Drip

Muzan was trying to remember this waitress. He was wondering if had heard her name before.

But he couldn't recall anything. 

When she returned this time with his order, he looked at her more closely, and finally remembered where he had seen her.

'I remember her now, she does not have a good future. Her neck is in great danger.'

Muzan thought while staring at Ozaki's neck. This sweet girl was going to break her neck in the future.

This would be how she dies. 

Ozaki was a demon slayer in the orginal story, and she would die at the hands of the spider mother.

Her death was brutal. She was full of fear before she died.

"Mister, is there something wrong?"

Ozaki blinked with a confused look on her face. 

For a second she thought Muzan was looking at her neck weridly, and was that pity in his eyes?

"Nothing, I am going to start eating. Thank you for your service."

Muzan shook his head and smiled at Ozaki. She might become a demon slayer in the future, but right now she was just a civilian.

He had nothing to fear from her. The only thing which confused him, was why she would became a demon slayer in the first place.

'Why would she join the demon slayers? She clearly likes working in here. This is her family business.'

Muzan thought while stirring the miso soup. Maybe something happened to her in the original story, which made her join demon slayers?

"Whatever"

"Her death is not my problem. She is of no use to me."

Muzan calmly watched her leave. After he remembered where he saw her, he didn't care about her anymore.

He ignored the future demon slayer and started eating his food, he will finish the food then start his training.

*Slurp*

Muzan drank some miso soup and took a bite of tempura, he chewed the food carefully.

"I can taste food, but my body can't digest it."

Muzan quickly understood he couldn't digest the food. 

Muzan didn't have to wait long to know this, because his blood demon art was body manipulation, he had total control over his body. 

He could feel that his stomach was rejecting the food.

"At least it tastes good."

Muzan shrugged and ate the remaining food. He enjoyed this meal even if he couldn't digest it.

He was the demon king and not a beast. He knew how to enjoy all kinds of food and not just raw flesh.

*Tring*

Muzan ate like this for half an hour, he peacefully enjoyed the warm atmosphere of this Tavern. And after he finished eating, he took an umbrella and left the tavern. 

He had planned to stay here longer at the first, but this place was no longer good for training.

"Sadly I have to leave."

"There are a lot of customers coming in. Someone might notice me, as I am continously burning myself by the window."

"I can't train in such a place."

Muzan shook his head. If people saw him burning in broad daylight, they would think he is a demon and demon slayers would come for him.

He didn't have time to play with the demon slayers. He wanted to seriously start training his sunlight resistance.

"Training in tavern was the safer option. But training outside like this will be risky."

Muzan came outside and took a deep breath. After coming out of the tavern he felt a slow sense of fear.

There was sunlight all around him, his only protection was this umbrella.

This was scary. One wrong step and he would die.

"How horrible."

Muzan quickly walked towards a shadowy place. His destination was a dark alley. 

*Step*

After hiding in this dark and dim alley, he felt somewhat safe.

*Fizzzz*

Only after he felt safe, he focused on his leg which was now burning. Muzan frowned with displeasure when looking at this.

When he was running to hide in this alley, a corner of his leg was exposed to the sun.

And this leg was now burning. Muzan felt the danger of death around him yet again, but he knew he had to face this.

This was his pride as a demon king, and this was an important step in training himself. So Muzan ignored the pain and took a deep breath.

*Step*

Once again he left the alley, and moved into the sun while holding his umbrella.

*Fooosh*

This time Muzan purposely exposed his hand to the sun. Time and time again, Muzan kept repeating this torturous process. He burnt and he regenerated. 

He was constantly choosing roads which had less people, and then hid inside alleyways.

Muzan did this pointless and painful training for the whole day. He hid, he suffered, he tried to adapt, and then he did it again.

He didn't stop until the sun had set completely.

When Muzan came to his senses, the surroundings were already dark. And cold nighttime wind was blowing through his face.

"I actually did it, I ignored my fear and walked around during daytime."

Muzan looked at the round moon with relief. He rubbed his hair and smiled softly. The night moon gave him such a familiar feeling.

"I still have to hide in the shadows. But from now on, I am brave enough to face the light."

Muzan was satisfied with today's training. He had proved to himself, that he had the courage to face death. Like a real demon king should have.

Muzan was in a great mood right now. 

It was finally nighttime which was his safe zone, he had also completed today's hard training, and he had tasted human food today too, it was a great day.

*Crash*

Which was why, the sudden shattering sound, and the feeling of something wet splashing on him from the sky made Muzan pause, then clench his fist with extreme anger.

*Drip*

Muzan's body was now dripping wet, someone had splashed something on him from the first floor.

*Throb*

Muzan's forehead veins were throbbing, the sheer rage he was feeling could be seen from his glowing red eyes.

"Whoever you are, I am going to kill you."

A/N

I am thinking of wrapping up my main story first ( Naruto : Hidden Cloud ), the idea is to make this story the next main series.

Until I am done with the first story, updates here will happen when I have time. But you can expect some chapters once a while.