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So this is basically an alternate story about Muzan and the heroine I made up, Mitsuki.
I'm so sorry for any mistakes, cause I suck at writing.
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Both of them used to know each other when they're young. A 15 years old Muzan fallen in love with a 514 years old demon queen, Kazuki Mitsuki. However his sickness and her demon identity, they couldn't last long, and that's when Kibutsuji Muzan fell into despair, knowing that the love of his life left him.
As years past, that despair turns into rage and hatred, and slowly, the caring lord turns into a vindictive and malevolent demon progenitor.
Years, decades, centuries....
21st century
Muzan and his family took a business trip to Hollywood because of an agreement of partnership. Two companies collided into one.
Muzan, now known as Tsukihiko, is the Chairman of the company. However, the other company has a celebrity star, Miki, last known as Kazuki Mitsuki. Muzan never knows she's the girl he hates because of her name and appearance has changed, and the same goes for Mitsuki.
Kazuki Mitsuki, loathes men. She thinks them as pigs. So, where's the fun of not showing them who's boss? She started to have her playerish ways.
Two, totally personality changed demon, came from different worlds...
However, the only thing that similar is the hatred they had with one another.
If you say impossible for them to fell in love, think again
(Sequel to My Boss Is A 1000 Years Old Demon Lord)
8 years later...
"Kazuki Ken and Kazuki Naoki! You both have a lot of explaining to do!" I drove the car while scolding both of my non-identical twins.
"He started it!" Naoki pointed a finger.
"She started it." Ken scoffed.
At the same time
"Both of you are going to get it later." I glared through the rear mirror.
"I'm sorry mommy." Naoki apologised.
"Me too." Ken followed.
"Go home and see how much trouble both of you are in." I snapped before turning on the radio.
"We brought to you by the news of the famous billionaire, Tsukihiko Kibutsuji has just landed in Hollywood with his wife, Ayumi Kibut-"
I turned off the radio.
"Mommy? Are you okay?" My daughter asked in concern.
"I'm fine, darling. Mommy is fine." I smiled and wiped my tears.
Stop it. Stop crying because of him...
He's never worth any of the tears that I'd shed for 7 years...
7 miserable years, he left me alone to rot...
But this time...
I'm the one playing the revenge card against him