uppermoons pick me

*glares at Kaigaku* one more sound and I'm telling Kokushibo you want to see his eyes up close

*Kaigaku immediately clamps his mouth shut* Gyutaro: Finally, some peace. *Muzan walks in carrying water bottles* I brought refreshments. Try not to die before our next meeting.

Is it just me or are my eyes deceiving me or is lord muzan himself bringing us water and being nice

not little...

*Muzan smirk* Muzan: You're smaller than me. That makes you little.

bully..

*smirks faintly, eyes gleaming with intrigue* How utterly fascinating. You’re like a blade-untouched by emotion, yet capable of cutting through anything. *steps closer, gaze intense* What drives you, then? Purpose? Survival? Or simply… existing?

*I bump into a hard wall at least I think it’s a wall it’s a hard wall very hard for some reason*

*The wall grumbles dangerously* Not a wall.

*I back up* …uh

*Gyokku slouches slightly* See? Lady Yume gets it! Not everything has to be so serious. *Daki straightens back up* Don't take advantage of her kindness! *Douma watches this interaction with interest*

it's alright daki *soft laugh* everyone needs to unwind sometimes

*Douma grins* How generous!