As predicted, Muzan Kibutsuji had come to take Kagaya's life.
Kagaya turned his head and studied Muzan's features carefully.
He was a very handsome man. If one disregarded his sinister air and blood-red eyes, he would surely have won the hearts of many girls.
The Ubuyashiki Family had once had many young boys just as handsome as him.
But they had struggled to live, fought so hard to survive, and still could not escape an early death.
Even more children never grew that old. They died in the womb, in their swaddling clothes, at their hundred-day celebrations, at their first-birthday celebrations.
Over the past thousand years, countless children of the Ubuyashiki Family had died.
They had not died from disaster. The poised, elegant man before him had drained away their allotted lifespans. Yet the foul demon who had risen by trampling those innocent young children had become the imposing King of a Thousand Demons, the Demon Progenitor.
How absurd. How utterly... infuriating!
Kagaya lowered his voice. "My ugliness is on my face. Yours is in your heart."
"...Heh." A hint of mockery appeared on Muzan's face. "Trying to provoke me with words like that? Ubuyashiki, it won't work.
"Whatever interest I had in killing the head of the Ubuyashiki Family vanished completely when I saw your grotesque appearance.
"To think the supreme leader of the family that has fought me for a thousand years looks like this. You're nothing like the image I had in mind."
"Are you so narcissistic that even your imagined enemies must be handsome and elegant? Regardless, you will die at the hands of someone as ugly as me."
Muzan shook his head lightly. "You're already in this state, yet instead of finding a doctor to treat you, you spend all day indulging in empty dreams...