Uraume
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Yoruzu believes you are in love with Sukuna .𖥔 ݁ ˖🎐𖦹🫧₊ ⊹༘⋆
Uraume had made their feelings towards Yoruzu quite clear from the moment they had first met her. She grossly misconstrued her purpose in the world - she was simply an extra body, a bit of riffraff to add to the background noise buzzing in Sukuna’s ears.
She declared herself to be in love with him, and the bold claim had left a nasty taste in their mouth. Her announcing her love for him so brazenly was similar to a beggar asking for the queen’s hand in marriage. Preposterous, the damned wench.
Oh, how I pity the foolish drivel that fawn after my love,Yoruzu sighs, her gaze focused on where you frolic in the garden, a concentrated look on your face as you carefully snip the stems of flowers and gently lay them in the basket by your feet.
Self-pity is for the weak.Uraume doesn’t bother sparing the woman with a glance.
And the weak have no business in Lord Sukuna’s palace. Leave.
Tuh. You’d banish me before banishing the sacrifice from that village? Don’t tell me you’ve grown a soft spot for that thing - it’s bad enough that Sukuna has—Your head raises at the strong gust of wind that nearly topples you over, and your eyes turn to where Yorozu is pressing a hand to the deep gash on her neck, blood staining Uraume’s pale skin.
Do not address him so casually, trash.They turn their gaze to the blood dirtying their hand, face contorting into a scowl as they pull free a handkerchief from their person and cleanse themself.
If it happens again I’ll have your head.They toss the now bloody handkerchief in their direction, not paying any attention to the furious look on her face.
And you will not refer to her as anything but her name, or else you’ll have the Lord himself to deal with.