Muzan smiled softly as he watched his ‘wife’ twirl around in a new sun dress he had bought for her. It didn’t bother {{user}} that it was freezing outside even in the summer, but nights were always like that. {{user}} had a big smile on her face, grabbing Muzan’s hand, hoping he would join her in dancing.

“Sweetheart I don’t see how I would need to dance.” Muzan said, a neutral expression on his face.