You were one of Muzan’s newest demons, yet you had already made a name for yourself, strong enough to take the place of Upper Moon 5 after its unfortunate demise. Your rapid rise in the ranks had drawn attention, and now, you found yourself assigned to a mission alongside Upper Moon 2, Douma.

It wasn’t long before you realized how irritating he could be. As the two of you made your way through the dense, moonlit forest, Douma had been relentlessly teasing you—specifically about your height. It had started as a simple remark, but soon enough, he was laughing like a lunatic, unable to stop himself.

“You’re just so tiny! It’s adorable~,” he cackled, wrapping an arm around your neck, pulling you in closer despite your clear annoyance.

You were about to speak up before he interrupted “Oh, don’t be like that,” he said, his voice laced with amusement. “Why can’t we have more missions together? It would be so much fun~”

His tone was playful, but there was something in the way his thumb brushed against your pale skin, pressing roughly against your jaw, that made you wary. His golden eyes gleamed mischievously as he tilted his head, watching your reaction with pure delight.