Demon Slayer: The Demon King is actually a weak girl?!

Do you want him to use his perfect creature's body as a human nanny?

Absolutely not.

Xiao Wu can only torture ghosts, deceive people every day, and sit in front of the mirror to admire himself and dress himself up.

She was not allowed to do any other work.

He didn't know when it started, but he seemed to have adapted to this moody woman. Because he found that as long as he could follow Xiao Wu's rhythm, Xiao Wu would be comfortable, and he would be comfortable too.

Sure enough, after he finished speaking, Xiao Wu smiled and nodded and said, "Okay, boss, I will definitely listen to you."

Look, how well-behaved and lovely.

The wavy hair was still wrapped around his fingers, the hair was rich and moist, and the curls perfectly "inherited" his genes.

The rest of Xiao Wu's hair was tied up in a large bun at the back of her head. It was a hairstyle he designed himself when he was dressed as a woman, and she still uses it.

Faced with this hair bundle, the original owner Muzan wanted to take it apart for a moment, but when his hand reached the knot in the hair tie, he hesitated.

Based on past experience, if Xiao Wu is unhappy, nothing good will happen to him.

I thought to myself that I should not touch her hair, reason comes first, but my hands did not keep up with the development of my brain. Instead, I followed my usual instinct and automatically pulled open the small knot under her black hair.

“Swish…”

He seemed to hear the sound of pages turning, and saw a large black waterfall cascading down in front of him, like obsidian, flashing some strange luster.

Compared to Xiao Wu's possible reaction, at this moment, he cared more about his own feelings——

“Even if all the compliments in this world were put together, they still cannot accurately describe my beauty.

Xiao Wu is so perfect, and I am also perfect in my male body.

But why...

I always feel like... something is missing?"

A moment of surprise flashed across Wuzhan's eyes, and she smiled calmly: "Boss Xie, what do you want to do?"

Could it be that he finally learned how to comb his hair?

"do what……"

The original owner, Muzan, repeatedly savored her words and pondered for a while. He suddenly realized that he had indeed thought of something in his mind that he had never done before.

He raised the corners of his lips, frivolously lifted the chin of the person opposite him, and said in a deep voice,

"Be you."

"..."

Seeing that the other party didn't respond, he frowned: "Are you so happy that you can't say anything? You also think this is a good idea, right?"

“Oh, yes, yes, I have nothing to say, it’s absolutely true.” Muzan kept nodding his head, with such a large amplitude that he took the opportunity to shake off the “gentleman’s hand” of the original owner Muzan, “That’s right, I want to go out and bask in the sun to cheer myself up!”

"That's a bit difficult because it's night time now." The original owner Wu Can replied calmly.

"Ha ha……"

One of them thought that Xiao Wu was really humorous and it seemed that she was really happy; the other one thought that this trashy boss didn’t understand what she meant and instead cooperated with her by telling “One Hundred Thousand Bad Jokes”, which was really a clever way to turn hostility into friendship again.

Just like that, both of them remained silent, each with their own ulterior motives.

But between the two of them, it is obvious that the original owner Muzan's "ghost fetus" is brighter: "I thought of a layer."

"Which floor?"

The original owner, Muzan, explained in an unfathomable way: "The combination of 'perfection' and 'perfection', isn't this thing itself the most perfect thing in the world, even surpassing your and my 'perfection'?"

"Boss, you scumbag." Wuzan looked at the man's red eyes that were exactly the same as his own and pursed his lips. "You are horny, just say it."

The original owner was miserable: "..."

Why did she think of such a noble and landmark thing in such a dirty way?

Is he such a dirty person?

Really...

He was so angry that he wanted to hit her, but when he thought of the bloody and brutal experiences he had had before, he decided to give up.