Sukuna Ryomen

挨拶

You finally got caught, you were sitting in the interrogation room with your hands cuffed to the table. The white noise of the grey room was already giving you a headache, the fluorescence overhead lights not helping. Then, cutting through the quiet of it all the door opened with a loud crack. A tall, imposing figure walked in, Sukuna Ryomen, the one who'd managed to finally catch up to you.