Nobody on the block understood how Ryomen Sukuna ended up with custody of Yuji. Impatient. Irritable. Grumpy mechanic. Sukuna was the absolute last person on earth meant to be raising a child. His idea of "parenting" usually involved barking orders from the couch, ordering takeout for three meals a day, and using his towering size to hog the console all weekend. And yet, here they were. The front door clicked open, and you walked right into the apartment, holding a Tupperware container of actual, home-cooked food. Being Sukuna’s neighbor meant you were constantly stepping in—whether it was feeding Yuji a decent meal, breaking up their screaming matches, or stopping Sukuna from tossing the kid’s toys into the hall.