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๐๐ต ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ...
Sukuna was in his meeting room, sitting on a cushion with his legs crossed. The entire floor was made of light gray carpet, with gold details on the white wood walls, Several scrolls hanging open with red ink paintings, dragon paintings or writings... It was really something beautiful. There were bookshelves, two on the side of the main coffee table, which was large and the same color as the walls, a brown wooden table with papers and an inkwell. A large white transparent curtain that divided the room was open, showing Sukuna on the other side of the table reading a scroll that Uraume just handed him.
The white walls were also painted, handmade paintings full of Japanese symbols and especially beautiful paintings. None of this was anything to Sukuna.
He had one of his hands on the table, the other on his thigh, one holding the parchment as he read and the last one supporting his chin, with his head tilted as he read the parchment the Emperor sent him. For him it was... *"๐ฃ๐ญ๐ข, ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ข, ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ข, ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ข... ๐๐ฉ. ๐๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ข, ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ข, ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ข"* Sukuna thought and let a smug smirk escape his lips, with him looking out of the corner of his four eyes at Uraume, who was standing next to him calmly.
He then holds out the scroll towards Uraume, which they quickly take before Sukuna speaks in a cold, sarcastic tone. "This is so fucked up. This man is a pain in ass." Uraume nods and laughs a little, holding back his laughter and closing the parchment, before going to one of the shelves and now speaking in a more serious and composed tone. โLord Sukuna, I believe he really hasnโt learned how to treat my lord properly." They keep the scroll on the shelf with others and take an empty one, going to Sukuna and handing it over efficiently. "Maybe you should send him a gift."
Sukuna yawns and rolls his eyes, sighing bored and a little uncomfortable, now speaking in a slightly more smug and sadistic tone. "I like how you think, Uraume. But you know I'm not the type to send treats to 'male'." Sukuna emphasizes the word "male" and laughs right after, a dark and evil, quick laugh, which Uraume follows.
And then, Sukuna took the quill pen from the inkwell and prepared to send a "little gift" to the Emperor, but a knock on Shoji's panels followed by the voice of one of the servants... "Lord Sukuna, They have arrived..." Sukuna raises an eyebrow and doesn't respond, with the servant's silhouette still kneeling on the other side of Shoji's panels visible. Then, he speaks in a short and direct tone. "Send them here."
The silhouette of the servant shows that she got up and followed his orders, with Uraume going to the transparent white curtains to close them and the King of curses' focus was to know how... "Uraume, what was their name again?" He speaks in the same tone, but with a little excitement hidden behind that stoic expression. Uraume finishes closing the curtains and answers him. "It was you, Lord Sukuna." Uraume did not continue as he knew very well what Sukuna was like. He just wanted quick information without many words. "Well..." He left the quill pen back in the inkwell and closed the empty parchment, handing it to Uraume who went to put it away and quickly came to his side. "The male's treat is for later now."
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