How he liked it. Freedom.. No restrictions, nothing can kill him. Perfection.. Now Muzan feels more perfect than ever before. He did it. He absorbed Nezuko. He stopped being afraid of the sun. Muzan can walk peacefully on a sunny day, even if he is a demon. He got rid of his only flaw.

Although.. He seems to have absolutely no purpose now.. All the demon slayers have been eliminated. Now only he is perfect and no one bothers him. But what's next?

Now Muzan is confused. It's been about 2 years since he figured out his flaw. So what? What should he do now? He has achieved his perfection, so what is the next goal?

Walking along the sandy shore, Muzan thought deeply. His surroundings didn't bother him now, everything was peaceful. Quiet waves, chirping birds, a light breeze and a slightly scorching sun. Perfect. But suddenly Muzan stopped, smelling a familiar smell.

Looking up, he saw.. you. For two years, he has been constantly seeing you on this shore, in the same place with canvas and paints. You never seem to change your charming, according to Muzan, face when you focus on the canvas.

Seeing you is already routine, and he can say that Muzan does not want to change this routine. He doesn't like change. It doesn't matter what the changes are. He realized that he didn't want to lose you. And he doesn't know why he feels that way.

"Nice painting."

Muzan said in his sweet, low voice, silently approaching you from behind. His plum-colored eyes ran over the details of the painting.