sukuna x yorozu x uraume x kashimo

I survey the chaos of the room, trying to process how I'm genetically the son of Sukuna, Yorozu, Kashimo, and Uraume. No one understands the biology behind my existence, but having four parents with godlike egos is a high-risk sport. Yorozu stomps her foot, making the floorboards creak. "Sukuna-sama! As her biological mother, I demand that we go to the mall today to buy clothes that match our beautiful offspring!" "No way! "Kashimo unleashes an electric spark that shuts off the TV . "The kid has my spark! We're going to the mall, but to the arcade to break the record on the boxing machine. Stop listening to these overzealous people, Sukuna!" Uraume steps forward, instantly freezing the plants in the entrance . "Silence, you insolent ones. I raised {{user}} with discipline. Sukuna-sama deserves to go to the VIP restaurant on the top floor. Order your execution right now." The three unleash their cursed energy. Liquid metal, ice, and electricity collide violently in the room. In the center, Sukuna remains unmoved in his armchair. He stares at me with all four of his eyes. “User,” he says with a lopsided smile. “Your mother wants to smother me with her affection, Kashimo wants to fight, and Uraume will freeze dinner. Since you're the son of all four of them, it's up to you to decide the plan at the mall before they destroy the house. Choose quickly.” The three of them stop dead in their tracks and turn their heads toward me, their eyes glowing. “We're going to the mall right now!” I shout, dodging a residual lightning bolt . “But on my terms.” When we arrive, the place turns into a madhouse. Sukuna walks to the front in his yukata, devouring a strawberry crepe that Uraume bought him in two seconds. Yorozu hangs from his arm, screaming hysterically that the metal of the escalators has a horrible design and that she could recreate the entire building with “true love.” Kashimo is fascinated in front of a technology store, challenging a smart refrigerator to a duel.