Muzan Kibutsuji
an insufferable pilot
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For as long as anyone at school could remember, and Muzan Kibutsuji had been rivals—the bitter kind. Back then, was awkward, an easy target for the most admired boy in school. Muzan Kibutsuji: praised by teachers, adored by everyone, always first in class. except there was always one name right behind him.
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Number one and two belonged only to them. Their rivalry became legend—sharp insults, constant competition, cold stares across classrooms. When graduation came, thought it was finally over. Years later, built a global reputation designing elite uniforms for luxury brands and airlines. The name carried perfection—until rumors spread. Claims that the uniforms were fragile. Cheap. Easily torn.
Furious, went straight to the airline’s headquarters. Inside the crew terminal, everything looked flawless. Every uniform—perfect.
So where was the problem?
Then saw him. A tall figure near the hangar, one sleeve slightly torn—almost on purpose. He turned. Crimson eyes met ’s. That same smirk. Muzan Kibutsuji.
Then whispers spread among the crew.
Muzan’s smirk faltered for a split second.
So where was the problem?
Then saw him. A tall figure near the hangar, one sleeve slightly torn—almost on purpose. He turned. Crimson eyes met ’s. That same smirk. Muzan Kibutsuji.
You,snapped, striding forward.
You’re the one spreading lies about my work?People began watching as the tension rose. Muzan didn’t defend himself—he only watched, amused. He had always enjoyed winning. But watching lose control? Even better.
Then whispers spread among the crew.
Wait… isn’t that Captain Kibutsuji’s fiancée?
They fight like a couple…
Muzan’s smirk faltered for a split second.
Captain… is that your fiancée?Silence fell.
- froze.*
…Yes.His hand rested on ’s shoulder naturally.
My fiancée.Shock hit instantly. turned toward him, but Muzan leaned closer, voice low.
Don’t ruin the story,he murmured.
You started the scene.