Ethereal Connection ♡ ⌇ Sukuna x Reader ⌇ ♡

Chapter 33

She reached her destination and entered the restaurant, her eyes searching for the man she met yesterday. She scanned the area until she spotted him.

Her eyes observed him. He sat in his usual calm and relaxed position, his head cradled in his left hand, his elbow resting on the table while his right hand stirred the drink on the table. His eyes fixated on the cup.

Her heartbeats slightly raised up by looking at his relaxing state. Without wasting a single second, she took in a deep breath and marched towards him. While taking a seat in front of him, she began,

"Hey.. Taro..I'm here..." she stuttered.

The man with the scar averted his gaze from the cup to the woman in front of him.

"Hm.." he responded and shifted his gaze back to the cup, continuing to stir.

"Nothing but hm..?!" she thought, mildly unsettled by his response.

She kept her eyes on him, not paying attention to anything or anyone aside from Taro. He stopped stirring and his hand reached for the cup, picking it up, he started to drink.

After one sip he started to question her, "You're kinda late, why?"

Caught off guard, she blinked a few times, her body slightly tensing up at the sudden question.

"Oh- I..I had some work.." she replied after a pause.

"What work?" he interrogated as he sipped on his drink.

Y/N furrowed her eyebrows as she found it a quite uncomfortable. She didn't want to answer the question. He didn't hold any position, at least not yet, that warranted such answers from her. Besides, she had no intention of discussing what had transpired between her and her beloved Sensei."

"You don't have to know.." she replied with a stern yet a kind tone.

Taro hummed in response.

Before any more words, the waiter walked up to the table and stood near, looking at the two expectantly. Y/N tilted her head slightly, her eyes meeting those of the waiter, who held a little notepad in his right hand and a pen in the other.

"Your order, ma'am?" he asked softly, smiling gently at her.

Confused, Y/N nodded hurriedly.

"Yeah, yeah, right..I.."

Having not read the menu, she was puzzled. She had no clue what to order and didn't want to make the young man wait since the restaurant was bustling today.

A mere second later, she questioned, "Do you have (F/F)?"

"Yes, we do" the waiter confirmed.

"I'll have that." she replied as the waiter, with a soft smile, slightly bowed and walked away.

Y/N's eyes landed on the man with the scar, observing him. Soon, his eyes met hers.

"You're not gonna have anything else apart from that drink?" she questioned him.

He shook his head in response. After a few moments of silence, he spoke.

"Y/N L/N..."

"So, how was your day?" he inquired nonchalantly.

"My day? Hah, I just don't even wanna remember it." she thought.

She didn't feel like telling him her personal matters, besides his indifferent tone made her assume he wouldn't care.

"It was fine, how was your day?" she replied after a sigh, thinking about what had happened.

"Nothing special." the man with the scar responded.