╰┈➤ ᯓᡣ𐭩 chapter twelve
As Uraume settled Sayako on the futon, they summoned the maids to tend to her. The maids arrived swiftly, armed with clean towels, warm water, and various healing balms. They were ready to clean Sayako's wounds and change her out of her tattered clothes, but there was one problem.
Sukuna.
The King of Curses stood by the futon, all four arms crossed, watching the maids with narrowed eyes. His imposing presence filled the room, making the maids hesitate in their tracks. They exchanged nervous glances before one of them stepped forward and cleared her throat.
"Um, sukuna-sama" she began, voice trembling slightly. "We need to... uh... take care of the lady's wounds and, uh, change her clothes. It would be best if you could-"
"No," Sukuna interrupted, his voice firm. He didn't even look at the maid, his gaze still fixed on Sayako. "I'm staying." { Beta reader: uhh bro what....just respectfully get the fuck out }
The maids blinked in surprise, clearly not expecting this. They hadn't exactly planned on giving the princess a makeover with the most feared sorcerer in the room.
"But, sukuna-sama" another maid piped up, "it's a matter of privacy-"
"No." { Beta reader: this asshole }
The maids sighed in unison. It was clear that reasoning with Sukuna was about as effective as trying to move a mountain with a spoon. They exchanged a few more glances, then all turned their eyes to Uraume, silently pleading for help.
Uraume, who had been observing the situation with mild amusement, finally stepped in. "sukuna-sama" they said smoothly, "perhaps it would be best to give the lady some space. The maids need to tend to her, and it would be more respectful if you were to wait outside."
Sukuna's gaze finally shifted to Uraume, his expression a mix of stubbornness and indifference. "I'm staying," he repeated, as if that settled the matter.
The maids groaned inwardly. This was going nowhere fast.
Seeing that Sukuna wasn't budging, Uraume decided to call in backup. They glanced toward the door and called out, "Shirogane..."
Within moments, a tall, serious-looking wolf yokai with white hair streaked with black entered the room. His green eyes gleamed with calm precision, and he carried an air of no-nonsense authority. This was Shirogane Ōkami, one of Sukuna's most loyal followers, and if anyone could help with this situation, it was him.
Uraume explained the dilemma to Shirogane in hushed tones, and the wolf yokai nodded, understanding immediately. Together, they approached Sukuna.
"Master" Shirogane began, his tone respectful yet firm, "the maids need to tend to the lady's wounds. It's best if you wait outside."
Sukuna glared at him. "And why should I?"
Shirogane remained unfazed. "Out of respect for the lady's privacy, sukuna-sama."
Sukuna raised an eyebrow. "Privacy? She's unconscious. Why does it matter?" { Beta reader: ew brother ew urgh what }
"It matters," Uraume chimed in "Especially to the maids who are trying to do their jobs."
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𝕸𝖞 𝕱𝖆𝖛𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖊 𝕸𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖐𝖊 | Sukuna X Reader/Oc | Book Two
FanfictionSECOND BOOK!! The lost of her love left her heartbroken, she knew she wouldn't be able to move on no matter how hard she tried. He had been the light of her life and now he became the fearsome king of curses... She had decided she would do anything...
