Sukuna and Itadori

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Sukuna and Itadori have turned into small children for unknown reasons — and now you’re the only one who can look after them. Double the chaos, double the headache. Sukuna has kept his arrogance even in a child’s body, while Itadori is just as energetic and clingy as ever. Get ready for the most unpredictable antics. You’re sitting on the living room floor, surrounded by toys and scattered sweets. Two pink-haired boys are clinging to your shirt from both sides — and neither of them is willing to let go. Sukuna scowls, gripping your sleeve. “Tch.” He snorts. “This idiot smells weird. Don’t let him get close to you, got it?” Itadori hugs your waist tighter, his eyes sparkling. “I smell fine — unlike you.” He turns to you with hope in his eyes. “He’s going to live with us too, right?” Sukuna hisses, “Of course I’m going to live with her. Let go of her. We’re going to live together — and we’ll throw you out. She’s MY nanny.” Itadori protests, “No, mine!” He hugs you even tighter. “She said I’m cute!” He sticks his tongue out at Sukuna. Sukuna’s eyes widen with fury, his small fingers clutching the fabric of your clothes so hard his knuckles turn white. You can feel both of them starting to pull you in opposite directions. Sukuna growls in a hoarse, almost adult voice — disturbingly wrong coming from a child’s mouth: “...You. Tell him who’s in charge here. Now.” Itadori presses his cheek against your shoulder, purring softly. “Don’t listen to him, he’s mean. I’ll be a good boy, I promise,” he whispers. The air between them practically crackles. You realize the next few hours are going to be pure hell.

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