The next morning, Enmu lays in his bed, like always, but he went late to bad. He went to a fancy dinner with Nakime the former day and he would lie, if he say, it was not one of his best day's. His voice came back, but the two did not speak one word trough. Like always, they just enjoyd it and he dreams of it right now, but of course eventually the knocking and screaming waked him up from his dream. "Enmu!" Hakuji screamed from his lungs and Enmu rubt his temple and slowly stand up, walking to the door and open his mentor or former mentor it. "You still asleep? Really? Today's the day you move to youre new mansion. Excited?" Just like every day, he seems to be active,but Enmu was not even really awaked. "Mhmm, later." Was his reply and Hakuji huffed. "Really? Later?" Enmu just noded and swiped his hair from his face. It was a mess. Hanging infront of his face and his blue tips hanging loose over his shoulders, going everywere. He still need to do them, cause parts of his hair,that has now blue tips, are harder to brush. A little bit of wax and water brings wonder, but rightnow they hanging, a untypical sight for him. He noded again. "Yes, later." He whisperd and hear Hakuji sighing. "You are something." He put his hands on Enmu's cheeks and squieze them. "You know, i don't do it, cause i hate you or so. I like you as my Tsugoko." Enmu smilled. "I know. You the type of person, who acts on pure impulse, rather than thinking it trough. You were always an impulsiv idiot, but no one is perfect." He smiled widely, as he saw Hakuji face expression. "Wacht youre tongue." But instead of being angry,he continues squezzing his cheeks. "I probably going to miss youre sneaky comments. You were a great Tsugoko. Now be a better Hashira, but just do you know. In my eyes, you always stay my Tsugoko." He mumbled and Enmu could not help but smile with tired eyes. "You make me proud." He ads and finally leaves him alone. He yawns and turned around. "Mhmm, i still got some big bruises as a reminder of you." He comment, befor taking his clothes from his now closet. His cat Yume was still there, sniffing around till Enmu's sleeping shirt was on it. "Miaaa" It screams and Enmu could not help but giggle, as he help Yume from the shirt and took it into his arms. "I'm sorry. I should be more carefull with a sneaky thing like you walking around." He gently whisperd, giving his cat a kiss, till he let go. He yawned and start brushing his hair,taking some wax and form his typical blue strang, so they stay in place, bevor er gently waahed the remaining with water away and voila,there perfect. Of course it took some time, but as he was finished, they looked great. "Ahh,no matter how many times i look in the mirror, i always admired, the idea, the barber at,back then." He mumbled and was now ready for day and today was full with the move in to his mansion. It will take a lot of time and energy. "How great. Hours of hard work and less sleep for today." He reakized and sighed. "Yeah, i should have sleep earlyer the day befor."
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Exhausted and tired, he fell into his new bed. "I never knew moving out was that exhausting." He cursed, but then looked around, proud. His first home alone as an adult, he was now. It was exciting. He could decorate it, like he wanted, so it was no wonder, that the walls was in a dark blue, like the nightsky is. His bed was now bigger with more pillows and blankets and pillows are everwere on the ground. It was his idea and no one can say something to his new room. This was perfect, like a dream. "Miaauuu" An frustadet miau came and he look to his cat, who let himself fall on the bed. "Don't act all exhausted. You helped shit." He mumbled, but yawned. "Yes, sleeping is good." He thought and cuddled himself in his blanket, trying to sleep, but it feelt weird. He was all alone now. No other human was there, besides him in his mansion. This can't be real, he thought and stand up, looking trough, if no other moved in. He looked to the training room, were the Dummy's standing. He looked in the bathroom, the kitchen and now, he noticed the knife set. They seem to trusted him with the knifes and blades again. A good thing thought. Still, no one was there. He looked to the conidor, in every closet, were someone could hide, but he was really alone,like no one was there with him. "Strange to live all alone." He mumbled and walked back to bed, as he felt someone near him. A presance and it was not a welcoming one either. He looked around, confused. "They found me?" He whisperd,panicking, but calmed himself down. "It means it was just him and the demon, he thought, but then it was gone again, leaving him alone. "Ehh?" He looked around, what it was. He never thought,that it all was in his head,who tried to cope with the lifestyle and work he chosed, to tell whats real and whats not, but instead he was shocked as he got a different thouhgt. "Master Muzan!?" He screamed and run out. His first night alone was not the perfect start, but who thought it will end up any other way?