𝓶𝓾𝔃𝓪𝓷 𝔁 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻
❝Lift your head (Y/N), ❞ he said smoothly.
You looked up to see him staring down at you with a slight smirk.
❝Are you sure you're not starting something you can't finish?❞
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to kibutsuji, time is like a ticking bomb. he'...
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A few days passed and you heard nothing at all. Your husband and the upper moons were no where to be found and it worried you immensely.
Muzan had told you it would be done quickly. He had said it wouldn't take long.Why then did it seem like time was frozen?
You hoped he was okay.
You sat in a chair impatiently as you stared out the window. The sun was setting and the world was becoming dark. Your anxiety peaked at the thought of them not coming back.
If Muzan never appeared again...what would you do?
"Lady (Y/N)."
You jumped at the voice that came from behind you. You immediately turned around to see who it was. Nakime sat behind you. She held her biwa firmly.
"You're being summoned."
No further words were said.
At the snap of a finger, you were no longer in the manor. Your eyes fluttered softly looking around.
...
You were surrounded by people you didn't know.
This was strange.
...
You really didn't recognize anyone here.
What you did know, however, was that these people were in fact demons and that they noticed you were the odd one out.
"Who's this? A human?" a green haired man spoke as he slowly walked towards you.
Your eyes looked up at the man and his tall crooked figure. His waist was skinny and weak looking, his yellow scary eyes gazing at you peculiarly.
"Ah!" a softer voice came from behind you, "Is there actually a human in the fortress?"
You looked over your shoulder seeing rainbow eyes.
The man smiled at you.
You shivered.
You really didn't know any of these people. Why did Ms Nakime transport you among this lot?
You looked around once more trying to see any familiar faces when you suddenly found one.
"Sir Akaza."
Akaza looked up slowly.
Your eyes connected.
He gave a nod of acknowledgment before looking away.
The blonde-haired man rushed over to the shorter one, "You know this woman?" Douma asked in full interest.
He wrapped his hand around his shoulder, "Who is she?"
Akaza didn't respond, simply pushed Douma's hand off his shoulder and walked a metre away from him.
On your left, a man with six eyes watched you from afar not bothering to say a word. His appearance made you feel a bit uncomfortable but seeing as he wasn't approaching you or talking, you found his presence less supernatural.
