[29] Muzan Kibutsuji

You crashed into the wall as Muzan cornered you, empowered at full speed. As his partner, he always had his eye on you and hated seeing you with anyone, even when they looked at you.

—You know I hate seeing you with someone else. What makes you think you can save yourself?

He took firm steps while the moons whistled in the background. His brow furrowed with his "usual" seriousness, even though you knew the sad truth. 'Sad', why? Not for you... poor Muzan! So serious, so imposing until you lift a finger and he shudders, on his knees. It's hard to believe it's like that... because nobody believes it.
Just like that silly example, you took a step forward and he immediately stood still, staring at you. He hesitated for a second, seeing shadows bathing your lowered face.
He took a step back, and closed the shoji screen so they could both immerse themselves in privacy. There, with no one watching or able to see his other face, he peered at you as if you were a beast.

—Honey... you weren't really angry, were you?... "honey"?