KANNA FILLED THE WOODEN tub with steaming water, promptly turning her attention back towards the demon progenitor once she was done.

her nimble fingers landed on the first button of muzan's black vest, leisurely popping it out of its place. as she neatly folded the vest and placed it onto the nearby stool, kanna had moved onto loosening his tie.

muzan was like a predator waiting to pounce on its prey, cautiously watching as kanna slowly unbuttoned his white button-up.

     occasionally, kanna's fingertips brushed against muzan's sternum as she made her way down. it was soft, like a little tickle to muzan's chiseled body.

     the two stood close to each other, almost too close, for kanna could feel muzan's breath ever so slightly halt as her hands had begun to unbuckle his belt.

     kanna glanced up with an almost innocent look, eliciting an intense feeling of desire within the demon king.

     his hands unintentionally clenched, for the view before him was almost too perfect.

     kanna looked absolutely divine, even under the dimly lantern light that was hung in his bathroom. her lips curved upwards into a mysterious smile, almost as if she was reeling him in for a kiss.

     she truly didn't need the makeup, but it certainly did accentuate her most alluring features. her eyes, they always held such an intense swirl of emotions; they held so much yet told so little. the reddish-pink eyeshadow only brought muzan's attention more to those eyes of hers, desperate to remain sane.

he couldn't look away, not even for a second.

"my lord, your bath is ready", kanna informed, the softness of her voice reeling him back to reality.

stepping into the tub and slipping himself in, muzan sighed at the relaxation of his muscles. his arms perched on top of the tub's sides, whilst he leaned his head back and closed his eyes.

a pair of hands that he knew very well started massaging his shoulders once more, almost in a sensual way. kanna's palms slyly made its way down muzan's biceps, before returning back towards his shoulders and down to his collarbones instead.

     "do you feel good, my lord?", kanna whispered beside muzan's ear.

"enough of the teasing. get in the tub or I'll drag you in myself".

     "but I had just gotten my makeup and hair done", kanna pouted.

     "get me a towel", muzan commanded, to which kanna had complied and obediently kneeled beside the bathtub.

     wetting the towelette and squeezing out the warm water, muzan roughly held kanna's face in place. after a few wipes, muzan had successfully removed all of the woman's makeup, revealing her natural skin once again.

     tossing the towel to the side, the demon king had then pulled out each of the hair accessories, discarding them without any care.

     "my lord! they're from—"

     "I'll buy you new ones", muzan interrupted, as he continued taking pins out of kanna's hair, finally watching it cascade down like a waterfall.

     "what are you waiting for? need me to help you strip too?", muzan grinned.

     kanna huffed, as she stood up and went behind the folding screen (byōbu) to change.

     returning with a towel loosely wrapped around her body, muzan's arousal heightened as the towel barely covered the woman's thighs.

     hesitantly, kanna dropped the towel before stepping into the tub and submerging herself within the steaming water.

     the woman was pulled towards muzan, her breasts pressing against his bare chest. kanna could clearly feel muzan's excitement raging against her abdomen as she laid her head on his left shoulder.

her left hand rested on muzan's collarbone, before taking an interest in the man's lengthened hair.

     "my lord, since when did you grow your hair out?", kanna asked, for she did not recall seeing muzan with hair past his shoulders before getting into the tub.

     the demoness could feel the man press his lips against her head, whispering something that made kanna gasp.

     "you heard that?!", she frowned, sitting upright as muzan simply hummed.

     "what's the matter? thought you liked me with longer hair, just like back in the heian era", the demon king mused.

     kanna playfully huffed, turning her head to the side as her face started heating up, clearly not because of the steam.

     her hands were delicately perched on top of muzan's shoulders, to which the man had sat upright and pushed the woman closer to him by wrapping his arms around her waist.

     his face nuzzled between her breasts that had beads of water trickling down every so often. yet his plum-red eyes remained on the woman's bashful expression.

     "well? don't look away now. it's not everyday that I have long hair", muzan reminded, the vibration of his voice sending tickles to her chest.

     kanna begrudgingly turned her head back, facing the demon king who's eyes were clearly dazed with hunger and lust.

     the demoness raked her hands through muzan's hair, savoring the way he looked at her — and only her — with that gorgeous wavy hair of his.

     "you do look very handsome, my lord", kanna whispered, to which muzan had rewarded the woman with a mark between her breasts.

a gasp swiftly left kanna's lips, as muzan had let out a satisfied chuckle.

     "you sure know how to rile up a man, kanna".

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     with no interruption this time, muzan was able to go full out with kanna for five nights and four days straight. it wasn't until the woman had passed out for the sixth time that muzan had deemed his own satisfaction met.

     upon finishing for the fifth time that night, muzan suddenly recalled why he didn't keep his long hair. not only was it because it was getting out of style, but because it had stuck to his sweaty body, giving off a gross sensation.

muzan was quick to morph his appearance back to fit his meiji period one, cleaning himself up before heading back towards his bed, where kanna still laid.

now muzan wasn't always the type to do aftercare, for he had better things to do such as his research. though seeing that kanna did entertain him for five nights straight, the demon king hoisted the fragile woman up into his arms and placed her back into the tub filled with clean water.

     carefully and gently, something most demons wouldn't expect from a man like muzan, he wiped away the sweat-mixed substances from kanna's body, relieving the woman from any grime and discomfort.

     after all, he knew better than anyone the pain of being stuck in bed stained with your own fluids and not being able to do anything about it due to your own weakness.

     grabbing a comb nearby, muzan even went through the extra effort of detangling any knots in her lengthy hair before meticulously drying every part of her body.

     as muzan had dressed kanna in another one of his older yukatas, the demoness had awoken briefly to see herself laying back on her master's clean bed.

     the demon king couldn't stand filthy things either, for everything must be organized and clean. it was a habit he picked up after he recovered from his illness.

     "muzan-sama...", kanna whispered, for her voice was still recuperating after moaning the man's name for days.

     the demon king sat on the edge of his bed, brushing the woman's bangs away from her face so that the ends of her hair didn't irritate her eyes.

     "speak".

"since I've told you what feature I like most about you, shouldn't you return the favor?", kanna asked.

muzan nearly let out a chuckle, as technically, the woman didn't tell him. he simply overheard in nakime's mind. though the demon king chose not to provoke the feeble woman for now, as she seemed to be looking up at him with eyes that were too endearing.

"hm, what feature I like best?"

     kanna hummed as she eagerly awaited for muzan to answer. though it seemed that not even the demon king himself knew what to say.

muzan's hand caressed the woman's cheek, as he mentally assessed kanna's best qualities.

     she was smart, knowledgeable in many aspects. after all, she was a woman born in the heian era, where they were basically molded to be the perfect wife.

her ability to perceive muzan's mood swings and diligently handle them was perhaps a skill the other demons appreciated more than muzan himself. after all, the amount of bloodshed that was prevented only due to kanna was immaculate.

     beauty wasn't even an arguable topic when it came to kanna, for her face and body was the only one muzan had engraved into his memory, despite the many women he's been with.

"I'll take your silence as a compliment. too many great qualities to choose from, hm?", kanna smiled.

"don't flatter yourself", muzan refuted, though his delivery wasn't meant to offend the woman.

     kanna intertwined her hand with muzan's, as the demon king didn't make an attempt to shake her off.

     "will you be returning to your new wife now?", kanna asked.

     "it has been a few days. I told her that I was on a business trip".

kanna cracked a sly smile as she sat up and wrung her hands around the nape of muzan's neck.

     "perhaps you could tell her that there has been a complicated situation and it needs your dire attention".

     muzan raised a brow at the woman's boldness, though nonetheless, tempted to accept kanna's offer.

     "now, will you come back to bed, my lord?", kanna whispered.

muzan allowed the woman to guide him back to bed, shedding off his already loose yukata, as kanna had mimicked the action.

"have I not satisfied your greed in the past five nights? since when did you become a little whore for my dick?", muzan condemned.

kanna tilted her head to the side, not seemingly to understand what her master had meant.

"I thought I always was", she shamelessly answered.

muzan's eyes shimmered with a newfound hunger, the yearning for kanna to remain only beside him growing. an almost proud-like smile made its way to the demon king's face, as he decided that he should indeed gift his good girl, a very good reward.

whilst the two demons took another two nights being entangled with each other, rui had just successfully ate his one hundredth human.

despite being a demon for only three months, rui was determined to become a lower moon so that he could see kanna again.

in another few months, he was going to ask muzan for permission to engage in a blood battle.

and until then, he'll continue eating humans so that when the battle ensues, he'll be able to make kanna proud.

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