SIkuna deals with a sunshine child being perceptive (those clawed hands wish not to hurt you)
”I... I don’t get it, Sukuna.” He then leaned away just a bit more and used his sleeve to wipe away the few stray tears.
Sukuna smirked, showing a sliver of his teeth. ”What, how I did it? Frankly speaking, brat, I don’t think you would understand even if I explained it.”
When in doubt; act vaguely mean. Just don’t overdo it.
”Heh, I probably wouldn’t, yeah.” The teen once again turned to look at Sukuna’s face.
The weird intensity of his stare honestly freaked the curse out a bit, though of course only on the inside.
”But no, what I don’t get is,” Yuji paused for a moment, almost as if thinking of not saying what he planned on saying.
Then, his face grew determined, and he began again.
"What I don’t get is why you pretend to be evil.”
Sukuna’s smirk faded completely as he froze, for but a fraction of a second, thinking
What?
Or;
Sukuna does something undeniably kind.
Yuji goes looking for answers.