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【 🅼🅸🅽🅴】𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝔀𝓮𝓷𝓽𝔂 𝓮𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽

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【 🅼🅸🅽🅴】
𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝔀𝓮𝓷𝓽𝔂 𝓮𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽

It was green all around you. The hedges that were on each side of your small figure seemed to tower over you. You stood in the middle of it all taking the scenery in.

The moon above you was grand, and the clouds were quick to move across the sky in the cold breeze.

You looked around seeing multiple pathways from the point in which you stood and you found it interesting that of all the places
he could bring you, you were here in this maze.

You looked at him fascinated. You were curious as to why he had brought you here.

Muzan set out to hold your hand.

You took it.

You didn't understand how you were here in the first place. You wondered if you would understand even if he explained it to you. You figured you wouldn't and so you didn't ask.

He began to walk and so you followed him.

It seemed like it would be rather easy to get lost here but even despite that, you felt more interested than discouraged.

This was strangely intriguing.

You walked deeper in but slowed your pace when Muzan seemed to pull on your hand a bit more. You adjusted accordingly walking alongside him, your head resting against his arm as you made your way through.

"You're rather spontaneous with these events you know?"

He shook his head, "I've been meaning to do this...it just took awhile," he thought for a moment, "in fact, it's completely your fault this didn't happen earlier."

You frowned at his statement ready to protest when he spoke.

"You got yourself sick..."

Not this again.

"I didn't get sick on purpose."

"I don't know that."

You laughed a bit, "Muzan?"

His lip curled upwards, "I'm happy your safe now."

You smiled, "The more time I spend around you, the more I can't help but wonder what you're thinking."

"You already know everything about me...you've been around me for a long time."

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