The life of Uppermoon 7 changed when a meeting with her Master resulted in her becoming his babysitter? This book is a collection of our Pocket-Sized Demon King, Kibutsuji Muzan.
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"Go on" He answered, slightly irritated, as he was currently struggling.
"Are you sure you don't require my assistance?" The demoness asked, worried about the struggling progenitor.
"Don't look down on me, Y/N. I'll end you once I'm back to normal." Muzan spoke with his usual venomous tone.
She fell silent as she walked the disheveled state of the progenitor, struggling to write down the results of his experiment as he was visibly irritated.
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She sighed, knowing that the progenitor can never be considerate or atleast ask for help.
"Muzan-sama, I just want to help you. You are quite troubled."
"If you say one more word I will ma-!!"
What happened, you may ask? Well, the stubborn progenitor fell down. On the table. Face flat.
Apparently, the pencil had slipped from his grasp, and he stepped on it, rolled and the next thing we know, his face is flat like a tortilla.
"Muzan-sama, are you alright? See, this is why I was asking you let me help."
Muzan groaned in anger as rubbed his nose with teary eyes, 'That actually hurt...'.
She let out another sigh, full of disappointment as she picked up the 'fallen soldier' from the back of his shirt.
"?! Y/N WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?! PUT ME DOWN THIS INSTANT!!' Muzan shouted as he struggled.
But the Uppermoon had seen enough. With an angry glare, she told him. "I believe you should quietly sit down and let me sort this mess out."
Muzan slightly sweat-dropped at the sudden change of tone and stopped his struggle for freedom.
Y/N placed him down on a pile of books and fixed his disheveled hair and clothes while Muzan sat silently like a obedient child who knows that if he did something wrong, he might get his ass whooped real bad.
"Now I'm going to ask you some things and I want you to co-operate, Muzan-sama."
"Whatever."
"Thank you, now please tell me do you have some extra papers in your office?"
"Do you think you're in a position to order me?"
"Muzan-sama, I apologize but, you and I both know that indeed I am in a such a position currently. I would really appreciate if you answer me straight forward."
"Papers are kept in the second drawer over there."
"Alright, also may I know if you have some threads and needles here? Oh! And also a small blade or anything sharp?"
"At the rightmost corner of the room, there is a small cabinet which has all the useless things that you require."
"Thanks. Now, please sit here and don't move. I will be back in a few minutes."
"...."
'Nakime, remind me to dispose of her the day I turn back to my previous self. This is an order.'
'As you wish, Muzan-sama.'
Meanwhile, the demoness was still working on her little crafts project, slightly giggling due to the idea she got.
After a while she placed her finished work in front of the mini progenitor.
"What is this?"
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"This is your new 'Experiments Journal', Muzan-sama! And also, a pencil which won't result in you getting injured!" She exclaimed proudly.
Turns out, she had cut the papers into a suitable size, stacked them and stitched them together to form a small notebook. For the pencil, she shaved all of the wood off of the pencil and broke the lead to a suitable size.
Muzan looked at the mini stationery item, then towards the Uppermoon and then back to the notebook. 'I got a scolding for this?'
He then silently started writing the results of his experiment, leaving the demoness dumbfounded.
"Muzan-sama."
"What?"
"No 'thank you' or anything?"
"I never asked for your help so no."
"You know that currently, If I wish, I can throw you down the platform into the depths of the infinity fortress, right?"
Muzan then turned to face the Uppermoon, and with a very annoyed and frustrated smile, said
"Thank you Y/N, I can't imagine what would've happened to me if you weren't around"
"You're welcome, Muzan-sama!"
'I'd have killed you right this instant, if it weren't for my powers weakening!'
And with that, Muzan continued to work on his experiments while Y/N looked over him, all while being proud of her achievement of getting a 'thanks' from the progenitor.
