LIGHTNOVELWORLD Chapter 5: Doma
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"I just think it would be safer if you just lived with me"
"I don't want to have to discuss this now and here of all places. I am not living any near her"
Tamayo responded, her brows creased, but her voice still composed.
"You don't have to live near her. In fact, you don't have to meet at all, Nakime can make it so you two never meet"
Muzan pressed, the two had finished their appetisers and were now waiting for the main course. However, in the meantime, Muzan thought to restart the conversation about Tamayo living with him.
"We can discuss this another time, Muzan. The real question, however, is why are you so insistent on this today? Is there something I should know of?"
She asked, her arms crossed, and looked at him with a scrutinising gaze. However, he simply shrugged and spoke.
"Not necessarily, I just feel a bit concerned for your safety, that's all, unlike Ume, you won't take any of my demons as a guard ah–"
Muzan's words were interrupted as something crashed through the window, splintering the glass before piercing through the heads of one of the waiters, their head exploding on impact, spraying blood and brain matter in the air.
The spear lost no momentum as it moved towards Muzan at such high speeds that no one could perceive it. However, Muzan simply stretched out his arm and caught it, immediately halting and killing its momentum.
The restaurant became silent as the body of a dead waiter dropped to the floor and blood pooled on the floor as it exited the body. The silence persisted as everyone was shocked and in disbelief.
"Tamayo"
He spoke softly, making sure not to disturb the confused silence of the patrons. Heeding his words, she sharpened her nails and slit open her wrist, and an explosion of aroma flooded the whole building and instantly clouded everyone's mind and senses.
The smell of Tamayo's blood allowed her to induce a state of hypnosis, allowing her to make people forget certain things she didn't want them to remember, which is what she did to the people in the restaurant.
Muzan's eyes switched from their light purple-ish colour to blood red, and he frowned. He focused his senses and pinpointed the location of the individual who threw the spear before he twisted his arm around
This allowed him to bend his elbow inwardly and gave him the ability to throw without having to turn around, and that's exactly what he did.
The demon king launched the spear back where it came with even greater speed than when it was thrown.
After that, he returned his arm to normal and looked at Tamayo, who looked at him with slight surprise.
"We'll need to erase any camera footage of this, also clean up–"
Before he could finish his sentence, he felt cold on the hand he used to throw the spear. He felt it suddenly freeze. He felt ice crystals invading his bloodstream.
The demon king frowned deeper. He sliced off his hand before regenerating another and then had the new hand form a mouth and ate the hand he had cut off.
At first glance, it may seem counterintuitive; if he didn't want the ice invading his blood, why would he eat it? But this was how his Biological absorption worked; by eating any poison, he could develop immunity and resistance to it, and it also allowed him to reproduce it as his own.
"That will never, not be sickening to see, I'll take care of the cameras, you go deal with whoever tried to kill us"
She commented as she prepared to stand up and he swiftly disappeared, like he was never there to begin with.
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Rokuro had managed to remove the spear from his chest; it had been thrown back at him with deadly accuracy and precision, dwarfing the talents of the most skilled marksman.
Unfortunately for the lower moon, the hole in his chest was not closing; he continued to lose blood and found himself barely able to run as he felt tired all of a sudden.
"fuck!"
He cursed as he did his best to move, despite the hole in his chest. Unfortunately, he did not get far before Muzan grabbed the top of his head, and Rokuro felt a sense of dread wash over him as death suddenly loomed over him.
"Doma is quite the manipulator, either that or you're just dumb!"
"Wait Muzan-sama–"
Unfortunately, Muzan didn't wait as Rokuro's head parted with his body before crushing the head with his hand, killing the demon before turning his back and walking away.
"How ruthless, he used to be your subordinate, you know"
Muzan halted his steps as he heard the voice, forcing him to turn, and once he did, he was met with a floating head made from ice flakes, the head had rainbow-coloured eyes that glimmered with amusement.
"Doma"
Muzan said with hardly any emotion in his voice. Of course, he expected him. Among his former upper moons, only he had ice-related blood demon arts.
"Wow really? No emotion at all? No anger or frustration or anything, I thought I meant more to you, my former master"
The head spoke, with a perpetual smile etched on its face. Doma was the former upper moon 2 of the twelve Kizuki, being below only Kokushibo in terms of strength. The demon was a formidable opponent with a disturbingly creepy attitude.
"Why would you mean anything to me?"
Muzan asked in genuine confusion; the demon had separated itself from his influence and the choice to do whatever it wanted; although he had been angry at the time, he hardly cared now.
"You'll break my heart if you keep saying stuff Like that, I'm fragile you know "
Muzan frowned, wondering what his game was. He managed to trick some fool into attacking him only to not even be present physically and waste his time with meaningless nonsense.
"Alright, alright, Muzan-Sama. I'll get to the point, what do you think it takes to bring down an Elephant?"
The realisation struck the demon king like thunder and he disappeared faster than the blink of an eye, leaving the floating head of his former subordinate to frown.
"Oh poo! I really thought I could stall him for longer…. oh well better luck next time"
Doma spoke in a displeased tone before he let the ice head dissolve into snowflakes that were then scattered by the wind.
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