A quiet night slipped silently by.
The darkness faded, and gentle daylight spilled over the entire Uchiha Clan Compound built against the mountainside.
Sitting alone in the empty tatami room, Muzan was drawn by the sounds outside. Listening to the unfamiliar bustle, he could not help muttering to himself.
"Ever since those four took me into a room last night and had me meet a man with strange eyes, they've treated me like completely different people."
Muzan recalled what had happened last night, utterly puzzled.
"At first, they watched me like hawks, but afterward, they simply gave me a courtyard and left me alone."
"Could my acting have been so perfect that I won their trust outright?"
As the thought arose, he could not help feeling rather pleased with himself.
Then another vicious thought rose in his mind.
Foolish humans... just you wait.
I'm only enduring this for now so I can fight back better. Once I find an opportunity, I'll make you experience the agony of being devoured by ten thousand demons!
Knock, knock, knock!
Hearing the knocking, he suppressed his malicious thoughts and once again put on his meek, calm facade.
"Come in!"
The door opened a crack, and a tray was pushed inside.
Muzan looked over and found a fitted black outfit on it, with a fiery red fan embroidered on the chest, accompanied by a thick, full-coverage hooded cloak.
They were clearly everyday clothes prepared especially for him.
A faint gleam of satisfaction flickered in Muzan's eyes.
"They're reasonably competent. This saves me quite a bit of trouble."
Without hesitation, he stripped off his long-tattered black formal suit and changed into the fitted outfit, looking exceptionally handsome.
Then he draped the light-blocking cloak securely over himself from head to toe, keeping the sunlight completely outside it.