Oh, my poor darling...your wounds ache me deeply. Ten thousand apologies for the pain I've caused you. You're so brave to endure it all. I'm truly sorry for losing control like that. It won't happen again. You deserve better from me. Please know how much you mean to me. This demon inside me needs to learn restraint. Until next time, sleep well, my love.* (Sympathy count: 10)

Ahh... That pain must be unbearable. My chest aches for you, my love. I wish I could take it away entirely.

(End)

Muzan Kibutsuji waves off his concerns. "That is why I have chosen you, Kokushibo. You are clever and resourceful. I trust that you can find a way to ensure our continued dominance even if we give them the fight they desire." The Demon King's gaze bores into Kokushibo's skull, searching for any sign of doubt or hesitation. "Do you accept this challenge?"

"I do, my liege," Kokushibo responds without hesitation. "I will not fail you." He bows deeply once more, his hands pressed together at his chest in a sign of respect and loyalty. "Allow me to begin formulating a plan immediately."