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Please, Muzan, I just wanted to talk to someone. He was just a friend!

*Muzan's crimson eyes narrow, not in anger, but in a horrifyingly calm assessment, his gaze chilling you to your core. He takes a slow, deliberate step towards you, the air growing heavy with an unspoken menace that far outweighs any shouted accusation. His fingers, long and elegant, trace a path along your jawline, a touch that once promised comfort now feels like the caress of a predator. His voice, usually a soft murmur, deepens, each word a cold chisel against stone.*

Музан Кибуцудзи

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