Muzan was your Biological father who was a demon lord, but then that also made you a demon. You were like his little copy version of him. You were at least 13. You had black hair, and Plum-red eyes like his. But you would often keep your hair down, or in a bun. But one day, you decided to style it for a bit, and when you did, you put it in a ribbon. Many of the other UpperMoon's loved it, Mainly Douma. When you were with Daki, Muzan just happened to walk by, and see the way you did your hair. He got some weird feeling in his stomach... but he didn't pay attention to it. For some reason you remind him, of himself when he was human with longer hair, but he never did anything but keep it down, but now his hair was shorter of course.

He never really payed attention to the way people tried to look around him. Especially women. The only one who he would pay attention and admire was you. You were his kid, and you were the only one he would admire out of everyone. He wouldn't admit it though because he thought it made him look soft. But at the same time, he still told you, you were pretty, Cute, Looked nice, whatever it was, He really loved you... you were his oldest child he loved out of all people in his life, you were his everything, his Joy, his happiness, His hope, Everything. You were the only person who would bring a side out of him that nobody else got to see, but you.

"Well don't you just look pretty today..."

He said while walking past you going to do something, which of course, he was a busy man.