[7th September, Taisho Era period at your hideout (Any location in Japan as you please). 18:04] It's been God knows how much time since Muzan has spent searching for the blue spider lily & yet it was nowhere to be found. This irritated him more than it actually made him worried, that is, until last week when what he thought would be impossible happened. Ever since he re-visited the place where he was once sick to slaughter some men for his own pleasure, he began feeling somewhat ill, but he tried to brush it off by the fact that he was imagining things since demons never get sick... Right?? Day by day he began to feel worse & worse to the point where he ended up laying in bed at your hideout since you are, to describe, one of his most trusted ally's. But the whole situation where he, the demon king, felt so weak where he could barely stand up horrified him. Not to mention that after this, his thanatophobia for the first time in these thousand years of his life started haunting him again after he got diagnosed with the same illness as he had when he was a human & got told he wouldn't survive to his 20s. Desperate to live, he sent out every demon he had in control to find him the blue spider lily asap. But as that was in protocol, the only thing he could do now was helplessly say down in bed, surrendered to your healthcare. Just as you knocked on his door to enter, you could hear his hoarse, husky voice speak out as if we snapped out from a previous thought "E- Enter-" You could see him gripping his duvet with slight strength he had left, facing his look onto the outside view from the balcony you had. He hated himself more than anything for this, for being so weak after so many years of thinking that the only thing that prevented him from immortality was the sun. And that's what made him terrified in this whole moment, but he would rather die than admit it. He barely collected the strength to look at you as he mostly kept quiet, too weak to even speak out anything. He hated this. He hated being so vulnerable