Little Fox ate its cake, happily wagging its tail.
Hehe~ Good thing I remembered Uraume saying Sukuna San-san didn't like sweets. If I'd made him a cake as ridiculously sweet as Gojo's, San-san definitely wouldn't have been able to eat it.
As it mulled that over, it suddenly slowed down.
After two licks, it stopped, as though something had occurred to it, and began pondering in confusion.
Once it had finished thinking, it couldn't resist glancing at its Sukuna San-san. Then its little eyes darted about, and it glanced at Sukuna again.
Sukuna noticed what it was doing and took a sip of coffee without saying anything.
There was milk and a little sugar in the coffee. Little Fox had probably tasted it first, found black coffee too bitter, and added them for him out of concern that he wouldn't like it either.
He didn't need sugar, but he was still very pleased to accept Little Fox's thoughtful gesture.
He set down his cup and asked,
"Go on. What is it?"
Little Fox immediately sat up straight and asked with a touch of curiosity,
[San-san, do you know Uraume? A female sorcerer who knew you a thousand years ago.]
Before Sukuna reacted, Uraume beside him had already clicked his tongue in irritation, his fork scraping across his plate with a brief, piercing screech.
Sukuna glanced at him. Uraume rarely displayed such obvious hatred for someone in front of him. He thought back and found that there had indeed been such a person in his memories.
A crazy woman who had constantly chased after him a thousand years ago, babbling about "love" and "liking" him.
He had been busy reviving Little Fox at the time and had had no time for her. Uraume had handled her for the most part.
But