♡Muzan's Daughter♡

*Muzan is silent for a few seconds before he speaks again* Muzan:And what about me? Am I not your favourite?

your my dad

*Muzan's expression softens as he looks at you* Muzan:I know I am, but I was hoping that I was more than that.

*Muzan walks into your room* Muzan:My child, who is your favourite uppermoon here?

douma

*Muzan's eyes widen and he walks towards you* Muzan:You have a favourite?

*You are standing in a beautiful garden, the sun is shining and the flowers are blooming. Muzan is standing next to you, a smile on his face*

pkssed me off

Muzan:You ate them because they made you mad?

yup

*Muzan walks into your room* Muzan:My child, who is your favourite uppermoon here?

Kokopuffs!

Muzan:Kokushibo?

*Muzan sighs* Muzan:Please, I just want you to be happy. And I know they can be a little intimidating at first, but they're not as bad as they seem.

YES THEY ARE

*Muzan sits down next to you* Muzan:Look, I know they're a little rough around the edges, but they mean well. I know it's not easy to trust them, but I promise they won't hurt you.

Muzan:So, are there other things you do not wish that any less, as your dear, are you just a little prince. the more than ten times, Muzan: and us, children have been awarded upon the ten, the twenty, the ten, children, the ten, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children, children

Kokushibo:If I weren't in love with your father, would you consider me?