choked on your own tears and broke out into a sob.

Sukuna sighed. "I didn't think I could ever love. I always thought love was stupid. When I first married you, I thought it was all lust, but then I realized, it really hurt when I made you angry or upset."

There was a pause after the confession.

"Sukuna...do you know what my cursed technique is?"

He shook his head. "You have so little cursed energy, I didn't think you had one."

You nodded, "I can make nature sing and grow...it sounds stupid, but its fun."

He chuckled, "Now I know why you love this garden."

You laughed softly, "Y-yeah..." You spread your fingers in the grass surrounding the hot spring, and it grew slightly.

He smiled softly and hugged you. "I love you."

"Sukuna-" you sucked in a quick breath.

"Yes my love?"

"I've decided Satoru's punishment."

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Gojo felt like he was perpetually on the verge of passing out, but then he would feel a kick of cursed energy that would keep him from doing so. Below him were thousands of nails, threatening to stab him if he struggled and fell out of his restraints.

He was strapped in a tight straight jacket, with chains suspending him in the air. If he struggled too much, the chains would break, and he would fall, only to be stabbed to death. He knew that because there was a corpse on the ground next to him.

As he swung on the chain, precariously, he heard heavy footsteps.

The metal door to his cell was swung open, and it hit the wall, loosening the hinges.

He looked up, and behold, the King of Curses himself was seating himself in a chair in front of the bed of nails.

"Gojo Satoru..."

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