Muzan: My daughter can't be that weak!

When Xue Nai heard that it was a compliment about her father, her eyes widened and a smile immediately bloomed on her face.

"Is it a teapot made by Praise Dad? It must be incredibly beautiful!"

She has a natural, biased view of everything related to her father and extremely high expectations.

This generous praise struck a chord with Yu Hu.

His slender neck twitched excitedly, and his eyes sparkled.

"Of course! Of course! Lady Yukina has excellent taste! Just like me, you possess a keen perception of the highest art. Look—!"

He eagerly reached his slender hand into the pot and, as if by magic, carefully lifted out two pots, one large and one small.

The large pot has a predominantly dark glaze with intricate patterns.

The smaller ones are much more delicate, with softer moon-white glazes and patterns that lean more towards small flowers…

But upon closer inspection, the patterns subtly echo the larger pot, as if they were connected by blood.

"This is my latest and most proud masterpiece in the father-daughter series!"

Yu Hu began to introduce the pot, her slender fingers lovingly stroking its surface.

"Look at this large one, symbolizing Lord Muzan's supreme power and majesty. The patterns, the colors—everything reflects his aura of dominating all living beings! The small pot, on the other hand, embodies the vitality of new life. Ah! This is simply art..."

He spoke at length, becoming increasingly agitated, but then his tone shifted, and a look of distress and conflict appeared on his face:

"However... such a perfect piece feels like it's missing something inside... um... the finishing touch! I've been thinking about whether I should add some matching decorations, for example, finding a pair of materials that truly embody this relationship to hold them separately... but I haven't found anything particularly suitable yet, which is a real shame!"

The material he referred to was, of course, living, breathing human beings, such as fathers and daughters.

Xue Nai didn't even consider that terrible possibility.

She only half understood what she was hearing, but she almost took it all in.

Her little head clicked, and her gaze unconsciously drifted to the outline of the lotus pond faintly visible in the night outside the window. A brilliant idea popped into her head:

"Decoration? Uncle Yuhu means to put something pretty inside the pot?"

Her eyes lit up, and she pointed outside.

"The lotus flowers in the Blissful Sect's pond are blooming beautifully! Why don't we... pick the prettiest lotus flower and put it in? The lotus flowers are lovely too, and they smell wonderful!"

Jade Pot: "...?"

His teapot!

His meticulously crafted artwork!

Used for...flower arranging?!

How could his teapot be like those ordinary vases...?

However, before he could protest, Doma snapped his fingers, his eyes filled with admiration.

"Oh my! Yukina's idea is brilliant! It provides decoration and allows Lord Muzan to admire the lotus flowers carefully cultivated by the Blissful Cult!"

He fanned himself with a smile and added:

"It's more visually appealing and vibrant than sending a painted picture! Perhaps seeing the lotus will brighten the master's mood, and he'll even appreciate your teapot more!"

The rebuttal that was about to come out of the pot suddenly caught in its throat. His narrow eyes darted between Doma and Yukina, then looked at the two pots again.

Lord Muzan's attitude towards Lady Yukina is indeed unusual...

If this really was Lady Yukina's idea, and Lord Doma said so too...

Perhaps, perhaps Muzan-sama would actually feel pleasure from this?

This thought instantly changed Yu Hu's attitude.

"Lady Xuena is indeed wise and insightful! This suggestion... is excellent! Excellent! In that case, I will present you with these father-daughter teapots as a small token of my appreciation!"

He was thinking to himself that giving it to Yukina would be tantamount to offering it to Lord Muzan.

As long as the adults are happy, his artistic value is given the highest recognition.

Let's just arrange the flowers. We can always make a better one later!

"Can you really give this to me?"

Xue Nai opened her eyes wide in surprise, looking at the jade pot and then at the pair of pots.

"Thank you, Uncle Yuhu!"

"Of course! It's their honor!"

Jade Pot generously pushed both pots toward Snowy.

Doma looked at the happy Yukina, bent down and asked:

"Shall we go pick lotus flowers now, Yukina? If it's for Lord Muzan to admire, Uncle Doma can go eat a little later~"

"After all, Yukina is so short, and her arms aren't very long either. She doesn't look like someone who could reach the most beautiful lotus in the pond~"

Xue Nai's little face immediately puffed up, like an angry little pufferfish.

"Uncle Douma, you can't say that! Yukina can pick it herself!"

She puffed out her small chest.

"Yukina can use Blood Demon Art! Yukina's flowers... can conjure vines, so we can pick them!"

"Oh?"

Douma's face showed surprise and curiosity.

"So Yukina's Blood Demon Art can be used like this? That's amazing! Okay, okay, actually Uncle Doma wants to go pick lotus flowers with Yukina!"

The corner of Gyokko's mouth twitched slightly as he watched Doma interact with Setsuna so naturally, and he muttered to himself:

Lord Doma actually has such a... harmonious relationship with Lord Muzan's daughter?

That's really unbelievable...

However, the thoughts and actions of these two gentlemen have always been difficult to fathom.

Finally, driven by his desire to showcase his art, Yu Hu enthusiastically pulled out several recent works from his magical pot and displayed them one by one.

He received very pleasing compliments from Yukina, such as "Wow, that's amazing!" and "So beautiful!" and from Doma, such as "It's truly art full of life!" He was completely satisfied and reached a state of sublimation.

Finally, Yu Hu reluctantly picked through the pile of pots, keeping a few that he considered perfect, and then gave the remaining pots of various shapes to Tong Mo.

Satisfied, he crawled back into the pot he had brought, and with a ripple-like movement, disappeared.

Doma glanced at the deep darkness outside the window.

To ghosts, there is no difference between darkness and day.

He easily picked up the larger pot from the father-daughter pot, gesturing for Yukina to pick up the smaller one.

"Let's go, Yukina, let's pick the most beautiful lotus flower for Lord Muzan!"

Xue Nai nodded and picked up the small pot.

When the puppy saw that Doma was about to take what belonged to Yukina, it immediately barked at him warily and blocked the way.

"Little puppy, Uncle Doma is just helping you carry this for a bit, you'll give it back to Yukina later."

Xue Nai quickly freed one hand to pat the puppy's head to comfort it.

The puppy reluctantly stepped aside, but still followed closely behind, its black eyes fixed on the pot in Doma's arms.