Soulmates (Yoriichi x Muzan)

🔪☀️Chapter four☀️🔪

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Muzan opened the door and walked out of the house, he glanced at the grave with Yoriichi's wife. Muzan never understood the concept of loss, his parents never really talked to him and his demons never really meant anything to him. Akaza is the oldest but he and Muzan never spoke more than a few words to each other.

Muzan looked back at the door, from what he could see was Yoriichi was getting his stuff ready and would meet Muzan outside in a bit. Curiosity got the best of him and he went over to the grave before kneeling down by it. It was certainly a very well and carefully put together grave. The dirt pile was smooth and it had beautiful flowers around it. Muzan could tell Yoriichi really did care about his... this person.

Muzan felt a tinge of jealousy in his heart but he shook it off, there was nothing to be jealous about. Muzan wasn't going to start being jealous because of Yoriichi's late wife, the soulmate bond was doing it, it wasn't him at all. Muzan stood up straight when he heard Yoriichi coming outside. Yoriichi glanced at him from the side then continued walking down to the path.

"Wait!" Muzan quickly sped walked over to Yoriichi and walked beside him, "Where are you going?"

"Investigating anywhere I can."

"That's not a good plan, you're just going to check every demon you come across? What if they got killed by a demon slayer already?"

"I'll figure it out, and you're not coming with me."

"Not that I wanted to... but why not?"

"You're a demon, Kibutsuji. If I am caught being docile to you by a demon slayer then I will have to kill myself. It's bad enough I'm keeping you alive anyway."

"Can't you just outrun them? You're the strongest demon slayer I've met."

"I could, but I have morals."

Yoriichi stopped and grabbed Muzan's shoulders in a firm grip. "And you should to, no eating people."

"That's my only food source!"

"You can eat bad people, or people who are about to die."

"Gross, that's people with sickness or old people, you know how gross their flesh is?!"

"Be good, or the deal is off."

Muzan pushed Yoriichi off of him and glared at the man, "Fine, whatever. What am I supposed to do?"

"You don't have to help me track down the murderer, but the sooner we find them the sooner you can turn me into a demon."

Muzan crossed his arms and watched Yoriichi walk off into the trees. Muzan sighed, Yoriichi was right, all Yoriichi wanted was to get revenge and then Muzan can live freely. Well as free as he was before he met Yoriichi.

Muzan didn't know where to look, unlike Yoriichi he didn't want to just look randomly. And surely after around two days the demon would be nowhere near this area. Muzan knew that this was no demon's hunting grounds. The only town nearby was small, no demon wanted a small town that would go crazy the moment one person went, "missing."

Muzan snapped his fingers and got teleported to the infinity castle, Douma was sitting on a nearby stair eating a woman's leg. Muzan looked at him disgusted while Douma looked up at him and smiled. "Hello, Muzan-sama! Would you like some?"

Douma held out the dismembered arm to Muzan. Yoriichi said only to eat bad or on the death bed people, but did that include people who already died from someone else? Either way Muzan didn't want to share food with Douma. So he ignored the blonde and went up to his office. "Okay! It was nice talking to you Muzan-sama!"