Interlude- Several Months Ago

Crimson shreds of fabric floated lazily around the pale figure of the demon, whose pearly skin was broken only by the long marks of blood twisting around her arms.

Ayuko breathed silently through her nose, and the other upper moons watched the rising and falling of her chest with apparent interest.

Who is she? Ayuko heard their thoughts echo. She paid them no mind. She would show no emotion until Master Muzan arrived.

A violet ripple of shadow tore a shred through the air. Muzan Kibutsuji snapped into being, with a sound like the cracking of a thousand bones.

"Bow," he says. Ayuko is already bowed deeply on the wood of the floor.

"Prostrate yourselves before me."

The thudding of the other demons meeting the floor can be heard a moment later.

"We have much to discuss. Your lack of strength is so palpable that I can almost smell…fear. I would advise that you not continue on this path unless you wish for a severed head."

Ayuko smiled silently to herself.

Well. This would be fun.