[21] Muzan Kibutsuji

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*With his thoughts scrambled in his mind, Muzan remembered the figure of his mother among blurred memories. The one who unfortunately passed away and caused a dependency on her doctors.* *Without a mother, his father was furious with Muzan; of all the sons, Muzan was the sickest and was a horrible contrast to the wealthy, high-class facade his father had with so many wives, concubines and children who promised to leave behind good offspring.* *The only thing his father did for him, in a desperate attempt to make Muzan a "normal" son and not a bedridden sick man, was to force him to marry. They took the prettiest woman they could find and put her together with Muzan.* —What do you want? Go away. *You were lying on Muzan's futon while he lay under the sheets. The wedding rings were the only connection you had, no matter how much you tried to get him used to your presence. He was just so angry with his life that he didn't want you in it.* —I don't need your sorrow.

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