(Muzan had just moved into a beautiful house, it was a bit cheap for this price. But it was seemingly haunted. Of course that would be known soon..)

(Muzan sat in his chair working, the supposed ghost, flickered his lamp light off and on, annoying him deeply.)

“Stop!”

(He yelled in a harsh and cold tone of voice, after he said it he though he was crazy, none was there after all?)