What Will It Be?

Ryomen at the moment was laughing inside his mind. He wasn't born in this world, he had just been incarnated here or transmigrated as a kid. At least that is what he thought because he didn't remember any parents. Plus, what he told Makima was an amalgam of Sukuna's backstory.

'An unwanted little wretch of the Heian Era'

That was exactly how Sukuna put it himself so he just edited that to suit this world. Since the legends of Ryomen Sukuna existed, he took it as his own. Plus, a backstory like that was cool.

Makima and he both poured themselves some drinks before they looked over the menu. At this restaurant, since it was a Steak House they had a selection of Beef from Angus, Kobe, and Wagyu. 

Since he wasn't pressed for cash he was going to order a few cuts of Wagyu. Tomahawk, Sirloin, Ribeye along with the sides and sauces it came from. As he thought of what to get, he noticed Makima looking at him. 

He looked up with his main two eyes while his second pair of eyes continued to look at the menu. 

"Something wrong?" 

"No. I am curious about your body composition. You can form mouths on your body, extra eyes, I am wondering how?" 

"I have good control over my biology. It isn't anything particularly hard for me. Do you prefer me to return to my true form?" 

When he said that, Makima remembered him from the day before. In that state, he was more Devil than Man and he increased her amount of Deaths several times. She still remembered being stabbed, slashed, and cut apart by his abilities and she had to say it wasn't pleasant. 

Even remembering what the Sword Of Extermination felt like was something she preferred to forget. She glanced at his shadow and she could swear she saw the face of Mahoraga grinning at her. 

"No. If you do that now, just the release of Negative Energy will cause Devils all over Japan to go ballistic. Even now, all over the country, Devil Hunters are working double shifts to deal with the Devils going crazy." 

He started to smile as he swirled his whiskey before taking a slow sip. 

"I won't apologize for that. Now, be honest with me, which do you find better looking? Me like this, or as my True Self? Delta likes me either way." 

Makima thought about it before bringing her fingers up to her chin. 

"For convenience, this form is better, but in terms of appearance, I can admit to being attracted more to your True Form as you call it. Call it the attraction of a Devil?" 

She said the last part with a wink and smile which he had to admit was beautiful. He smiled as he held his glass. 

"I can see why you're the Control Devil Makima. It would be hard for anyone to say no to you." 

She leaned forward and rested her chin on her hands. 

"In that case, are you paying?" 

He smirked. 

"No." 

Makima started to chuckle as there was almost no one she could order that would refuse her. Her current incarnation as Makima was the result of her being raised by the Japanese Government to serve them. 

Despite all that, she wanted someone to stand at her side as her family. Someone she couldn't control, but her nature as the Control Devil went against her basic desire. She needed someone like Sukuna or Chainsaw Man, someone who could both overpower her and not fall under her control. 

As for Sukuna, since he lived by the motto of doing what he wanted what others thought to be damned, he would do as he pleased. If Makima told him to jump, he would sit, if she told him to, he would jump. 

Both to petty and he didn't have a reason to obey her at all. Just then, the Server came back. 

"Have you had enough time to order?" 

Sukuna nodded. 

"Bring me a Ribeye, a Sirloin Steak, and a Tomahawk." 

The Server wrote all that down so Makima made her order. 

"Bring me everything he is getting and some of the salmon." 

Sukuna thought about it. 

"What the hell, bring me a Salmon too." 

Once the Server had that he bowed deeply. 

"Right away." 

When he was gone, Makima and he stopped smiling as they looked at each other. Sukuna began to tap the table, while she placed her hands flat on the table. The first to speak was Makima. 

"I will ask this once more, will you join Public Safety?" 

"Not interested. The answer isn't changing, but I will do you one better. How about this, I am already a Devil Hunter for Hire. Consider me a Mercenary, in exchange for my usual pay and more, I can kill more troublesome Devils. 

I just want the corpses to eat. I think that is quite fair, I get paid, and Japan deals with particularly dangerous Devils. However, I do have my demands." 

Makima leaned forward.

"Name them?" 

He smiled as he pulled his phone out. 

"How about you dress up in a bunny girl outfit and I take a picture? If not a Bunny Girl I am ok with the Nun outfit or the prison warden." 

Makima was quiet at first before she cracked a smile. 

"What I am hearing is you find me attractive enough to want to see me in cosplay?" 

He laughed before he nodded. 

"You sure are, anyway, that can stay on the negotiation table, but in all honesty, I just want three things. Money for the Devils I take down, I want my own more luxurious house in Tokyo, and access to the Devils that Public Safety has caught." 

Makima thought about it as she would have to talk to the Higher Ups, but to keep Sukuna and her from fighting to the death and killing thousands they would be forced to accept. Plus, they didn't want Sukuna to go overseas to work for another country since he was quite famous even outside of Japan. 

Despite never leaving Japan, his power was so great he was labeled an existence with the same danger as Makima. 

"I can put that through to my bosses. They can't stop talking about you, but while they would like for you to work for them, if they can't control you, or beat you, they might as well pay you." 

He nodded. 

"Correct. In that case, we are good. No battle to the death where you pull out all your contracts and I don't go all out and reduce Tokyo to a carter. However, I do want something more from you." 

"What is it?" 

"A date every few days. Someone has to keep you company and keep you in check. Aside from our first meeting involving me chopping your head off, I think we get along fine." 

Makima nodded. 

"I can agree to that since this has been interesting, to say the least. You are one of a few people I don't see as beneath me which is refreshing. You managed to kill me a few times and helped as well to reinforce that." 

With that out of the way, the People of Japan could rest easy as they wouldn't die gruesome deaths in the place of Makima. The people of Tokyo could also rest easy as he wouldn't be using a full-power Malevolent Shrine. 

The moment they made that agreement the Server came out from the kitchen with their orders. He had them on a roll cart and when he reached their table he began to set things down. 

"Your meals are served." 

Sukuna and Makima smiled as they began to eat their food. Sukuna did have to say that Tomahawks were the best. It was tender, moist, perfect Medium Rare, perfectly seasoned and it paired well with his Whiskey.'

The potatoes and other sides paired well with it making this date worth it. Not only was he out with a dangerous Devil, he was eating a good meal. As he cut a piece of his Tomahawk he glanced up at Makima who seemed to slowly enjoy her meal. 

They weren't in a rush so there was no reason to act like a slob so he just did the same. Eventually, they finished everything off including their drinks, but Makima as a Devil and he as a Curse user had an extremely high tolerance for any alcohol or drug. 

When they finished, they both split the tab and they even tipped 20% even if they knew all the employees were Government agents. Once they finished, he reached his hand out to Makima. 

This time, they didn't try to crush each other's hands and they walked out together. As they were walking he spoke up. 

"Do you know what is my life long wish?" 

"What?" 

"To always live my life to the fullest, fight who I want, do what I want, when I want with no one to leash me. Not the Government, not the Devils, and not you. But that is exactly what you want, an equal, someone that can just say no, right?" 

Makima nodded. 

"It is, my lifelong wish is to find someone to stay by my side forever." 

"I suppose you found a candidate." 

As he said she let go of his hand and hugged his arm. 

"Are you saying you don't want to me my special someone?" 

He smirked. 

"I can be that special someone, but there is one issue with that and you won't like it one bit. If I tell you, we might end up fighting to the death right now?" 

Makima squinted her eyes wondering what it was. 

"Is it Delta?" 

He smiled.

"She might as well be my pet and servant, and that includes other things. If I accept you, I ain't getting rid of her. I can't be tied down by anyone." 

 Makima let go of his arm before smacking him arm. She didn't attack him, but that was better than he would have thought. Just as they began to walk down an ally way, someone rushed in and blocked their way. 

He pulled out a large knife and pointed at them. 

"Alright, rich fucks, hand over your wallets." 

Makima and Sukuna looked at the knife he was using and the guy himself before looking at each other. Both of them pointed their hands forward at him before they executed him. 

"Bang." 

"Dismantle." 

In seconds he exploded into a shower of gore splashing Makima and Sukuna in blood. Makima looked down at herself as this was a new dress. 

"I liked this dress." 

Even Sukuna was annoyed right now as this was a new suit. Then again, it was going to get bloody anyway so it wasn't that big a deal. He wiped his face clean before turning to Makima who was doing the same. 

"Guess we should be more careful with that. Now my new suit has junkie blood on it." 

Makima felt the same. 

"I know a guy who can get the blood out. On another note, I don't share." 

He smirked. 

"Neither do I." 

Rather than start arguing, they both began to prepare to leave. The Shadows began to roll up to envelop him while Mice began to swarm Makima. 

"Later Makima, try not to miss me too much." 

Now, in an annoyed mood, Makina didn't answer as they both teleported away. When Sukuna appeared in his house he saw something funny. Kobeni was taped to the ceiling while Delta was snoring on the floor with the dogs. 

When Kobeni saw him she smiled wryly. 

"Help." 

He reached up and began to unstick her. As for Delta, she opened her eyes when she sensed his presence. 

"Master is back." 

"That I am and Tokyo isn't a crater." 

Once he got Kobeni off the ceiling he set her down. 

"How did you get taped to the ceiling?" 

Kobeni glanced at Delta who was hugging Sukuna and rubbing her face on his broad chest. 

"I took a nap and woke up on the ceiling."

Delta giggled as she looked at him with shining eyes. 

"It was funny." 

He chuckled as it was pretty funny. 

"Hilarious, now excuse me while I go take a shower. This blood is trash." 

Delta licked some off her face that got on her from hugging him and she started to spit. 

"GROSS!" 

"I know." 

As he went up stairs to take a shower, Makima was doing the same and getting a hot bath ready. When she thought back to her date with Sukuna, it had almost been perfect then the end ruined it. 

She didn't want to share, but it wasn't like Sukuna was the obeying type. He did what he wanted and wouldn't take no for an answer. She could try to take out her competition, but then Sukuna would try to kill her. 

'What to do?' 

She didn't have an answer so she enjoyed her bath to clear her head. Her relationship with Sukuna was not going to be easy, but that was just expected when one called himself The King Of Curses.