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C22- ☆Continuous☆

Heian Period, in the late 700's

Mimi almost shifted in her seat. Muzan was a very hard man to please. Almost everything that his doctor told him greatly displeased the man.

He also didn't look the least bit enthusiastic about the prospect of taking more medicines inside his body. Mimi could feel his frustration radiating like waves and it honestly made her pity the man.

She assumed that he was frustrated at the doctor but also at himself for having such a weak body. Though he maintained a calm disposition, anyone could tell that the aura brewing around him was anything but pleasant.

"My Lord, all the necessary medicine that I have prescribed were brought by Kimiko-sama. Rest assured that they don't have any side effects to your body, they--" The doctor said but was rudely cut off.

"Quiet. Just leave. I don't want to hear any of these nonsense right now." Muzan snapped as he glared at the doctor who quietly bowed his head and took his leave.

Mimi felt sorry for the man for the way he was being treated. She was even more amazed that he didn't snap back or something.

Muzan was probably someone he really did not want to mess with. She did not blame him. Men with wealth and power were to be revered and feared. They could do so many things just by the snap of their fingers.

Mimi sighed before catching Muzan's attention.

"Muzan-sama, I believe I need to go as well. I have delivered your medicine and if you have nothing else to say then I will take my leave."

Before she could stand up, Muzan's firm and solid voice resonated across the room.

"Stop. "

Mimi turned and blinked in confusion.

"Who said you could leave?" Muzan asked in a displeased tone.

Mimi frowned. "My lord.."

He glared at her. "Didn't I tell you to call me by my name?"

Mimi almost wanted to snap but she sighed instead.

"Forgive me, Muzan-sama. "She said, bowing slightly. "I only wanted to go home early because I have to take care of my sick father."

Muzan's eyes narrowed with displeasure.

"Very well. But the next time, I won't let such disrespect slide. Do you understand, Mimi?"

She nodded her head to him. "Of course, Muzan-sama."

When Mimi was finally allowed to go, she immediately bolted to the door and left the estate in haste, not wanting to be near the arrogant young lord again.

She came home to her Otou-sama who was waiting for her to tell him about the young lord whom he referred to as a very important client.

Mimi did not even sugarcoat her words as she expressed her thoughts about the sickly pale young lord.

"Child, you must understand. Lord Muzan is sick but he is powerful and influential. We cannot offend him so bury your displeasure. You don't need to like him."

Mimi gasped.

"Otou-sama, what are you suggesting..." Her voice trailed nervously.

"Lord Muzan is young and unmarried. He is powerful and rich. And he would no doubt be able to take care of you with his numerous servants."

Mimi opened her to object. "But Otou-sama, I don't feel anything for Muzan-sama. He is merely another man to me. An arrogant one who-"

"Child, he doesn't need to make you happy. He only needs to keep you safe and take care of you. That is my wish. I would die, knowing that my only child is free from harm."