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

Xuan Mi ran very fast, using up all his strength.

On the ground, his large shadow raised its arms and kicked forward as he moved, just like a giant praying mantis.

"It's so sunny now, Xiao Wu must be hiding in the shade to soothe her skin."

Xuan Mi reasoned.

He observed the surrounding terrain and found that there were some boutiques selling foreign goods on the street, all of which were indoors.

He looked for them one by one and searched carefully. Sure enough, he saw a black head with bright red tassels on both sides in a store. It was Xiao Wu without a doubt.

What was unusual was that Xiao Wu was not shopping alone. There was a long-haired beauty standing on her left, and a medium-haired beauty on her right. They obviously knew each other.

But if you look closely, both of them are wearing men's suits...

Xuan Mi suddenly realized.

“It turns out they are not women at all, but men!

Good god, no wonder Xiao Wu didn’t go to look for her elder brother, it turns out she has been enjoying herself for a long time!”

Xuan Mi suddenly felt that he and his elder brother Shi Mi were like two clowns.

White face, sausage mouth, the kind that can dance the loach-catching dance.

Xuan Mi's anger was ignited by the countless flying spears. He gritted his teeth and approached the store step by step.

One step, one step at a time, like the heavy steps of an elephant.

"Hey, I'm talking about you!"

There was a ding-ling sound of wind chimes, and Xuan Mi had just opened the door when he was pulled from behind by someone and had no choice but to retreat.

He looked back and saw two policemen holding him from the left and right.

The policeman with bigger eyes pointed at Xuan Mi and stammered, "You...you destroyed property, someone called...the police!"

"what?!"

Xuan Mi's eyes bulged with a fierce look, which scared the policeman into silence.

Another fat policeman puffed out his belly, stepped forward and said sternly: "Stop talking nonsense and come with us!"

The sound of handcuffs being locked fell at the same time as the words were spoken. The fat policeman determined that Xuan Mi was a high-risk criminal and decisively took out his "trump card".

Xuan Mi's hands were cuffed and he couldn't move. He was taken away by the police under three pairs of surprised eyes in the boutique. He couldn't say a word he wanted to say.

"Strange," Ichiro asked Muzan in the store, "Was that man just now, Fuzugawa? Was he talking to us?"

Wuzan blinked in confusion: "I think so."

"Then why was he taken away by the police?" Nightmare expressed his incomprehension. As he spoke, he picked up a golden open ring and put it on Wuzan.

The white fingers matched with the golden ornaments don't look tacky at all, and they make the ring look even more beautiful.

Yuichiro's eyes darkened: "No matter what, Fuzugawa won't have perfect attendance this month."

Nightmare chuckled: "Ah, how cold-blooded and heartless..."

Wuzan raised his eyebrows and thought: Are you qualified to criticize others?

Ichiro immediately added, "How about that? A doctor like Mr. Nightmare who is kindhearted can't survive in a trading company."

Nightmare: “…”

Wuzhan: “…”

"Ichiro may have some misunderstanding about nightmares..."

Muzan raised his eyelids and looked at Nightmare who was also silent.

Nightmare had nothing to say, he seemed to have a new understanding of himself.

"Ah, so I'm that good?

That’s great, as expected, whenever I feel happy, Muzan-sama is always there…”

Hearing Nightmare's inner voice, Muzan was even more speechless...

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police station.

"Name."

"The Immortal River... Xuan Mi."

"age."

"Sixteen years old."

"Can you plead guilty?"

"I don't recognize it!"

"Anjing, write it down and say, 'The prisoner confessed.'"

Fushigawa Xuanya: “…”

Damn...damn!

What kind of police are these? They are gangsters!

For no apparent reason, he had a criminal record and his confession was even written at random!

Realizing their careless nature, Xuan Mi chose not to answer any questions the police asked.

Seeing that the other party had completely given up resistance, the policeman wrote something casually, and then said to Xuan Mi: "Since you are still a minor, I will let you go and not let you go to jail. Tell me your parents' names and addresses, and I will ask them to take you home."

Xuan Mi lowered his head and stared at the table: "My parents...are no longer alive."

The policeman's expression changed: "Do you have brothers and sisters? You are not the eldest son, are you?"

"I……"

"Fuck, I'm really impressed. It's not my fault!"

Before Xuan Mi could finish, the fat policeman ordered the big-eyed policeman, "An Jing, change the one just now and arrange cell number eight for him."

Hearing this, Xuan Mi wanted to jump up and hit someone. But if he really did that, it would be a real "assault on a police officer".

After sitting in the chair for a long time, Xuan Mi finally spoke out word by word: "I... am not the youngest in the family."

Under the inquiring gazes of the two policemen, Xuan Mi slowly spoke the following words...

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It's dark.

The intersection in the residential area is a bit narrow, but can still accommodate one car.

Muzan walked aimlessly and just as she was about to turn towards the door of Uzui's house, two policemen jumped out from the darkness and blocked her way.

"Your name is Fuzugawa Xiaowu, right?" asked the fat policeman.

"..." Wuzhan was speechless, "Who told you?"

"Your brother."

Wuzhan: “…”

When did she have a younger brother? How come she didn't know?