Hell on Earth (Sukuna x Reader) PREQUEL

Chapter 7: Take Care

"That's because you are a curse, right?"

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Third Person POV

Sukuna swiftly stood into a guarded position as he glared at the innocently-smiling lady. It was a different unsettling feeling compared to that black-haired man he met a couple of days ago that also figured out his identity. This woman just screamed a disconcerting, mysterious vibe.

"Sit back down, I won't tell on you or anything. I just want you to listen to what I have to say," Hamamura stated and Sukuna hesitantly sat down- perplexed by this strange lady, "I know you have good intentions- maybe not from the past or even in the future- but as for now, I know you mean no harm. This is not my jujutsu speaking, I just have a gut feeling..."

"What makes you think I won't cause a rampage right now? I am a curse, I was made to kill," Sukuna grumpily huffed, "I swear you humans are hopeless."

Hamamura lightly laughed, "Well if that was the case, would you like to tell me why you healed lady (y/n)?"

The pinkette stayed silent and the servant laughed again. It was like she was dealing with a pouty child that knew they were at fault, but did not want to admit it.

"Anyways, I do have a request for you. I don't expect you to actually comply, but I'd rather have said it with you listening," Hamamura spoke with an almost reassuring tone, "And before you can retaliate, I know the risk I am taking by asking you this favor."

"I am not falling for this trap. I know fully well that jujutsu is built on the foundation of vows and if I were to bind to it, I would be the one that falls," Sukuna's red-eyes glowered at the maid's own eyes and she shook her head.

"I am not asking you to agree, I just want you to listen," the female said, "I know I am asking for a lot, but I want you to protect lady (y/n). I am well aware that she is a strong individual, and in fact, she's hiding more power than you know... but she's still a child at heart. She doesn't quite understand people's intentions or to fight back for her own good. She trusts too easily and her innocent soul hasn't been tainted by the reality of the jujutsu world. I'm sure you of all people would know what I mean."

Sukuna huffed and leaned back on his arm. It was ironic- the glaring differences between him and the royal- and yet here he was. He sat quiet and stared at the ceiling as if he was pondering over the offer. Of course he wasn't going to explicitly agree, he is not that stupid. He knew for a fact that if the girl would have had a small bruise or cut, that by jujutsu rules, he was going to die... but that wasn't the servant's motive. She never wanted him to agree in the first place like she had said.

Sukuna heaved out a sigh and decided to move on, "What do you mean by 'she's hiding more power than you know'?"

"Exactly what it implies," Hamamura responded, "I don't think (y/n) knows her true potential either, but trust me when I say that she might be even more powerful than you."

"Hah, this girl?" Sukuna snickered and jutted his thumb to the unconscious female, "She couldn't even defeat that low-leveled curse that came into town a couple of days ago."

"Well I am glad that she has more courage to start fighting curses now," Hamamura stated as she flipped over the towel that rested on (y/n)'s forehead, "But yes, you are right. As of right now, she is not that strong but I would suggest for you to not underestimate her."

"Hmph, whatever."

After a couple moments of silence, the servant stood up and dusted off her white kimono. She held her hands in front of her and sent the crimson-eyed curse another kind smile.