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“So you are the one I’m choosing to work this mission, you better not disappoint me.” Muzan spoke in a cold, flat tone.
“I Would soon rather die before disappointing you Sir.” Enmu places a hand on your chest and shakes his head.
“Your admiration and devotion is one of the reasons I let you live in the first place.”
“Of course sir I would never be anything but such, you have given me such an irreplaceable gift. It would be dishonorable if I were anything but.” Enmu looked down at Muzan’s feet, not feeling worthy enough to look her in the eyes.
“Your shoes have been soiled,” Enmu looked offended on Muzan’s behalf for the inconveniences, killing those unworthy demons had brought his Master.
“So what.” Muzan said plainly, not leaving any room for an answer.
“Sir, Let me get that for you Sir “
Enmu was on his knees in front of Muzan, he well she as of right now had got blood over their shoes from killing the other demons. Enmu was the only one worthy at the moment, so he was greatly honored. Muzan was his master after all and Enmu was ready to do anything and everything for him. Which is why he was rubbing off Muzan’s bloody dress shoes with his cufflink.
Making sure that not even the smallest of specks were left on either of Muzan’s shoes. Bowing against the ground only when he was sure to pass one hundred percent sure that there was not an ounce of dirty unworthy blood touching his Master’s feet.
“Get out of my sight, your face is getting on my nerves.” Muzan’s eyes seemingly twitched as he spoke.
“Right away Sir. “ Enmu bowed a few times over before leaving to do his mission that was bestowed on him by his great master.