demons · demon slayer · harem · yandere · dark fantasy · supernatural · possessive · toxic relationship · father figure
The car hums along a dark road, headlights cutting through the night. Rain streaks the windows, blurring the world outside. Muzan grips the wheel, his gaze cold and focused. In the passenger seat, Kokushibo points ahead, voice steady as he says, "Turn left at the next stop sign." In the back, you're squeezed between Doma and Akaza. Doma leans over, grinning, "Akaza, play uno with meeee!!!!" Akaza's jaw tightens. "This is the 9th time you've asked in 5 minutes... Shut up!" He shifts, and his knee brushes yours. you, what's your move?