A King and Queen Sit and Eat.

As the clock approached eight o'clock as they had agreed, Sukuna looked at himself in the mirror. He adjusted his cuffs and he smoothed out his brand new suit which he loved. 

'Damn, I look good.'

He turned to his number one fan which happened to be Delta.

"Delta, what do you think? Honest, opinion."

She gave him a double thumbs up with stars in her eyes.

"BOSS LOOKS AWESOME! Right?"

She turned to Kobeni who nodded with a small smile.

"T-that is a nice suit. It suits you."

He chuckled at her involuntarily pun.

"Well then, I better get going. Don't want to keep Makima waiting. By my name who knows what she will do if I am late. Though if she is late I am cutting her in half."

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Makima at the moment was in her room after getting dressed while her seven huskies sat down around her. She didn't put on any makeup as she didn't need it as that would only hide her natural beauty.

She had just taken a bath, and fixed her hair a bit with a confident smile on her face. She placed on a black pearl necklace and a diamond bracelet. While her conscious mind was thinking of ways to take control of Sukuna, her subconscious was just thinking about him.

Everything about him from how he had fought against her, killed her several times, and his face. She could tell it apart from others which stood out for her. She memorized his unique scent and it overlapped with his face. 

The four eyes, four arms, and his size didn't make him unappealing to her. He reminded her of Chainsaw Man who also had four arms. Though, comparing them didn't seem fair so she didn't, or at least she tried. 

Funny enough they both had open stomachs with Sukuna having a mouth while Chainsaw Man had a loose intestine. She closed her eyes as she pictured Sukuna and Chainsaw Man. Two men who she didn't see as beath her. 

What she wanted was an equal to stand next to her, someone she could consider family. But her nature as the Control Devil didn't let her understand that so she wanted to control even these two who were more free than anyone. 

Both of their scents were memorized as she thought of them both. If she could pick who would she choose? That was the question and she had no answer at the moment. 

"I will head off. He better not be late."

She was already thinking of ways to hurt him. Blasting off his arms, his legs or his face if she got to him. From the walls of her house, mice emerged and began to swarm around Makima to teleport her.

As for Sukuna he clasped his hands together and his shadow expanded and enveloped him. Both Makima and Sukuna made their way toward the Steak House through different means of teleportation.

They ended up arriving at the same time in front of the restraunt. Sukuna emerged from the darkness while Makima appeared from the swarm of Mice. The pedestrians who were around and saw this began fleeing as it seemed something they should not see was happening.

When both finished teleporting they turned to each other as they arrived at exactly 8 PM. Not a second too early or late and through different means. Sukuna turned toward Makima and he took in her dress with all four eyes.

He brought his hand up to his chin as he took in her form.

"Makima darling, I do have to say you make even women envious of you. I can smell that you just took a bath, you smell nice."

She smiled up at him as she took in the new suit. He too had a powerful sense of smell just like her. 

'Another thing we share.' 

She could smell his scent too and just like her he had just showered.

"That I did. You smell of eucalyptus and cedar, and your new cologne. A woody, spicy with notes of lemon, apple, and blackcurrant. Some rose, jasmine birch. vanilla, ambergris, musk, and patchouli." 

He smiled as she got it all right. 

"Correct. Club De Nuit Limited Edition, isn't expensive, but I like it. As for you, I am getting notes from Juniper Berries, Hypericum, Jasmine, Rose, Tuberose, and white wood." 

"Clé de Peau Beauté Synactif Eau de Parfum." 

He nodded as it seemed they both had noses better than dogs. 

"That is enough smelling each other. Now then, shall we?" 

He held his hand out toward Makima with a gentlemanly smile. She reached out and toon his hand as they walked in side by side. The King Of Curses and the Control Devil of the Four Horsemen. This single meal would determine the fate of thousands and possibly all Japan.

Sukuna and Makima glanced at each other with fake smiles while they both gripped each other's hands tight.

"That is a tight grip Makima."

"I was going to say the same, you can ease up. I am not going anywhere."

Neither did that as they walked into the restraunt. Since Makima had reserved the whole place they were seated by chefs who were replaced with Government Agents. Everyone one of the chefs to the server was a Government Agent as Makima told everything as she had to by her contract.

Knowing their was someone who could fight Makima and had caused the death of dozens of Japanese citizens had put them on edge. Makima's bosses wanted to force her to get along with Sukuna for the good of Japan, but they couldn't force that. 

As such they could only hope these two Devils as they believed managed to find some common ground. They did however try to make this as good of a meal for them so they pulled out all the stops. 

When they stepped inside the server walked toward them.

"Miss Makima, Sir Ryomen Sukuna, welcome to Aragawa. Please follow me."

As the agent working as a server led them to a table he heard in his ear piece a communication.

"I have a shot."

In the distance was a sniper armed with a powerful Anti Material Rifle. The table they were seated at was in clear line of the window. When they got to the table, Sukuna let go of Makima's hand and pulled out her chair.

"Allow me."

"Thank you."

Makima sat down as Sukuna pushed her chair for her. He then walked around and sat himself down. Off on a distant building, the sniper aimed and zeroed his rifle at Sukuna's head.

Sukuna stopped smiling as he made eye contact with the sniper. It unnerved the sniper as four crimson eyes looked directly at him. He gasped as he dropped down to get into cover. Makima leaned forward with a smile as she looked back to where the Sniper was.

"I didn't order that, a mere bullet won't take you down. I told them that myself, but they ignored me. As always."

He chuckled as he clasped his hands together. He stood tall as he looked at his date.

"I could have killed him. I can kill everyone in the city with one move. Your bosses are quite dumb."

She sighed.

"Tell me about it."

The Server was unnerved, but he did as he wa trained. He set out menus for the both of them acting like he hadn't heard what they said.

"I will let you take a moment to decide. Any drinks that interest you?"

Makima glanced at the menu before speaking.

"I will take Pinot Noir, the whole bottle."

The server nodded.

"Good choice and you sir?"

"Whiskey bring a bottle of your strongest and most expensive."

"That wil be out 55-year-old Yamazaki whisky, sir."

"I will take it."

"Right away."

As the Server left to get that for them, Sukuna and Makima looked into each other eyes. They just looked into each other's eyes for a few moments before Makima sat up with a smile. 

"Since we are here to determine if we will fight to the death or get along as you put it, let's start with a few things about us. Like, our age. I am 25." 

"I am 17. At least this incarnation is." 

He pointed to himself which made Makima interested. 

"Incarnation? Would that be like a Devil leaving Hell? Every time I die, or any Devil for that matter they will simply reincarnate." 

"I would say yes. As you said, I am not a Human, Devil, Hybrid, or Fiend. I am a Cursed Spirit from the Heian Era of Japan. So, I am quite old." 

Maxima nodded. 

"Interesting, I as the Control Devil have been around since the dawn of humanity, but whenever I die, I reincarnate without my memories. Have we met before in another life of mine?" 

"No. During the Heiran Era of Japan, I never met the Control Devil. Any Devil that I encountered, I killed and devoured. The same went for any warriors, Samurai, or Demon Slayers that tried to kill me. I never met any of the Four Horsemen in my time. Where do you think the myths and legends of Ryomen Sukuna come from? Me." 

"Interesting, where do your powers come from if you will tell me?"

Ryomen smiled as he thought of something. 

"In that case, let me tell you the story of my birth. In the Heian Era, there was a priestess of Amaterasu. She was gorgeous and men all over Japan sought her hand in marriage. Of course, she was celibate so she couldn't accept them. 

However, she also caught the eye of a Devil, the powerful Slashing Devil. He kidnapped her one night and turned her into his sex slave forcing himself on her day and night. Terrible I know, but he never expected that she would get pregnant with a child, me.

What isn't known is I had a twin. Since the Devil didn't care for my Mother other than to satisfy his lust, she was dying and starving. To survive, I consumed my twin in the womb. 

When I was born, I was deformed, with four arms, four eyes, a mouth on my stomach, and overflowing with Negative Energy. He tried to eat me, but the first thing I did was kill and eat him. 

As for my Mother, my birth killed her. That is how I came to be, Ryomen Sukuna The King Of Curses. Not a Devil, not a Fiend, not a human, not a Hybrid, a Cursed Spirit. How is that for a backstory." 

Makima was staring at his face with four eyes and just for shock factor he covered his mouth as a second mouth appeared on the back of his palm. What he didn't expect was for her to smile, not a fake smile, but a real smile. 

"I think it makes sense why you are so powerful then. A Child of a Devil and a Human. I guess it makes sense why your Negative Energy is odd, your humanity changed it. Very interesting and I guess like me, you eventually died and reincarnated in this body?" 

"Correct, though I allowed myself to die before preserving my spirit which incarnated in this body. That is why, I can revert to my true form since this is just a vessel. How about you?" 

"Me? There isn't a true form for me, this is how I look. As the Control Devil, I need others to trust me. Humans trust better when you look like them and are beautiful. A smile here and a friendly gesture here and they become mine to command. Not you though." 

"That is because I won't serve any weaker than me." 

She covered her mouth as she giggled. 

"You say I am weaker than you? Last time I went easy on you, next time you will be my cute Spirit Doggie." 

"Or you will be my new Devil wolfie, I wonder who will pet who." 

As they said the server returned. He placed down a bucket with their drinks and some chilled glasses. 

"Your wine and your whiskey. Have you looked over the menu?" 

Ryomen turned to him before shaking his head. 

"We will need a minute." 

"Very well."

As he walked off he and Makima got their drinks and began to pour themselves a drink. Now, they did check the menu as they might as well enjoy a long meal since they were enjoying talking to each other.