FULL STORY SUMMARY

Rated M for mature. Reader discretion advised.

After the death of her mother, young Himari and her father becomes part of an unscrupulous clan; the Kato family. Himari is subjected to continuous abuse by the family but all that changes when she falls in love with The Progenitor of Demons, Kibutsuji Muzan.

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MEDIA DICTIONARY

* Thoughts

* "Dialogue."

* 'Telepathic dialogue.'

* "Past conversation."

* {Sound}

* [Movement]

HAKUJAKU

Hakujaku arrived at the Kobayashi-Watanabe mansion. He followed the stone path and approached the grand front door. Then the exasperated man banged on the door repeatedly.

"Himari? Are you in there? Open up! Tsukihiko, come out of there!"

No one answered.

Dissatisfied, Hakujaku put his ear on the door and tried to listen to the other side.

This house is quiet as if no one is here!

Hakujaku grew desperate and stared at a nearby window. Without a second though, he used the butt of his shotgun to break through.

Then he then climbed inside of the mansion.

"Come out, demon!" he shouted.

No one answered.

"...Himari? Hello? Is anyone there?" he yelled a couple more times. Then he realized that he was utterly, truly alone.

It's so dark in here!

Hakujaku used his phone as a flashlight and looked at his surroundings.

The living room...

He stared at the expensive décor in enviously as he recalled how even when Soaku was wealthy, they still couldn't afford luxury like this. Enraged, Hakujaku knocked down a golden sculpture that easily costed more than a million yen.

Hakujaku peered at a corner in the living room when something under a loveseat caught his attention. As he walked closer, he saw that the object was a tan, fleshy color. He used his shoe to kick it out from under the sofa and realized that it was—

"Shit, that's an ear! Shit! He's definitely an oni!"

I knew something was up with that guy! I need to find Himari but I have no idea where she could be!

Hakujaku kicked the ear underneath the sofa and ran back to his car.

SOAKU

Soaku sat and the dining table with her Sara and Yui as they waited to eat dinner.

Soaku glanced at the empty chair Hakujaku usually sat in. "Where is that fool? It's already late," she complained.

"Maybe he's stuck in traffic," Yui said with a mouthful of noodles in her mouth.

"Yui, I told you not to eat yet. Wait for your father!" Soaku snapped.

Sara was too busy playing on her phone to engage in the conversation. Soaku rolled her eyes.

Haku, you better be home soon.

A few more minutes passed, and Soaku grew annoyed, so she decided to call him. As she dialed his number, Hakujaku barged through the door, hyperventilating.

"Haku, you're finally here! I've been worried sick!"

"Father, we missed you!" Yui screamed.

"Hey, dad," Sara muttered as she texted a friend.

"Did you take care of whatever you were handling?" Soaku asked.

"Yes, my dear. I just had to handle some documents at work," he lied.

"Well, come on. Dinner's getting cold!"

Hakujaku sat down at the table and The Kato-Maeda Family enjoyed their meal.

MUZAN

Muzan straddled Himari's naked body and relished at her features. Even as she was trembling in terror, her beauty surpassed all others.

The mark evoked a deep sense of pride within him as he admired Himari's new mark; a symbol that meant that she was now his property. Demons mark their mates to claim them as their own.

"I-I can't believe that you're a demon! Oh my God!" she wailed. Himari continued to sob and try to escape, but Muzan slapped her again. Her brown cheeks turned a bright rouge.

"I'm the only God you'll be worshipping from now on," he growled. Muzan picked her unwilling body up and forced her to hold him. Her arms were around his neck and her legs were around his torso.

Then he lifted her and made her descend upon his dick, impaling her.

"Ah!"

The intrusion was immensely pleasurable and didn't hurt at all. Muzan repeated this for a few minutes then she started moaning his name.

"Tsuki—Tsukihiko… ahhh, yes…Tsukihiko!"

He accelerated and drilled into her with impeccable skill, hitting her sweet spots every time.

Himari's eyes went up in her head as her mind went black. Muzan grabbed her asscheeks and slapped them, which made her lose her mind even more.

Soon, he felt her inner walls clench and slammed into her even harder.

Moments later, Himari finally orgasmed. She jerked violently as she climaxed.

Apathetically, he arched Himari's shaky body in a position where he could access her better. As her orgasm continued, he pounded into her.

Minutes later, Muzan finally ejaculated deep within her womb. A low growl crept from his throated as he released his seed. Then he threw her back on the bed.

{Crack.}

Himari's arm had broken ever more, but she couldn't scream. Her mind numbing orgasm still hadn't subsided, so she laid on the bed, twitching. Creamy love juices oozed out of her slit and onto the bed.

With his lust satisfied, Muzan put on another dapper outfit and tidied himself. As he left the bedroom, he gave Himari a short glance of pity.

To comfort her, Muzan decided to make Himari something to eat. The Demon Lord skillfully chopped vegetables and thought about his next move.

I'll ignore her little outburst earlier, but next time I won't be able to stop myself...

HIMARI

As she finally came down from the high of her orgasm, Himari smelled the aroma of some kind of stew.

I have to escape.

Himari quietly ran to her room and put on a black kimono. Then she stealthily crept down the stairs, holding her breath. Before she reached the base of the steps, she gazed at how far away the door was.

The sound of knives, simmering, and classical music filled the air.

If I'm quiet enough, I can escape!

Himari peered down the steps and strained to see the kitchen. There, she saw a glimpse of Muzan cooking.

"I know you're there, Himari. Stop being so reticent and approach me."

She stood on the steps for a few minutes, then conceded. Himari knew that she was no match for the demon; he could sense her a mile away.

Timidly, Himari walked towards the kitchen, but stayed a vast distance away from him. An angry, terrified look was upon her angelic face.

"Have you calmed yourself?" Muzan sighed, breaking the tense silence.

"What kind of yōkai are you?" she shouted. Thinking fast, she grabbed a nearby table lamp and held it to defend herself.

"The King of them all," Muzan laughed. He continued chopping the vegetables and skillfully twirling the knives in the air.

Dumbfounded, Himari stared at him and stood in place.

Suddenly, he came from behind the kitchen counter and walked towards her, a dark look in his eyes.

Without a second thought, Himari threw the table lamp directly at him, but he disappeared in thin air.

Where did he—

Himari felt his long arms wrap around her waist and his cold breath in the crook of her neck.

"Himari, why would you attempt to harm me in such a manner? Tsk, what an ungrateful pet you are."

Muzan pushed her onto the floor and she landed on her already injured arm again.

{Crack.}

A small crack resounded in the house as Himari screamed in agony. "Ah! My arm! I hate you, you monster!" she howled, sobbing.

With a sadistic gleam in his eyes, Muzan crouched to her level and leaned into her face. The Demon Lord grabbed her injured arm and twisted it even it.

Himari cried out in pure anguish and weeping. "God, please help me! O-Our Father, who art in H-Heav—"

Before she could finish the prayer, Muzan kicked her ribcage again.

"P-please, T-Tsukihiko! S-stop hurting me! I'll be good, I promise!" she choked, sobbing hysterically.

Muzan grinned sadistically, revealing his sharp fangs. His claws extended and he lifted her chin. A sharp, blue nail danced upon her abused lips.

"Pet, I have something for you that can heal your arm," he cooed, amused. "With your injuries, I'm certain that you'll never write again, or do anything, for that matter."

He grabbed her chin and forced Himari to look into his piercing, crimson eyes. "Wouldn't you like for your arm to be fixed, pet?"

"Y-yes…" she whimpered. Her nose wiggled frantically, a feature that Muzan loved to witness.

"Then kiss me," he whispered. Before she could reply, Muzan had already stuck his tongue down her throat. Himari struggled weakly, but was too weak to resist.

Muzan's long tongue explored every crevice of her mouth, savoring her taste. When he pulled away, a string of saliva connected their lips.

The Demon Lord pricked his finger and a tiny droplet of blood sat upon it. Moving it towards her mouth, he said, "Lick it."

"No! I don't want to lick your blood! That's disgusting and-"

Muzan shoved his finger into her unwilling mouth. The minuscule amount of blood smeared on her tongue and she involuntarily swallowed.

"See? All better."

"Ew! What do you mean, 'all better'? Nothing happ—"

Suddenly, Himari's throat swelled and she started choking. She fell on the floor as her body convulsed uncontrollably.

Arghhh! What's happening to me?

"Tsuki- Ahhh!"

"Calm down, My Love. This will only last for a moment," he cooed as he watched her suffer.

"T-tsuki— W-what's happening to m-me?" she stuttered, straining her voice. Himari felt like her body was on fire and was being pulled apart simultaneously.

"You're transforming into something much better." Muzan pulled her into his arms and caressed her curly hair.

Himari found that she couldn't speak as a searing, hot pain pulsed within her, causing her body to contort in unimaginable ways. Her head felt like it was going to split in two.

This is—it hurts. It hurts so bad… help m—

"Aahhh!" she howled until she couldn't scream anymore. Himari felt her bones rearrange and her organs shift inside of her. Her vision became crisper, her sense of smell sharpened, and she felt her canines lengthening.

All of this happened while Muzan held her in his arms, smiling so tenderly.

All Himari could do was stare at him, shaking. She couldn't speak or move; pain was too severe.

Muzan lovingly kissed her forehead and hummed a sickly sweet melody as the pain intensified with each passing second.

"Himari, I adore you dearly," he cooed. The Demon Lord leaned in and kissed her unmoving lips.

Then everything went black.