Sukuna hated everything leading up to this moment.

He absolutely despised it.

...He was currently strapped to the passenger seat of your car as you drove to the airport. Your blasted cursed hawk stood over your chair, intensely eyeing Sukuna as if waiting for him to make a sudden movement.

Sukuna sneered. How did he end up in this predicament anyway? The last thing he remembered before losing consciousness was fighting those Jujutsu sorcerer brats then eventually being reduced to a damn blob!

..To be clear, he didn't lose fight. He was only caught off guard. Especially by Yuji's domain expansion. If Sukuna were to have his original body, he would have annihilated everyone within a blink of an eye. The age of Jujutsu would be no more.

That for sure, is what Sukuna was confident about.

"Where are you taking me, woman!?"

"We're going to the airport, remember? Yoko's plane will be landing in thirty minutes." You huffed, not taking your eyes off the road.

Due to traffic and pick up spots being taken by cabs and other cars, trying to park near the sidewalk without crashing into impatient drivers trying to also take that same spot was tiresome.

By the time you found a spot, it had already taken over twenty minutes. You looked for a big sign to see the Terminal number you parked close to.

Terminal 5. You sent to Yoko through text. Now all you had to do was wait.

"Brat."

"Yes??" You looked at Sukuna, resting your face on the palm of your left hand.

"Why are we here." You could tell Sukuna was not pleased. There weren't many curses here. And eve if there were, they were very weak ones.

"To pick up my wife. I told you that many times."

"Is she also a sorcerer?"

"Yeah. Though, like me, we're not from prestigious clans like the Zen'in, Gojo, and Kamo's."

"That's great. Easy prey." Sukuna taunted. You scoff.

"Please," You flick him. "We're still able to hold our own. We don't need to be born with a silver spoon to prove how strong we our. We worked our assess off to get where we are not. I'm not a Grade 2 Sorcerer for nothing."

Although against certain grade curses, it might be a little difficult.

Sukuna rolls his eye, not even the slightest impressed.

So what if you're a Grade 2 Sorcerer. He's killed foes way more powerful than a messily Grade 2.

Gojo Satoru, who was a Special Grade and the most powerful sorcerer in all of modern Jutjutsu history due to his six eyes. With Gojo dead, another six eyes user like him will not exist until the next four hundred years has passed.

If Sukuna was able to take a guy like Gojo down, he can definitely take you down too with ease.

Now, all Sukuna needed to do was find a way to escape. When he does, and is able to find a way to get his body back, before he goes for a round two with Itadori and his friends, he's personally coming after you first.

He will personally turn you into slave and have you watch helplessly as he kills your pet curses, your lover, friends, family, and then kill you.

Then, when he's done, he's storming back to the battlefield to brutally and mercilessly—

*Click*

"!?", You unbuckled Sukuna's seatbelt, ripping him from his thoughts. A knock on the window from the passenger side was followed up.

You unlock the door and pick up Sukuna, putting him in your lap, and shoo'ing away your hawk trying to peck at him.

Opening the passenger door was a beautiful young woman. Porcelain pale skin, medium-length onyx hair, sharp brown eyes, long lashes, and pink plump lips.

She was wearing a white long sleeve buttoned-up shirt, and a black skirt that wrapped around her waist, showing off her nice curvature. She hung her jacket loose over her shoulders.

Her name, was Yoko [Surname].

"[Name]!"

"Yoko!"

You hopped out the car and gave her a big hug. Unlike her you were wearing casual clothes.

Yoko looked down and saw Sukuna hanging on your shirt for dear life. Yoko picks him up and stares at him confusingly.

"Oh, that's Sukuna. The curse I told you about." You whispered the last part to her as there were a lot of people nearby.

"Ohh.."

"I'll help you with the bags." You pop the trunk open and look at Yoko's bags. There were four bags, three if you don't count her purse.

There was, her large suitcase, large duffel bag, and her small duffel bag.

"...Why did you bring all these bags for a three day trip?" You deadpan at the other.

"Simple. Suitcase for my clothes, large duffle bag for my work and laptop, and smaller duffel bag for my hygiene supplies."

You playfully shook your head, not bothering to question her. You both put the bags in the trunk and got in the car.

After putting on your seatbelts, Yoko immediately takes off her heels and slouches. She notices the hawk.

"Why-"

"To keep an eye on Sukuna." You cut her off, stepping on the gas and pulling out the parking.

"Can normal people see Sukuna? He doesn't look as dark, gloomy and transparent as regular curses.."

"I don't know. Probably a low grade."

Sukuna did not like that. "Such ignorance! I am a Special Grade Curse! I'm The KING of Curses! Ryomen Sukuna!!"

"....Ryomen Sukuna? The special grade curse that's been reincarnated?"

"I see you're not as foolish as the other one." Sukuna blankly says, referring to you.

"Tch, ignore him, he's lying."

"...I don't know, [Name]. The markings on him look awfully similar." Yoko mumbled, furrowing her eyebrows.

You brush some of your hair behind your ear, slowly getting annoyed. "Yoko, I had him for over a day. Look at him, he looks nothing like The King of Curses. He's a blob with one eye and a couple markings, his cursed energy is severely low to be even considered as a Grade 3. He's weak." You say. "I only have him due to fascination.

If I knew something was up, I would've already gotten rid of him."

"I'd like to see you try, woman. HEY!"

As soon as you stopped at a red light, you lifted Sukuna up and dumped him in the compartment underneath the cup holder.

"..."

"..."

"So anyways, tell me about your day!"

{Somewhere...}

"He should be in there."

...

"Damn it, he's gone."

"Jeez Itadori, how far did you launch Sukuna?"

"I didn't mean to launch him! It was meant to be the final hit to obliterate him."

"You could've just stomped on him or something. I mean, he's literally a dirty little blob now."

"Sigh"

"Enough, you two. Sukuna is still around somewhere. Let's just hurry up and find him so we can finish him off for good."