Beneath Sukuna's composed expression, Kamiyado's face flushed a brilliant red. His fair, delicate fingertips were twisted together, and his entire demeanor radiated absolute helplessness.
"Ah... this... I, I don't know how..."
Sukuna's expression shifted slightly, and that familiar, aggrieved look—devoid of any outward emotion—made its second appearance of the night.
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