"Anywhere," huh...
Uraume thought for a moment, then pointed in a direction and suggested,
"Then let's go that way. There's a town up ahead where we can buy some things."
Sukuna nodded indifferently.
As the two approached the town, Sukuna put on a veiled hat.
The black Cursed Markings on his face had been there since the curse descended. In crowded places, he wore a veiled hat to hide them and avoid trouble.
While putting it on, Sukuna casually stuffed Little Fox into the bottom of the carrying basket.
"If you don't want someone to snatch you away, stay put."
He gave it a warning. His instincts told him Little Fox could understand him.
And that was indeed the case. Little Fox stayed obediently in the basket, neither moving nor making a sound.
Sukuna and Uraume entered the town without incident.
Once they entered the town, their surroundings instantly grew lively.
Little Fox lay quietly at the bottom of the basket, both ears pricked up as it watched everything outside through the gaps in the weave.
With no memories, everything it saw felt new.
The scents of all the snacks and foods sold along the roadside drifted into its nose on the breeze.
Dumpling skewers, sticky rice cakes, mung bean cakes...
Waaah, I want some so badly!
By now, it had pretty much digested all the Cursed Energy it had eaten. Looking at all that delicious food, it wanted to eat everything.
It carefully scratched at the bottom of the basket with a paw, making a few faint rustling sounds.
All it got in return was a low warning from little Uraume.
Ah, this is so sad. I can't talk. I can't tell them what I want.
Slurping back its drool, Little Fox sadly curled up and buried itself