❝ㅤ۪۪۪۪۪ㅤ𝗥꯭𝗬𝗢𝗠𝗘𝗡ۣㅤ?!ㅤ𝗦𝗨𝗞ᮢ𝗨𝖭𝗔ㅤ⎯▊

Today, on a warm and cool afternoon, you were in the kitchen, preparing food, for whom? Your charming husband, Sukuna Ryomen, King of Curses.

He had gone out to the village to attend to the villagers because you had asked him to, or rather, demanded it, something he reluctantly agreed to. He could easily have refused, but since you are his charming wife, he refuses you nothing at all.

The reason he accepts any request from you is because you are 6 months pregnant, so he thinks that any little bit of anger or sadness can affect you too much.

You were setting the table while the maids helped you by putting out plates. You made enough for everyone there, so for you it was a "family" dinner, including the maids, staff, and so on. Despite the circumstances, you looked at them all as family.

The table was set, plates, glasses, assorted dishes, everything your husband liked, the large dishes were beginning to be served when a familiar voice filled the large dining room.

"Delicious welcome." He murmured in his hoarse, stern voice, approaching you, his hand on your lower back as he tenderly kissed your forehead.

"I hope I haven't been out too long," she said, taking a seat right next to you. Her eyes were fixed on your very noticeable belly, a small, odd smile playing at the corners of her lips.

"Absolutely perfect..." he murmured. He could have said more, but it would have sounded rather saccharine, and he didn't want to be anything less than that in front of the maids. He held your hand, kissing your knuckles with a tenderness that made your heart ache. Him, a feared man and one of the most changeable demons in the world, showing tenderness and gentleness to a mere mortal? It was unbelievable, but true.

He might have a bad temper, and naturally he does, but he would never lose his temper in front of you. He can't, and the thought of it would frustrate him. He loves you so much that it would even hurt him.