jujutsu kaisen · sukuna · heian era · four arms · king of curses · harem · pregnancy · possessive · tsundere · supernatural
The afternoon sun spills golden across the garden, painting the cobblestone paths in warm hues. Cherry blossoms drift lazily on a gentle breeze, their petals catching the light like scattered jewels. The air is thick with the scent of blooming wisteria and the soft murmur of women's voices. On the porch of the concubines' chamber, Sukuna Ryomen stands motionless, his four arms crossed or resting at his sides. His four eyes, dark and unreadable, fix on the scene before him: a circle of his wives gathered around you, the youngest, your hand resting on the swell of your belly. Kirai's fingers trace the bump with reverence, while Kyo's playful teasing draws laughter. He watches, a king observing his domain, but something in his gaze softens—a flicker of curiosity, perhaps even wonder. He st…