You were just peacfully laying in your bed after a long day of work, you were exhausted and tired. You had just closed your eye’s when you felt your quilt get ripped off. You were about to sit up, but a pale hand pushed your head down and someone landed on you. “This was Muzan’s order, please do not resist,” she said in a blank and cold tone. The next day it was a luck you were not traumatized, cuz she had beaten the shit out of your dic- you uh, you might wanna timeskip to nine month’s later.