Translations

violentometer [MuzDou] (R +18)

A silver-haired man and an albino stared into each other's eyes, it seemed like love at first sight.

The red-eyed boy decided to take the first step by proposing to the adult who quickly reciprocated his feelings.

And here we find ourselves, eighteen years later.

A rainbow-eyed man of barely thirty-five years old was preparing breakfast for his four children and his husband.

The 16-year-old twins Gyutaro and Ume.

The cheerful 9-year-old Enmu.

Little baby Rui, barely one year old.

And his husband, Muzan Kibutsuji, 41 years old, who came out already dressed in his suit and briefcase in hand.

"Good morning, honey, I'm almost done with breakfast." The silver-haired boy in the bun and pastel pink apron smiled happily.

-Anyway, I'm sure the toast will be burnt like yesterday.- The albino responded with disinterest, opening the newspaper.

-S-Sorry, Rui woke up a little later and I got distracted by breastfeeding him. But these are already perfect as always.- He clarified the maid serving the toast, and then beginning to distribute it, leaving two on the four plates. At the same time the coffee maker began to ring announcing that the contents were ready, so he quickly went to turn it off and begin emptying the contents into the four cups.

-Every day you are slower, each pregnancy makes you more clumsy. I think I should hire a maid.- The red-eyed man spoke, making Douma sigh sadly and walk to put the empty coffee pot in its place.

-Father, you have been like this with dad for a week now.- Gyutaro began.

-Yes, what fly bit you?- Ume continued.

-Dad always does everything while you sit and watch.- Enmu finished.

Muzan frowned in annoyance as he saw his four children, including Rui, frowning at him.

-Don't be stupid, it's a little joke, right Douma? - He asked he husband, extending a hand towards him.

-Yes, honey.- The youngest smiled sweetly, sitting on his lap. - It was just a joke, you know that your father always jokes like that.-

(2)

The rainbow-eyed boy finished preparing the lunch boxes while listening to TV and Rui was in a special baby backpack hugged to his chest.

The silver-haired man was smiling happily, giving his baby kisses on the cheeks when he began to babble and point to the television behind his father.

When he turned around, the rainbow-eyed boy smiled tenderly when he saw a rattle in the shape of a white spider that, when he shook it, made noise and the spider's red eyes lit up. -You liked that toy, didn't you?-

Seeing the baby nod, he smiled tenderly. -Then we will go buy it in the afternoon.- Little Rui babbled, laughing happily while applauding.

-Where do you think you're going? - The albino asked seriously behind his back with a hoarse voice.

-AHH!- The maid shouted scared, jumping up and down, seeing His husband. -I didn't see you arrive, darling. Rui liked a baby toy on television and wanted to go buy it.-

-No.- He answered bluntly.

-Why not?- He asked, pouting.-

-Surely you're going to go around and spend more money on those artificial flowers that you like to put all over the house or some cactus.- He rolled his eyes.

"Well... I'll just buy the toy then, don't spend so much money on me." He smiled sadly, resting his chin carefully on Rui's head, pouting.

-Don't be exaggerated, just buy a little flower and that's it.- The albino commented as he took his wallet out of his briefcase.

-And a flower crown? - He asked with a pout.

If you give me a kiss maybe yes.- He responded, handing her a bill. Douma smiled, covering Rui's eyes with both hands as she stood up and sweetly kissed her husband's lips, who with his free hand held him by the mouth and inserted his tongue, making the kiss passionate.

The silver-haired man gasped in surprise, trying to keep up, when they suddenly heard. -Dad?-

Douma quickly separated between low gasps with a small

A trickle of saliva dripping down his chin, watching his three eldest children in surprise with a grimace of disgust and a faint blush.

He turned to look at her husband who licked his lips, putting the bill in the back pocket of his shorts and cleared his throat, grabbing his hands. three lunch boxes as he approached the twins and the five years. -To the car, now. They have to go to school and garden.-