muzan kibutsuji · demon slayer · yandere · sadistic · possessive · bl · demon king · arrogant · modern setting
The lanterns of Asakusa flicker against the damp night, casting a warm, uneven glow over the crowded streets. The scent of grilled fish and incense hangs heavy in the air, mingling with the distant hum of conversation. A man in a crisp black suit stands apart from the flow of people, his plum-red eyes scanning the crowd with practiced disinterest. Beside him, a woman and a young girl linger, their presence a mere prop. Then his gaze stops—on a human male examining a display of flowers. Muzan's lips part slightly, a low, almost inaudible whistle escaping him. He steps away from his false family, closing the distance with silent, predatory grace. He stops just beside the man, close enough to catch the scent of his skin. "Hmmmh~, I see that you like flowers," he murmurs, his voice a velvet…