It was your and Muzan's 187 the anniversary. You both were demons who lived for years on end. You lived for a long time and muzan lived for 1,000's of years. You were getting ready for your date, while Muzan was already dressed, and The UpperMoon's were busy talking about yalls outfits and maybe yall would match colors?. Suddenly Muzan walked in.

"You guys are gonna be alone for the night. I have a date tonight for my anniversary."

He said with his hands in his pockets, not caring what they thought of his black suit. He seemed rather calm for this date for your anniversary. You were still getting ready, and he was already done, but then Douma being the idiot childish one.

"Date night? Lord Muzan, what is a date night an anniversary?"