John and Sukuna go on a...date?!

Sukuna and I change into more suitable attire than just our naked bodies for the day's mission. As we don our Jujutsu High uniforms, we indulge in a hearty meal, fueling yourselves for the task of enslaving Yuki. I give one last look to the sleeping bodies of Maki and Nobara before gesturing Sukuna to follow. With preparations complete, we both leave the suite and make our way through the halls of Jujutsu High.

Upon arriving at the front tori gates, I spot a waiting limousine. It seems Mei Mei was truthful in saying she'd be my secretary, no doubt using her money or status as a casino owner to provide us transportation in style. Sukuna climbs in first, even her sensing something like this was a luxury. She leaned forward, commanding the driver to head to the riverbanks of Odaiba. The driver nervously looked behind and nodded as Sukuna chuckled at his reaction. I think she was already beginning to like how modern day transportation worked.

Just before the limo leaves, Mei Mei appears from across the road. I accept the bag she hands through the window, a sturdy sack filled with the requested clothing items that will help me lure Yuki into a false sense of security.

"Farewell, sir" she intones, her voice cold and devoid of emotion.

With a slight nod, I issue her a command to return to Jujutsu High, leaving her to re-enter the school and care for my other slaves as the limo departs.

The limo's engine hums as Sukuna and I continue to strategise, planning back ups plans of back up plans to ensure we don't have a repeat of yesterday. I finally inform her of the plan and what the clothes are, to which Sukuna agrees it'll be easier for her to play along too.

Outside, Tokyo's city rushes by, giving way to the tranquility of Odaiba's riverbanks. It's cool, soft breeze blows through a more peaceful and traditional part of Toyko with it's large river underneath us as we cross the large bridge to enter Odaiba. As we near the destination, my excitement grows. I share a wicked smile with Sukuna, knowing that in a matter of moments, my plans will come to fruition.

The limo comes to a smooth stop as we both step out into the crisp, spring air. The riverbank is simply gorgeous and one of those places that you see in Japanese media and shows that MAKE you want to visit Japan. Before the driver leaves, he passes me his number informing me to call him when finished and we'll return us to Jujutsu High. He bids us farewell and I'm impressed with Mei Mei's organisation as my secretary so far.

I look around, seeing no sign of a motorbike or Yuki. "Well, let's get to walking I suppose."

Sukuna agrees as we set off walking down the riverbank. As we listen and watch for a sign of Yuki, we pass up several cherry blossom trees blooming. The leaves fall to the river and the birds chirp softly. As our stroll continues, the serene scene before us is almost romantic. It was this energy of the moment that made me turn to Sukuna, wanting to know more about my most loyal ****.

"Sukuna," I say, a note of intrigue in my voice, "tell me of your past. I know you were once the King of Curses, weren't you?"

"Thousands of years ago, I was known as Ryomen Sukuna," she recounts, her voice thick with the weight of millennia. "I was a powerful sorcerer who conquered the Heian era over a thousand years ago. Then, I was a human yet even then wielded unparalleled strength and ruled as the strongest. The sorcerers of that era came to call me the Disgraced One."

Her eyes gleam as she continues, "I once held immense sway over the world and my ambition knew no bounds. I reveled in chaos and my thirst for destruction was insatiable. I would lay waste to entire settlements, leaving nothing but scorched earth in my wake. My power reached a point where the very heavens feared me."

We crossed underneath a tree, the shade casting a strange look over Sukuna. "It was in this height of my dominance that I met my match, for it was my hubris that led to my demise..."

"You were defeated?" I asked in disbelief.

She nodded solemnly. "After the clash with your ancestor, the original creator of the Mind Control Technique, I was weakened. What I failed to realise was that my absolute rise to power had **** the clans to unite, waiting for a moment to strike against me. It was after this that I was bested, overcome by the sheer number of the greatest Jujutsu Sorcerers of the Heian era."

"After my ****, I became a Cursed Spirit. My body was dismembered into 20 fingers, each a potent cursed object. I was given the title of King of Curses, as my essence lived on despite being reduced to slivers of my former self."

"So these fingers, are they still out there?" I question.

"They are, somewhere. I can faintly sense them but their exact location, I am unsure." She states.

"And what happens when you reclaim all 20 fingers?"

Sukuna suddenly lets loose a look I've never seen. One of true, unrivalled malice and carnage - a vision of suffering and despair etched across her grinning face. Her fingers curls as she looks to the sky, her eyes glowing red.

"I can reclaim my true form and become whole!"

I pause, unsure what to say. Sukuna breaks out of her manic state and sees my reaction.

"Do not fear, Master. I have no plan to disobey you." She quickly tries to assure me.

I shake my head. "Sometimes I doubt that. How do I know you are speaking the truth?"

"My actions speak louder than my words, Master," Sukuna replies. "Cast your mind back to the day I was enslaved. I, the King of Curses, surrendered to your might. Not only did make me surrender but you earned my respect. And I vowed, since that fateful day, I have served you loyally. We've enslaved others, begun a mighty empire and achieved victory after victory. I've been your most faithful servant, both in battle and in bed. Our bond has been forged by pleasure, conquests and knowledge. Together, we are unstoppable."

She stops, taking my hands in a gentle gesture that stuns me. She looks into my eyes, a softens I haven't seen from Sukuna yet. "I see you as the strongest sorcerer of today, John Smith. I am yours to command and I shall continue to serve you faithfully."

I feel my face going red. This sudden confession from Sukuna is enough to make me blush.

Sukuna breaks the intense moment and continues to walk. She gives me a playful look and asks "And what of you, my lord? What tales of your past would you share with me?"

"My past is not as grand as yours, Sukuna," I say, my voice carrying a melancholy tone. "I was raised in America, but despite outward appearances, I felt disconnected to my home. It was as if I existed in a void, separate from everyone else."

I pause, taking a moment to compose myself. "When I came to Japan to study, something inside me clicked. I felt as if I'd found a place where I truly belonged. At first, it was great! It wasn't the same **** sense of happiness I had in America. I was content, but if I'm honest, I still felt lonely. I had no friends, struggled to form relationships and always felt like an outsider."

Sukuna scoffs in disbelief. "I struggle to see how someone like yourself could be in such a state, Master."

I shrug. "Neither did I. It was strange, I always felt like I was destined for something more. And then, it happened. I didn't know that seeing that small Curse in my classroom would change everything..."

I glance at Sukuna, a small smile spreading across my face. "Even now, with all these slaves, I wonder if I'll soon get lonely again. But with you, I doubt that will happen."

Sukuna looks at me, her face going bright red. She avoids my glance as I laugh, watching the almighty Queen of Curses falter under a few honest words. A older couple chuckled as we walked past, admiring youthful couples that walked passed. In a strange way, if things were different, it would almost feel like Sukuna and I were on a spring date of sorts.

Our walk comes to a stop at a small park. The space is dotted with small cafes and picnic areas, serene and inviting. In the distance, I spot a woman with long blonde hair. She wears a tight tank top and jeans, her tall figure clear even from sitting down. A helmet rests on the table next to a small bowl of ramen.

We've found Yuki Tsukumo.

We stop, our time getting to know each other deeper interrupted. We only had once chance as this, so I took Sukuna to the nearby bathroom, handing her the clothes to change into. I enter the mens bathroom, changing and going over our plan again.

We had to get this right.

I exit the bathroom, now wearing a casual shirt and denim shorts, the perfect spring weather outfit. Sukuna emerges next, looking every inch adorable and sexy - in a cute way. She's wearing a white dress that hugs her curvy figure, her tall and confident stature still apparent but the dress softens it, making her appear both innocent and alluring. Her red hair is styled in a casual, loose bun with a black bow, making her features look delicate.

She grabs my arm with a giddy, over-the-top smile. She tilts her head, a coy expression on her face. "Let's go, my love," she says, her voice high-pitched and girly, the perfect contrast to her imposing stature.

It really was an odd sight to see such a powerful being behaving in such a light, air-headed manner. But that's exactly the effect we're going for. The goal is as we approach Yuki, she'll be completely unaware of Sukuna's presence as a wide-eyed, innocent girl since she's used to Sukuna appearing in her true form, an ancient and terrifying Curse. The hope is Yuki will dismiss the strange aura of Cursed Energy coming from Sukuna as some sort of strange occurrence or that we're a couple that's been cursed.

As we stop behind Yuki finishing her ramen, I bend down and ask cheerily "Excuse me, I was wondering if you could help us?"

Yuki turns around to see us, immediately noticing our Cursed Energy is so strong. I see her face drop, her eyes widen and her body tense in warning, preparing to fight!

But Sukuna steps in and says in a high pitched, girly voice "Oh my GOD, you are stunning! Where did you get that top?! It hugs your body sooooo well!"

I'm stunned. I don't know how, but this thousand year old curse can play off a modern girl so well it's scary.

Sukuna's comment and her admiring gaze catches Yuki off guard. She's shakes her head, seeming to brush the incredible amount of Cursed Energy she sensed with a reason. Yuki grins, the tension easing from her shoulders for a brief moment as she brightens up at someone noticing her body and style.

"Thanks! I got it from a store downtown, it's called 'Venus. And trust me, it's been hard to find clothes that fit this well on a body like this" she replies with a hint of confidence.

Sensing an opening, you quickly jump in, trying to steer the conversation back to your original objective. "That's awesome! I was actually going to ask you something like that. We're new to the area and are looking for some nice spots or shops where we can go for the day. Any suggestions?"

Yuki's guard is lowered as she warms to the innocence and flattery. "Well, there's this beautiful park not too far from here. It's called Odaiba Meadows. The scenery is breathtaking, and there's a small lake in the centre where you can take some lovely pictures. I'm sure you'll love it there," she recommends with a genuine smile.

"Thank you so much! We'll definitely check it out," you say, flashing a sincere smile of your own. "We really appreciate your help."

"Hey, I'm not done yet babe!" Sukuna chides me playfully. "Let me ask some more questions! Okay first - any more shops where I can find something like that..."

As Sukuna engages Yuki in more girl talk, I can sense her growing at ease. It seems that the innocent banter along with Sukuna's charming demeanour has won Yuki over. She's completely unaware of the threat we are.

It was now time to strike.

I snap my fingers, the pre-arranged signal sounding out. In a lightning-fast motion, Sukuna leaps towards Yuki, wrapping her strong arms around the stunned woman. Yuki's kind expression fades, and her eyes widen in shock and anger as she realises the deception. Her body trembles with fury, and the air around her ripples with her own Cursed Energy.

The **** Yuki unleashes causes the wooden seat she's sitting on to shatter into pieces, sending splinters flying. Sukuna struggles to keep a firm grip on Yuki as she buckles and writhes in her grasp. Sukuna looks to me, urging me to act now. And I do, the brief moment of disarray is all I need.

Reaching out with my hand, I focus on my Cursed Energy. The signature blue glow coalesces and swells at the very tips of my fingers. With now resolute, practiced movement, I place my hand firmly on Yuki's forehead. As the energy flows through my palm and into her, Yuki's body stiffens.

Yuki's eyes roll back into her head, and her tongue emerges from her parted lips. Her limbs become slack and relaxed, her struggles ceasing abruptly. I watch the now dazed Yuki standing before us, her body now under my complete control. Sukuna lets go of her, impressed by how well the plan went. The two of us stand there, reveling in our easy triumph. Yuki, who moments before was so full of life, now appears to be a lifeless marionette.

It was now time to claim Yuki as my next ****.