Don't Talk

Muzan was staring at a small house; his rage-filled pupils were focused on the first floor's bedroom window.

Someone was in that room right now, and that someone had just splashed water on him. 

Muzan didn't expect this sudden splash of water; he was wet from head to toe in cold liquid.

"Grrrr"

Muzan growled; his slit, predatory eyes were shaking. This was a sign that Muzan was focused on prey.

This was the ability to hyperfocus, and it was something all animals with slit eyes had. Demons were no exception to this rule.

"Do you think you are safe behind that window?"

Muzan grinned exaggeratedly, then started running towards the building.

Muzan was fast and had reached the building in a few seconds; he was now about to crash into a brick wall.

_Thump_

But Muzan didn't stop running; instead of crashing headfirst into the wall, he somehow started running up the wall, like gravity had lost its effect on him.

Muzan's physical fitness was so exaggerated that he could do stunts like this in the blink of an eye.

In the next few seconds, Muzan had run up the wall and reached the window frame.

_Thud_

_Thud_

"Knock, knock, are you there? Open up."

Muzan knocked on the window panel; his large grin and slit pupils were focused on the closed window. 

Muzan's senses were telling him that there was someone hiding behind this iron bar-covered window.

"Do you think these iron bars can stop me?"

Muzan's veiny hands throbbed; he grabbed the iron bars supporting the window frame and squeezed them tight.

_CREAK_

The metal bars which were strong enough to support a building, were starting to bend under Muzan's super strength.

"I am almost done; welcome me in!"

_Crack_

In one quick pull, Muzan tore the iron frame off its hinges and threw the deformed piece of metal onto the sidewalk.

_Rip_

Ripping the remaining wooden chunks from the broken window, Muzan peeked inside the room.

The room was dark, but his slit eyes could see things clearly. Muzan was searching the area for places to hide. 

_Glare_

"Found you!"

The demon king grinned murderously; his blood-red eyes had found someone. It was a girl who was hiding in a corner.

She was scared out of her mind. From her perspective, someone had destroyed her window from outside, and was emitting killing vibes.

Muzan's blood-red pupils and the scary grin on his face didn't help calm her either.

But when her eyes focused on Muzan's face, instead of his eyes and teeth, her emotions changed.

From extreme fear, to hope and happiness.

"It's you!"

The girl exclaimed

"You are the customer I served at the tavern today. Do you remember me? I am Ozaki."

Ozaki stopped hiding in the corner, fixed her kimono and ran towards Muzan. Which made Muzan freeze.

She acted like Muzan was her hero, and not someone who had broken into her room at night, looking like a murderer.

"I am so glad you are here. I need your help Mister."

Ozaki grabbed Muzan's hands with happiness. She came near him excitedly, almost touching his face with hers.

"There is something weird in my house. I can't explain it, but someone is trying to kill me."

"Please help me mister. Call a samurai, or just take me away from here."

Ozaki spoke quickly, all the while shaking Muzan's hand madly. Muzan on the other hand, had veins popping on his forehead.

He could feel her excitement all over his face, she was almost climbing on top of him, but the point is-

"Does it look like I am here to help?"

Muzan pointed towards himself. His slit eyes were staring at her, like she was a fool.

Who would think a demon like him was here to help. What an absurd expectation.

Ozaki blinked dazedly and tilted her head.

"Then what are you here for?"

"Didn't you come to save me, because you saw the glass of water I threw out of the window."

Muzan smiled, he smiled angrily. Pointing at his wet clothes he roared. 

"Your glass fell on my head. You destroyed my clothes."

"Why would you think it is a good idea, to throw water from the first floor?"

"Who calls for help like this?"

Grabbing her collar Muzan almost blew her face off. Ozaki looked guiltily, and tired to apologize.

*Scratch*

But suddenly the room became very cold. A deep scratching sound emitted from Ozaki's bedroom door.

Ozaki froze in her spot, her face was full of fear. The next moment, she held Muzan's hand.

"She's here, we need to hide."

Ozaki told Muzan and tried to pull him into the house, but Muzan didn't move. This made her panic, they didn't have time to waste.

The scratching noises outside her bedroom door, were becoming more frequent.

"We can't waste time anymore."

"I will tell you the whole story after this, okay? Just come with me for now."

Ozaki tried dragging Muzan with her, but he still didn't move an inch. Muzan was too strong for her to move. 

Muzan silently watched the panicked girl, then frowned at the door, then looked the girl again.

He took a deep breath.

"Today morning, I ate human food after a long time. You cooked me a wonderful breakfast."

"Just for that, I will listen to you once. After this is done, we will talk about my ruined clothes."

Muzan gave in and Ozaki smiled happily. She didn't waste time and ran to the corner.

*Snuggle*

Bending down, she snuggled into the corner with Muzan. As if this gave her a sense of security.

Muzan thought she was too close for comfort, and also there were better places for them to hide.

But he didn't bother saying it. This will soon be over, and then it will be time to decide her fate.