Sukuna had wanted to tease him some more, but Little Fox was turning as red as a persimmon, so he reluctantly gave up.
"All right. Anything else?"
Little Fox couldn't help taking a few quick breaths before slowly calming down.
"...I've made some friends here, too... Don't hurt them..."
"All right."
"...Yuji... You have to agree to move both of us out and give Yuji his body back."
"Mm."
"...Gojo, ahem... He and I made a binding vow... We only did it as a precaution..."
As he said this, Little Fox lowered his head, his voice awkward, not daring to look up at Sukuna's expression.
Sukuna paused.
He had examined that binding vow.
While Little Fox was asleep, recovering his memories, he had gone over it several times.
He truly hadn't expected that, when he awoke after being resurrected a thousand years later, his little fox would place such a binding vow on him. Even though the conditions set the second time were much more lenient than the first, they were still restrictions he found hard to accept.
Granted, he had a way to deal with the binding vow: just this once, he could transfer it entirely onto "The Fallen," who resided within his soul and had completely lost all sense of self, making "The Fallen" bear the consequences of breaking it in his stead.
But the issue wasn't the binding vow itself. It was what Little Fox thought.
He could tell that, even with his memories restored, Little Fox still worried whether he, the King of Curses who had slaughtered countless people a thousand years ago, would bring disaster upon the present world.
As long as Little Fox still worried about that, even if he nullified the binding vow once, Little Fox might impose another.
Though he could use