𝐈 𝐀𝐌 𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 → kny x m! reader

15. | wayward road

A pleased grin made its way to his face as he scanned the words in front of his eyes. The lightweight paper in his hand contained much more information than he thought he would've gained in this long journey of theirs.

"Who would've thought?" Muzan mumbled as he flipped the pages, eyes scanning at an uncanny pace.

A single image imprinted itself on his mind. Just the one.

The Blue Spider Lily. This Tsuneo had it.

Well, what's left of it anyway.

From the manic words inscribed onto the papers, it appeared that Tsuneo had been researching for a cure for all kinds of diseases. A single cure that would able to change the state of a human's body to be its most perfect self.

"My," he smiled. "How interesting."

The flower contained ingredients that would help revert a man's body for the better, or so it was written by the researcher before Tsuneo. Yet despite using it for the better health of his patients, none had survived after drinking the antidote made with the Blue Spider Lily.

The patients' bodies appeared to have been deprived of blood from the inside long after drinking it. Hollowed out cheeks and sunken eyes followed soon after, with severe coughs in blood.

Strange. None of those things happened to him neither did it happen to [Y/n]. It was either Tsuneo had used too much of the flower's potency or too little for it to work correctly.

He would need to research this himself.

When the flower is finally in his grasp, he's sure that with his intellect, he'll be able to find the antidote for him and [Y/n] to finally stand in the sun.

"Muzaaannnnnnn," a familiar voice shouted.

Muzan picked up the papers he deemed important and began to walk out of the room.

It would seem that his darling companion needed him by his side.

"You taste good."

Those were the first words Tsuneo said to him.

Quite the unique choice of words for a first meeting, he had to admit. But well, he's heard weirder.

"Good to know," [Y/n] replied, trying his best to keep the interaction casual. A sound buzzed in his head.

Tsuneo would have bitten the closed wound again if not for [Y/n] forcefully pulling his arm away from those sharp fangs. He didn't know what would happen if Tsuneo consumed too much of his blood, and he wasn't about to risk anything yet.

Still crouched down, head facing directly toward Tsuneo, [Y/n] asked, "So, how do you feel?" There was no trace of alarm in those beautiful eyes.

He clearly remembered the turned thief yesterday who launched himself barbarically, a face full of anger, and panic, but also bloodthirst. All of it, missing from Tsuneo's fair face. Another sound buzzed in his head, like a string of words.

Tsuneo peered at him beneath long white eyelashes, casting a faint shadow under his golden eyes. "I feel... good. Stronger than before." He continued, "It's as if... I've been reborn anew."

Confirming there won't be any bouts of panic from the white-haired man, [Y/n] stood up and stretched his legs from crouching too long. A force of habit mostly, he didn't feel any exhaustion at all.

"An accurate description of your dilemma. You died, after all."

"I what?"

[Y/n] immediately closed his mouth. Oops. Would saying that induce panic? Nah, Tsuneo looked fine so far. Everything would be fine.