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Hostile Pt.2 | {KokuZan}

Theme: Angst+Little Fluff

Note: Guys don't kill me bc the fluff part isn't KokuZan fluff 💀

Previously:

Suddenly finding the urge to talk, Kokushibo said, "...You betrayed me.. You were.. you were lying the whole time."

Muzan laughed, a cold, fake sound. "And? Since when was I anything but hostile?"

Kokushibo felt his heart drop and he went still, barely breathing. Muzan dismissed this and stepped back a little, motioning to Nakime to bring him up to where she sat at her platform. 

"You see, this relationship nonsense is something only humans must interact with. Because it's weak. It's insignificant. I shouldn't have agreed to it in the first place. And besides, love isn't something.. real. It's people wishing they were important and so they choose to do this so called thing called 'love,' but it really is nothing but a flaw in human nature. People are blinded by their wants and so they convince themself they're important to this person. Because if they're not important to someone they'll throw themself off a bridge—which they do if it turns out the other person clearly doesn't care. Some people are gullible and go along with this feeling of importance, just because it makes them feel important as well, but really they're not. They're just small things in this whole universe. They're not the center of the world like they like to think they are. Clearly you must've been hanging around humans too long with your disguises because in all your—nearly—500 years of living, you still haven't grasped that love is nothing but a lie. And if you still believe it, then maybe this will teach you a lesson that it's nothing you should be focusing on. Absolutely nothing. Understood?" Muzan asked, his arms crossed, as he stared down at Kokushibo. 

His speech was met by an eerie silence as Nakime didn't dare to move and Kokushibo was stunned silent. Muzan sighed and shook his head disapprovingly. "I suppose words will not do well, now. Nakime," he said, snapping. 

Nakime nodded, as if she'd rehearsed it many times, and plucked the strings of her biwa, teleporting both Muzan and Kokushibo to one of the other rooms in the Infinity fortress. She sighed deeply once the two were gone and her body relaxed—though she hadn't even realized how tense it had been before. 

For one thing, she partially agreed with Muzan given how bad of an experience she'd had in the past with her husband as a human. But for another, she couldn't help but pity Kokushibo who definitely didn't deserve any of this. Despite what her opinions were, though, if she didn't stand on Muzan's side who knew what he might do.

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Muzan and Kokushibo stood face to face in a large white room. There was one item in it, a single table—blindingly white just as the walls of the room were. The two demons stuck out like sore thumbs in this room as they stared at each other, unmovingly. The silence was unbearable but Kokushibo didn't want to be the one to break it, so he waited. Finally, Muzan spoke, moving to one wall as he did. "You are going to stay in this room until I'm sure you've learned your lesson."