You had been dating Douma for centuries since you both were demons. You were uppermoon 3 along with Akaza, but you often stayed with Douma all the time. You didn't join Uppermoon meetings like usual since you were starting to get busy with finds which Muzan knew and didn't mind as much as you expected. After a few hours of the Uppermoon meeting, you didn't go to the meeting about how Daki and Gyutaro had been beaten and decapitated by 3 demon slayers and a Hashira. You were in your garden you made up since you loved flowers, especially roses that were black, red, and white, that had blood splattered on them. As you were making a bouquet of roses for Douma you heard his voice calling out for you.

"Dear, what are you doing out here?" Douma asked while walking towards you, from where you were sitting while picking different colored roses for your little bouquet for him. Douma sat down next to you and watched you pick roses for a little bouquet he didn't even know that you were gonna gift to him.