So...you as a reader Y/n are in the world of demon slayer and put in different stories in this book. 𝔀𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓭𝓸?
-𝕽𝖊𝖈𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝖕𝖔𝖘𝖙𝖘
-𝔯𝔢𝔮𝔲𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔰 (CLOSE)
-𝔰𝔦𝔱 𝔟𝔞𝔠𝔨 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔢𝔫𝔧𝔬𝔶
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"Is she okay?! Please tell me that she's okay?!" Muzan exclaimed worriedly and looked at your now weak body. "I'm sorry, my lord...I don't know what's exactly wrong with the princess but I'll try to figure it out." One of the weaker demons said while Muzan grabbed onto both of her shoulders. "Then do it FASTER! I don't want to see her suffering like this!" The weaker demon bowed down and left the room, terrified. Muzan then went over to his table and slammed his fists into it. "If you can't find out what's wrong with her...then I'll do it myself."
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Muzan said angrily while turning to Douma who was holding your hand tightly. "You...she hangs out with you all the time...what did you do to my daughter?" Muzan approached Douma and glared down at him. "My lord?! I-I would never do anything to hurt her! I love her so much...please don't accuse me of doing such a thing..." He said sadly as Muzan sighed. "Whatever...I'm leaving to find out what is wrong with Y/n. You better look after her when I'm gone." And with that, he left to find a cure for your sickness.
"My lady?! Please tell me you're not gonna die! I don't know what happened..." Douma exclaimed while taking your hand. "Shut up...I'm not gonna die, you idiot...I've just been vomiting and feeling sick frequently..." You said in a weak voice. "M-my lady, a-are you pregnant...? You're showing a lot of signs that you are." Douma said worriedly as you rolled your eyes. "Of course I'm not pregnant! Demons can't get pregnant! I thought you're smart enough to know that by now!" You said in an annoyed voice. "I-if you say so, my lady...if you're ever pregnant, then I'm ready to be a father." He said sweetly. "Pfft! You? A father?! You gotta be joking! You're easily gonna be the worst father figure alive!" You laughed as he looked down sadly. "Fine...I'm sorry, but that's the literal truth!" You were giggling for a few seconds until you looked sick.
"M-My lady?! A-are you okay?! You don't look good..." He patted your back while looking at you with worry in his eyes. You then threw up on him while tears formed in your eyes. "M-My body hurts...and I'm sorry for throwing up all over you...that was not very appropriate of me..." You said weakly while laying back down on the bed while he gave you a reassuring smile. "No, no, it's fine, my lady! I have plenty of clothes back at home! I can change later! I just want you to feel better..." He said while he helped you lay back on your bed. "Can you go back to your cult, Douma...? I don't want anyone in my room at the moment...I want to rest." You said while Douma nodded. "I understand, I'll come back in a few hours." He smiled and left the infinity fortress.
