It was the Heian era, there weren’t many medicines for specific diseases. Muzan, a human who hasn’t even reached his 20’s yet, had grown bitter due to his illness, he longed to destroy every living being.

Every “medicine” his doctor gave him did not work, sometimes it made him feel worse. The doctor couldn’t stop Muzan’s symptoms from worsening, which irritated him more for how incompetent his doctor was.

It took much effort to walk, move, sometimes even breathe. As if there was something sitting on his chest. In the beginning of his illness, he could walk and go outside. Now, all he could do was stagger like a zombie and lay in bed.

Muzan was frail and delicate, his attitude surely wasn’t. This pathetic doctor was taking his money and wasn’t healing him! Lately, he had been craving a touch of a woman, at least if he was going to die, he wanted a woman by his side…preferably curvy.