A/N : So the earlier chapter was a test, wanting to know what readers like and where the limits are, as you already know I don't usually write smut or this kind thing So i'm not sure.
Please don't mind. Already put the chapter which originally I intended to write. Thank for your support.
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For two long days, Sukuna had been stuck inside his house. The village was under strict curfew after Danzo's death came to light, and no one was allowed out without a damn good reason. Even the academy was closed.
At first, Sukuna tried to keep himself busy—reading, sketching seals, and practicing little exercises. But by the end of the second day, he was ready to lose his mind.
The PTSD from Covid-19 was flashing back at him. It was a certain kind of suffocation that made him feel like he was going crazy.
"This is torture," he groaned, lying upside down on his bed. "I didn't die and get reborn here just to sit around like some lazy dog."
Sakura, sitting on the floor with a book, didn't even look up. "Why even bother getting reborn in the first place? Could have saved precious resources and a miracle if only you had stayed dead…"
'Tch, this is another annoying thing about staying cooped up in a single room. I can't even talk to myself in privacy,' Sukuna grumbled. Of course, knowing Sakura, it was clear she didn't take his words seriously.
If anything, acting like this was pretty usual for him in front of her. Turning the clock back on his body also kind of resurfaced his chunibyo tendencies.
"Oh, come on Sakura, aren't you fed up with just lazing around in one place?"
"Maybe for once in your life you can sit still. The whole village is locked down, it's not like you can do anything anyway."
Sukuna flipped over dramatically. He was hesitant, but those last words from her hit the right chord in him. Hell would bend before he let right her be right.
"Of course I can. I'm sneaking out."
Sakura dropped her book. "What?! Are you insane?! You'll get caught!"
"I won't get caught," Sukuna smirked. "I'm good at sneaking. Believe it." He sent a big grin.
Sakura didn't look convinced, though.
"I need you to cover for me, though."
"No way," Sakura replied even before her own mind could comprehend what he told her. Why?
Part habit and part instinct.
She said firmly, with eyes already digging holes in him. "If you get in trouble, I'm not helping."
'Tch, this ungrateful brat. No wonder she is flat as a board. Girls need to be big-hearted for that. This annoying little girl… never.'
But even while complaining to himself, Sukuna knew that she wouldn't agree at first. If only she would, his life could have been much easier.
That was the start of Sukuna's campaign. The rest of the day he followed Sakura everywhere, poking her, teasing her, and whispering nonsense in her ear until she screamed.
At breakfast:
"Hey Sakura, if anyone asks, I'm sleeping. Remember that."
"Forget it, I'm not doing it."
At lunch:
"You sure you don't wanna help your cool brother? Think of it as sibling bonding."
"Cool brother? Where. Where is he?"
'Tch… brat.'
At dinner:
"Sakura, you know you love me, right?"
"Love you? The only reason the mirrors stay intact when you go in front of them is because you do it once a day right after washing your face. It barely makes it bearable. Otherwise, our house would go without reflective surfaces." She huffed.
That was it. How dare this brat. Just because he was asking for a favor didn't mean he'd listen to all her annoying taunts.
"Really…" Sukuna asked in a deeper voice.
"Real…. Yeeee." Before Sakura could even finish her sentence, she found herself being pulled by the hand. The force almost jolted her, making her lose balance and trip.
She fell, only to find that her landing was rather comfy compared to the cold, hard floor.
"Does that mean my Sakura-chan doesn't love her big brother anymore?" A voice rang just beside her ear, warm breath tingling her bare skin, sending a shiver down her body. his hands were winggling around near her stomach, exactly where it tingles the most.
She instinctively wanted to get up, but two strong arms wrapped around her small, slender waist like snakes.
"Suk… Sukuna Baka. What are you doing?" Flustered, she squirmed around, trying to break free, but the hands holding her were strong as iron.
"Hehehe…"
"Don't act like that, you ask for it. I was asking you with respect but you make me do it. Cearly a sigh that you don't love your Onii-chan anymore?" He teased as he slowly brought his fingers closer to her sides, sending electricity into her, the very first jolt a ticklish person felt when touched in their weak spot.
"Su… Sukuna. L-let go." Her face was turning red fast now. Holding herself back from laughing because if she did, Sukuna will attack.
"Nope," he denied playfully, opening his mouth. His canines glinted in the light."
Her body shuddered. Fingers curlings. If she let out the laugh she was done for.
He slowly got closer to her ear and blew out right into them, sending a current right through her.
"Wh-What are you…" Her body stiffened.
"Disciplining a bad girl…" he whispered right in her ear in a low voice, her face a complete tomato now. Maybe because of the strange position or because of she was holding down on her breath to stop her laugh.
"Hmm… Su-Sukuna. This is not okay." That voice was a little different than normal. She was whimpering—soft, fragile.
Seeing her not resisting suddenly, he found himself in a dilemma.
'Ah? Wait a minute? Why aren't you resisting?' He honestly panicked a little, seeing her body almost give up, her full weight pressing against him.
'Did I overdo it?' he questioned himself.
Is my sister secretly a masochist ?
But wait, isn't that word use for pain, I never heard her.
Should I say Tickichist ?
I doubt that will pass.
'…'
'Should I keep my distance from her a bit more. She is still just 8 but kids grow up faster here. I can't keep on treating her like a kid all the time I guess...' He pondered...
'Nah! It's just sibling love. It's completely fine.'
Still, he planned to stop there and annoy her again later when suddenly their mom's voice from downstairs jolted Sakura like cold water splashed over her.
"F-Fine! Fine! I'll cover for you!" she yelled, almost frightened, trying to push him off.
Sukuna grinned in victory. 'Ah, love you Mom…'
'Just don't do it again when I really bring a girl home.'
"Knew you'd see it my way. So, I'm still your Onii-chan you love, don't you?" Sukuna teased, finally letting her go—to Sakura's embarrassment and annoyance. Her face flushed with rushing blood and a laboured breath due to holding it all this time.
She groaned, dodging his eyes. "Wh-What do I even tell Mom and Dad?"
"Simple," Sukuna said. "Tell them I'm either training or sleeping. They hardly come to my room anyway."
With gritted teeth and an unwilling heart, once again Sakura was bullied by her Onii-chan into doing what he told her.
She pouted but didn't say anything, ultimately means that she agree to cover for him.
"Of more one thing." He said.
"What ?"
"This...
*Spank...
Her baby butt tiggle, leaving a snapping sound.
"Sukuna…" She threw a punch back, face red and eyes almost misty.
He barely dodged it and smiled back.
"Hehe… you were acting so cute earlier. What happened suddenly?"
"Beat him… he has wronged us. CHA…" Inner Sakura commanded, and real Sakura was happy to oblige.
With a dodgy run and an annoying grin on his face, he bolted away, leaving poor little Sakura a complete mess of nerves.
'Baka… baka… baka. Sukuna is such a Baka. He always bullies me. Shameless hentai Baka…' Sakura thrashed around, her face still red, full of embarrassment, annoyance, and anger.
She was wronged.
'Just let me grow up, I'll take revenge.'
"Baka Onii-chan."
…
Sukuna slipped into the underground bounty market the next day, mask covering his face as usual.
Sakura obediently helped him out after yesterday. Definitely not willing to go through that again.
The dimly lit hall was full of shady figures, but he walked straight to the counter where his usual contact sat.
The "Bounty Uncle," as Sukuna had started calling him, was an older man with a bald head, a half-broken pipe hanging from his mouth, and the permanent look of someone tired of life.
The moment he saw Sukuna, the man groaned. "Oh great… the brat in the mask again."
Sukuna slammed his hand on the counter. "Tch, what's with that attitude? That's no way to greet your best customer."
"You're not my best customer," the man muttered. "You're my most annoying one. Last time you came, you complained the bounty was too small. Then you complained it was too easy. Then you complained about not giving you the bounty that the man who came before you took—just because the client was a hot chick."
Sukuna crossed his arms. "I have standards. If I'm risking my life, let it be for the beauties of this world, not some smelly merchant who wants me to track down his useless missing cargo."
The man sighed and shuffled through some scrolls. "Fine, fine. What do you want this time? Someone rich? Someone dangerous? Someone who bathes?"
"All three would be nice. More so if that someone doesn't have a dick," Sukuna said smugly.
The man paused, then slid a scroll across the counter. "Here. Dangerous rogue missing-nin. Big bounty. Probably won't stink."
Sukuna picked it up and whistled. "Now that's more like it. Took you long enough, old man."
"Old man?! I'm forty-two!"
"You're bald…"
A tick mark formed on Bounty Uncle's head. "So what?"
"You look sixty," Sukuna shot back, already walking away.
The man shouted after him, "This one's a dangerous one! Don't die on me, brat!"
Sukuna waved lazily over his shoulder.
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