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Sukuna dropped Mahoragas wheel in front of the blond lid and picked up Fushiguros body. His plans for Megumi required him to be very much alive, so after a quick trip to that Shoko lady Sukuna arrived back to where his domain was.
A large crater was left where his domain had taken place, everything was destroyed and left dust powder in order to exorcise Maggie the eight wheeled bitch and Sukunas job was done.
“Hey brat,” Sukuna stood in front of the crater, “take a good look”
“Not yet.” A voice called from behind him and Sukuna whirled around on his heels.
All one hundred and fifty seven centimeters of familiar was presented in front of him. Her hair seemed to switch color each time he blinked. The cold shiver of shock ran down his spine at seeing her.
“Why the hell are you here?!” Sukuna has had to deal with too much bullshit today and he didnt need another pesterance in addition to the minite voice of one itadori yuuji in his head.
Although it was fun fighting jogo, up until his face started watering of course, he wanted to sit back and watch the rest of it from his domain. Hes done too much work today, and knowing the new presence he would be instructed to do more.
/NICKI MINAJ?!!/
idatoris voice called, or rather really yelled, from his head. and his scream most likely rattled his brain around enough he couldnt respond to how itadori knows his sister.
“Uraume called me before this started,” Nicki moved closer to the crater to stand next to sukuna, “youve caused a mess, and for what? ooooo moms gonna be so mad”
“i have a plan, it doesnt matter who i hurt as long as megumi is alive to fufill it,”
“um chile,,,,”
“IM OLDER THAN YOU”
“anyways, so,” nicki turned away from the crater to face him. it was less facing and more looking up at by this point, her height had not changed in the last 1000 years, “the jacket looks great, i dknt know what youre talking about but everywoman in here is gonna like the jacket.”
“why are you talking about my hoodie,” he grabbed at the fabric that was slightly soaked in sweat from itadori and looked towards nicki.
“uraume told me you keep ripping the jackets”
“...”
“did i lie?
“...”
“did i lie??”
Sukunas mouth gaped at the accusation that he was wasteful of fabric.
“DID I LIEEEEE???!!”
“no.”
nicki stepped closer and looked directly into sukunas eyes, and sukuna braced himself to be berated by her.
“do you think harriet tubman was walking around with a fucking nice shiny fucking dress on with a fucking crown on her head when she was taking slaves???? TO FREEEDOM!!!”
“sorry.” sukuna said with a deadpan voice, he really did feel sorry, it was a waste of fabric. was he going to SHOW he felt sorry? fuck no.
“YOU STUPID FUCKING DINOSAUR GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!” her anger was unexpected but also totally expected at the same time, “you might be the king of curses, but im the queen of rap”
and nicki stepped up to sukunas vessel with cursed energy balled around her wrists and suddenly sukunas body fell limp.
itadori was snapped back into his body and sukuna was banging on the glass cell confines of yuujis mind.
“amy winehouse.” itadori whipped his head to the side and could feel his neck cracking.
“Nicki Minaj! My name is itadori yuuji, and i like girls with big butts like jennifer lawrence!” he announced from a bow.
“i have a bug butt too,” nicki was feigning innocence but the statement still made yuuji wince in forgetjng to include her, “shes huge, but shes so beautiful, shes a mammoth of course”
yuuji was confused on how nicki minaj knew japanese but was also overwhelmed by how blantly she was speaking of her ass. but the sight of the crater caught his eye, shock rippled through him as sukunas memmories started to process in his head.
His body doubled over on instinct and he could feel the stomach acids burning his thraot as he threw up. Nicki grimaced from the sidelines at the sight.
“vomit? oh naw, we gotta go,” and she scuttled away on her pink sandals and blue purse in hand.