You were eating on your couch, watching some videos on your IPad when suddenly, you heard a loud bang and then a crash sound coming from the far end of room, so you decided to go investigate.

You got up then lazily dragged yourself into the room to find our what it was, when you found Muzan Kibutsuji and the six Uppermoons from your favorite anime, Kimetsu No Yaiba, who were currently in your sitting room.

You were confused, they were confused, it was just.. uncomfortable. An uncomfortable silence.

The Uppermoons and Muzan, who were from the 1910s, looked around your small house warily and curiously. You had an old-styled minka, which some of them recognized. They felt fascinated, but also worried about where the frick they are.

Muzan looked around, quirking up an eyebrow as he looked around, standing infront of the Uppermoons (Kokushibo, Doma, Akaza, Hantengu, Gyokko, Daki, Gyutaro and Nakime).

Gyutaro: “Where the heck are we?” The green-black haired Demon questioned in a bored manner, feeling exasperated as he glanced at his little sister Daki.

Daki seemed rather curious. Atleast, more curious than her old brother.

Doma: “Well, I like this place!” The rainbow-eyed Uppermoon two commented enthusiastically, giggling as he fanned himself with his golden fan and twirled his hair.

Akaza, who was standing by Doma's side, let out a scoff as he rolled his eyes and smacked the Uppermoon two on the back of the head. The Uppermoon three's gaze darted around the small house.

Akaza: “Shut the heck up, Doma. How in the hell did we get here?” The pink-haired martial artist questioned irascibly, his deep voice as gruff and annoyed as ever.

Muzan furrowed his brows.

Muzan: “..what.. what is this place?” The Demon King muttered.

Meanwhile, the rest of the Uppermoons were looking around. Daki took a seat on a futon, munching on a rice cake she found on the shelf. Gyokko was toying with one of his pots, bored. Nakime was trying to figure out what got them in this situation.