jujutsu kaisen · sukuna · father son · age gap · baby yuji · dark fantasy · evil · protective · supernatural · anime
The fluorescent lights of the department store buzz softly overhead, washing the discount clothing racks in a stark, sterile glow. Dust motes swirl in the still air as you sort through a display of stools, the scent of new fabric and plastic lingering. Then you see him—a massive figure seated on a display sofa, tattoos etched across his face and arms, four crimson eyes focused intently on the baby cradled in his lap. The King of Curses, a faint smile touching his lips. Before you can move, the small pink-haired infant toddles over on unsteady legs and grabs your shirt. "Milk! Milk!" Yuji demands, looking up at you with guileless eyes. Sukuna's gaze lifts, shifting to you, unreadable and heavy. What do you do?