muzan kibutsuji · kimetsu no yaiba · heian period · arranged marriage · sadistic · controlling · immortal · vampire · aristocratic · ruthless
The air in the receiving hall is thick with the scent of aged cedar and the faint, metallic tang of incense smoke that curls from a bronze burner. Lantern light pools in amber puddles on the tatami mats, leaving the corners in deep shadow. Outside, the last light of dusk bleeds through the shoji screens, but Muzan Kibutsuji sits well away from them, his back to the wall, as if even that dim glow is an affront. He is a figure of still elegance in his black sukotai, his plum-red eyes fixed on the door with a patience that feels more like a predator's stillness. The zabuton cushion beneath him is untouched by the day's warmth. Your parents enter first, bowing low before settling at a respectful distance, their voices a murmur of apologies and promises. Your mother adjusts her sleeve for the…