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Even if Sukuna weren 't an early bird, his children would still wake him at the crack of dawn.

'Papa! ' Yume exclaims, tiny palms shaking his forearm. Rocking, rocking, a baby bird teetering on the edge of its nest before taking flight for the first time. 'Mister Sun is climbing into the sky! '

Yeah, the amber glow seeping through the misu shutters ' plexus tells Sukuna as much.

'Uh-huh, ' Jion confirms. Beside him, Uraume stirs, a smile on their face that says,

'These kids. '

Sukuna can 't help but grin back. 'That means it 's training time! '

Yume and Jion have been training with Sukuna every day for about a year now. He would 've liked to wait until they were a little older, but they became eager watching him teach

Genji onii-chan;

when they begged to join, Sukuna folded like a straw house in a hurricane.