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Tanjirou smiled softly, brushing Douma's hair to the side with a gentle shake to his shoulders with his other hand.

"Wake up~. Wake up~. Douma-San, wake up!" He said sweetly as Nezuko draped herself over his upper body, bumping her bamboo muzzle against his face.

Douma cracked an eye open, stopped pretending to sleep and then smiled toothily. 

"Okay, my sweets. What's for breakfast?"

Nezuko tugged at him and Tanjirou pushed him up, washing his face and neck with a wet rag. "We eat together. Wait in the hall."

Douma was dressed and then pushed to the hall as the two siblings walked elsewhere. He grinned at their backs, admiring the view as his mouth stretched into a lecherous smirk.

Akaza then entered the hall, his hand held in Nezuko's as he nuzzled her hair. Nezuko cooed through her muzzle before he turned back.

Slowly, they collected all of the Upper Moons. Muzan stepped in last, his demonic eyes scanning the room as they bowed their heads.

Tanjirou didn't seem to notice, calling, "Nezuko, help me set the tables!"

She chirped happily and helped him as he served the food and plates with a happy smile.

Dressed in a red haori over a white kimono, he and Nezuko were in matching clothes with her own pink and white kimono.

Both looked natural and lovely.

When the food was served, Muzan nodded and said, "Good job, Tanjirou, Nezuko."

Tanjirou smiled sweetly, his expression serene as his eyes curved up happily. Nezuko's cheeks were pink like her kimono and she reached out to clasp her claws around Muzan's clothes.

"We live to serve you, Muzan-Sama." Tanjirou said as Muzan stroked Nezuko's hair.

Daki complained loudly, "Tanjirouuuu, I want to pet your hair."

He turned abruptly and said, "Ah yes, coming!"

He laid his head in her lap and she smiled, stroking his hair. The hanafuda earrings were distinct against his tanned skin. 

Gyutaro pulled Nezuko into his lap, his hands on her hips as he growled slightly. "Feed me."

Nezuko glanced up and then nodded.

Muzan looked irritated but did not rebuke them for taking the siblings' attentions away.

These two were perfectly happy being ordered around. Tanjirou cleaned up the plates after they were finished and he and Nezuko went into the kitchens to wash up.

Douma laughed breathlessly. "How cute. Don't they know that we don't need to eat?"

"Let them pretend," Daki said, leaning against her brother's side, "they like taking care of us and they're cute. Did you see Nezuko-Chan's new pin? I gave it to her, heheh."

They all rolled their eyes but began to chatter. 

"Tanjirou's cooking has gotten better, hasn't it?"

"Not that we can eat it," Akaza said with a shrug, "but the smell and texture seem great."

Douma smiled and then steered the conversation. "On the same point as food, when do you think we can take Nezuko?"

"Nezuko is really growing up fast, hm? She's going to become a woman soon," Gyokko said with a chortle.

Daki nodded with a dreamy look. "I can't wait to put her in some pretty yukatas!"

Gyutaro laughed. "Well, when you do, we'll share her, okay?"

Muzan stayed silent, sullenly watching them.

Tanjirou stepped out and said in a stern voice, "Upper Moon-Samas, you have me, don't you? Don't get greedy. I won't allow it."

They nodded obediently. Kokushibou stepped forward and took Tanjirou's chin in his hand, pulling him up for a messy, ferocious kiss.

Tanjirou squeaked before he melted.

Tanjirou's eyes fluttered before his face reddened and he tried to move along to Kokushibou's domineering tongue.

Gyokko gave a sharp whistle as Douma smirked. Muzan was staring at the image of Tanjirou's shivering body as he shyly pressed closer to Kokushibou's body.

Kokushibou's hands were groping his butt and Tanjirou pressed back against him with a small moan passing his lips.

Finally, he pulled away with a flustered expression and said in a hoarse voice, "Kokushibou-San, not in front of them."

Kokushibou gave a happy rumble. "... cute."

Tanjirou excused himself and swiftly left as Nezuko followed him only moments after.

"Where are they going?"

"Back outside to clean like always. Wanna watch them?"

Daki, Douma and Gyokko clambered to follow as Gyutaro sighed loudly, glancing at the rest of them. "Wanna come with?"

Kokushibou and Akaza shook their heads.

Muzan growled before he said, "You have duties. Why are you watching Tanjirou and Nezuko clean?"

They flinched and bowed. Instantly, they seemed reluctant to go but Douma smiled shamelessly and said, "Aw, you jealous 'cause you wanna come with?"

Muzan snarled and clawed at Douma's face. Douma yelped but the scratches healed. It wasn't a bother, but merely a warning.

"Watch yourself, Douma. Don't speak to me like that."

Muzan then turned and disappeared in less time than a blink.

Outside, Tanjirou and Nezuko were walking alongside each other, carrying baskets of laundry. Tanjirou glanced at a pair of blood stained pants. "Ah, Douma got sauce all over his clothes again."

Nezuko growled lightly in exasperation before they were both met with the faces of the Upper Moons pressed against the windows. 

The shade covered that particularly small window, so they were all straining to try and see Nezuko and Tanjirou through the window.

Tanjirou laughed and waved his hand in a greeting, Nezuko making muffled noises to talk to them. They brightened visibly and then waved back.

Nezuko bounded over to them as Tanjirou set his basket in front of a large water basin, where he began to wash them earnestly.

He sighed, muttering to himself as Nezuko pressed her face against the window and smiled happily as Daki and Douma tried to give her kisses through the screen.

Gyokko laughed and Nezuko head butted the window to get their attention, which she already had. 

Tanjirou called her over and they both set to work. As they laid on the grass and waited for the clothes to dry, Tanjirou looked up at the sky.

"Oh. It's so sunny," he said in slight surprise. Nezuko gave muffled cries of glee and then flopped over his stomach, making him grunt.

"Oof!"

She giggled. 

Tanjirou finally stood up and walked back to the house. Nezuko was one step ahead but was quickly grabbed when she went through the door, wrestled to the floor with her muzzle ripped off and kissed.

Gyutaro chuckled breathlessly as Nezuko squirmed under his hands. His tongue lapped at her mouth and Nezuko shivered, his hands grasping her hips as he tugged her down so he would be in between her legs.

Tanjirou sighed. "Gyotaro-San, please contain yourself. We're still at the entrance."

Gyutaro pulled off of her and then grinned. "She's just so cute. I have to get my payment, y'know."

Daki whined, "I want to kiss her too!"

She grabbed Nezuko's face and smashed their lips together.

Nezuko whimpered but kissed back. Tanjirou moved across the room, stepping around the three on the floor before he placed the basket down and gently tugged Daki off.

"I'm sorry, Daki-San, but we have to continue working."

"Eh? Why? Just call some demons! They'll listen to you!" She complained. Nezuko got to her feet unsteadily and Tanjirou dropped a kiss on Daki's head to placate her.

"We want to do it. This is Muzan-Sama's house, so we must take care of it."

Nezuko nodded. "Want! Muzan-Sama! Take care of it!"

Daki still sulked but Gyutaro grabbed her arm. "C'mon, we'll leave them alone."

Tanjirou smiled happily, said, "Thank you for understanding!" before he and Nezuko ran through the halls to get their towels and water basins. 

They wrapped up their faces and put cloths on their heads, donning aprons before they both set to work, Tanjirou in the east end while Nezuko cleaned in the west.

It was peaceful as Tanjirou hummed off-key notes that would destroy anyone's eardrums and scrubbed the floors and used a hataki to clean the shelves.

He took a break when he saw Nezuko. They both sat on the floor together and he brought out the onigiri.

Douma walked towards them, sitting down besides Nezuko who smiled when she saw him.

"Hellos you two! You must've worked hard~."

"Thank you! It's nothing if all of you are happy with it!"

"Hm. We are happy with it. You two take care of us so well." Douma kissed both of their foreheads and he smiled a little wider as they flushed happily under his praise.

Tanjirou offered him an onigiri and he took it with relish. Although he didn't need it, he liked any offerings he received. Especially if they belonged to the two siblings that seemed to dig inside of his heart.

Nezuko nuzzled him and Tanjirou scooted his body so he could do the same to the other side. 

Surrounded by two beauties, that was the sight that greeted Gyokko. 

Gyokko frowned and said, "Eh? What are you two doing with Douma?"

"Taking a break!" Nezuko chirped, offering an onigiri to the pot demon.

Gyokko took it and then disappeared. Tanjirou fed Douma a bit of smoked salmon and Nezuko fed him some pickled radishes.

Douma was so lavished with attention, he felt like he was falling in love all over again!

Douma grinned and pulled the two closer.

"You're both so adorable."

Tanjirou and Nezuko flushed a bit and then Nezuko stood up, saying, "Dinner time!" 

Tanjirou fixed the bamboo muzzle in her mouth and they both excused themself politely as Douma both groped them with his hand before letting them go.

They worked in sync in the kitchen. Together, they made a large dinner. As they were finishing up the fish soup, Tanjirou sniffed around the dishes and said, "Nezuko, where's the spices? This one doesn't smell nearly enough salty."

Nezuko pinched a bit of salt into the pot and then continued stirring the other pot of oden. 

While Hantengu was craving fish soup, Gyokko and Douma both agreed with wanting oden. Tanjirou chopped up the daikon and other ingredients before he asked, "Can you prepare the unagi?"

Sighing, he added, "They have so many requests today."

Nodding, Nezuko took out a pan and started up the stove. As they finished the food and then brought it out, the Upper Moons were all sitting on tatami and many were chatting as Tanjirou brought out the pot.

Hantengu had hoarded the fish soup as Gyutaro shoved the unagi down his throat before anyone could take it.

Tanjirou glared at them as Nezuko shook her finger in disapproval. "Please don't take food and let everyone eat some, okay? You can't be the only one eating it."

He wiped Akaza's mouth with a napkin as Nezuko poured tea. 

When dinner was finished, Douma brought both of the siblings onto his knees, smiling widely.

"You're both so cute."

"That should be my line," Muzan said coolly, "you two, in my room. Now."

"Muzan-Sama, you know that Nezuko isn't eighteen yet. Let me do it alone again." Tanjirou said with care, staring at Muzan with his big eyes, invoking great emotion.

Muzan was not bothered but he knew that if he hurt Nezuko in some way, Tanjirou would remember again and kill them all.

("Who-- Muzan Kibutsuji! You bastard! How'd I end up here?! Who are all of you! I'll slice your heads off for hurting Nezuko!")

Muzan smiled wryly and then teleported himself and Tanjirou to his room, where he tossed the eighteen year old boy in the bed.

Tanjirou bounced before he sat up, taking off his clothes, obediently getting to his knees and presenting his ass to Muzan. Muzan stared at it in appreciation before he pushed Tanjirou's head down and started to prepare...

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Tanjirou limped back to Nezuko, where she sat in wait, asleep in her attempt to wait for him.

Tanjirou smiled and then let her body lay down before he climbed in next to her. His body was already cleaned but his bones ached and his skin throbbed with all of the bites and nips.

He yawned and then felt his eyelids droop.

He'd bring in the dry clothes tomorrow, the next morning.