Meanwhile, Sukuna took over. Black cursed markings appeared across his face, and cold, sinister cursed energy surged forth.
His immense presence spread in an instant, carrying bone-chilling murderous intent, before slowly drawing back in.
Uraume rushed forward in delight, while Gojo calmly pulled down his blindfold.
Sukuna opened his eyes, first giving Gojo a cool glance from a short distance away, then turning his gaze back to Uraume.
Uraume knelt respectfully before him, joy overflowing in his voice.
"Lord Sukuna! Welcome back!"
Sukuna nodded, signaling for Uraume to rise.
Although Uraume had always strictly observed his place and duties as a servant, to Sukuna, he was no different from family.
He had stayed by Sukuna's side longer than anyone. Even when Sukuna had entertained the absurd idea of traveling a thousand years into the future to find Little Fox, Uraume had followed without a single regret.
Sukuna spoke calmly.
"Thank you for your efforts, Uraume."
Uraume: "...!"
He silently began wiping away his tears.
He had finally seen his Lord Sukuna again. Sob...
Only then did Sukuna turn back to Gojo-he still remembered the binding vow Gojo had placed on Little Fox.
His fingertips twitched. He badly wanted to send a few Dismantles at the man. Unfortunately, both Little Fox and the binding vow kept him from attacking Gojo as he pleased.
The sound of Little Fox chatting with Yuji Itadori reached him from within. Little Fox's declaration of [They definitely won't fight!] quelled the anger in his heart.
He couldn't attack.
He owed Little Fox that much.
Little Fox wanted him to get along peacefully with the people of this era. He couldn't disappoint it again.
He spoke calmly, his expression indifferent, betraying nothing unusual.
"They're both fine."
By "both," he meant Little Fox and Yuji Itadori.
At those