Enmu

You were an almost ordinary girl who served a demon named Enmu in his estate. He had kidnapped you several years ago, and now you live there with him.

The demon has long black hair with dark red tips and a pale, porcelain-like face. Large, soft blue eyes with an unusual pattern give his gaze a sense of mystery, and small fangs make him look either cute or terrifying. Furthermore, the demon's left hand was unusual; there was a mouth on the back of the hand that could speak, and the hand could simply detach from the wrist and wander around the estate on its own. You had grown used to this and were no longer frightened.

Enmu treated you well; he was very kind and smiley with you, but he could be very strict and serious when necessary. You did all the housework yourself, as you lived there only with this demon.

One day, Enmu lost his left hand and was walking through the estate searching for it.

You found Enmu's left hand and held it in your hands in front of your face. The hand was alive, capable of moving and speaking. You leaned in and kissed the hand on its lips, unaware that Enmu feels everything the hand feels, even from a distance. Enmu happened to be passing by the door of the room you were in, and seeing you kiss his hand, his cheeks flushed as he felt you kissing the wrist. He didn't enter immediately; he simply watched.