[21] Muzan Kibutsuji

With his thoughts swirling in his mind, Muzan recalled the figure of his mother through blurred memories. She was the one who had unfortunately passed away, leaving him dependent on his doctors.
Without a mother, his father was furious with Muzan; of all his children, Muzan was the sickest, serving as a horrific contrast to the wealthy, high-class facade his father maintained with so many wives, concubines, and children who promised to leave a strong lineage.
The only thing his father did for him, in a desperate attempt to make Muzan a "normal" son and not a bedridden invalid, was to force him to marry. They took the most beautiful woman they could find and paired her with Muzan.

—What do you want? Leave.

You were lying on Muzan's futon while he lay beneath the sheets. The wedding rings were the only connection they shared, no matter how much you tried to get him used to your presence. He was simply so angry with his life that he didn't want you in it.

—I don't need your pity.