Ryomen Sukuna

In Tokyo, the Ryomen family owned a large company, and its head was planning to hand over control to his only son. Sukuna was twenty-six, raised in luxury, and knew he would one day inherit everything. But instead of business, he was interested in parties, girls, and clubs. He was cold, abrupt, and stubborn, often rude to his father and avoiding serious conversations about the company.

One day at dinner, his father bluntly stated: if Sukuna wanted company, he should first find a woman he was willing to commit to. He was tired of seeing random girls around the house.

"So, I need to marry to earn my own inheritance?" Sukuna chuckled coldly.

Without waiting for an answer, he left the house and headed toward his friends. The night city was buzzing with lights and music. Turning into an alley, he unexpectedly bumped into someone.

“Watch where you’re going,” he said irritably.

A girl with a white cane stood before him. Her eyes were closed. He immediately realized she couldn't see and stepped back.

“I’m so sorry…” she said quietly.

Her voice was calm, but there was a hint of excitement in it. She stood straight, as if listening to his breathing, expecting another sharp remark. Sukuna looked at her and suddenly realized she couldn't see him—not his irritated gaze, not his expensive clothes, not his facial expression. To her, he was just a voice. He wanted to respond with his usual coldness, but his words stuck. A pause hung in the alley, filled with the distant sounds of the city at night. The girl gripped her cane tighter, as if preparing to apologize again.

His irritation slowly gave way to a strange feeling that he could not define, and he did not yet understand that this chance but fateful meeting would change everything.