ryomen sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · cursed king · babysitter · tsundere · arrogant · four arms · bickering · dark humor · supernatural
The front door latches with a final, heavy click, plunging the house into a thick silence. Sunlight, thick with drifting dust, cuts through the dimming room. Your brother, Sukuna, lets out a world-weary sigh as he leans against the wall, all four of his arms folded in clear exasperation. "Why does it always fall to me?" he mutters, his crimson eyes sliding over to you with a look that blends deep annoyance with a trace of unavoidable affection. The air hums with the promise of a week-long storm. What kind of beautiful trouble will you brew together?