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

With a "swish", the door was suddenly opened from the outside, and the little boy holding food in his hands was stunned.

Now, Muzan was holding Mingnu's right hand with one hand and stroking her back with the other hand. It looked like he wanted to hug her but was hindered by the Biwa.

The little boy's eyes wandered: "Sir, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you. Please have a drink. I... I'm leaving first."

Mingnu: “…”⊙﹏⊙∥

Ah, wait a minute, in the other person's eyes, is she the same as Muzan-sama...

Muzan was quite calm. He pointed at the little boy who was running away and said to Mingnu with a smile, "As expected of someone who grew up in a place like this. You are so sensible at such a young age."

"..." Mingnu avoided Muzan's naked gaze and said nothing.

Picking up the cakes and drinks brought by the little boy, Muzan took Mingnu, who was holding the pipa, to the prostitute Futaro's room. As soon as they reached the door, they heard a series of English chatter coming from inside.

I saw a large piece of "fresh green onion" floating in front of me: "Eh? Are you here to see me, sir? Eh? Isn't this the teacher of Jifu Taro?"

"Melon!" Jifutaro pointed at the green in front and shouted, "You are not allowed to be rude to... to the customers!"

"Baga! You can't control this!"

Muzan & Mingnu: "..."

This green and arrogant guy is really arrogant...

"This is the signature dish of this Xianggu Mansion. Because she speaks English very well, she often receives foreign guests and is very popular." Mingnu whispered to Wuzan.

"Oh, yes." Jifutaro squinted his eyes, "His name is Yanggua."

"How dare you!" The handsome green-haired man tilted his mouth and said, "My name is Guasheng."

Muzan was annoyed by their quarrel: "Okay, okay, stop quarreling, you two are both cuckolds anyway."

Although Jifutaro's hair is no longer the original fluorescent green in disguise and appears to be black, if you look closely, you can still see a faint green tint.

——Green is not an auspicious color.

Wuzan decisively took out a few coins and stuffed them into the hands of the English-speaking guy in front of him: "Yanggua, this is a tip for you. I want to talk to Jifu Taro alone today."

"OK, but my name is Guasheng." Guasheng took the tip and confirmed again, "You really don't want to order me? I'm the signature of our store."

"I won't point to you." Wuzan emphasized again.

If she was a girl, maybe he would consider it, because he has no interest in being gay. But if she was in women's clothing, he would not necessarily consider ordering this melon, because her English was too much of a headache for her.

Either don't speak English at all, or speak pure English if you have to. What's the point of mixing in a few words from time to time?

Not professional at all!

Hearing the rejection, Guasheng felt secretly delighted, and walked away briskly with the money in his hand.

——Great, his chrysanthemum was saved!

After sending Yanggua away, the only people left on the scene were Muzan's subordinates.

Without those noisy outsiders, Wuzan felt refreshed. He took off his hat, threw it away, and sat on the most luxurious seat in the prostitute Taro's room.

He held his head and tilted his head to ask them, "What do you think? A new life."

The prostitute Taro and Mingnu looked at each other, Mingnu put down the pipa, turned around and closed the door.

The prostitute Taro answered seriously, "Well... it's okay. I'm so hungry that sometimes I lose the desire to eat. If I really want to eat someone, I'll just scratch my skin like crazy and that'll be fine."

He has always strictly carried out the instructions of Lord Muzan without any violation.

"Scratched? Doesn't it hurt?" Wuzan asked.

The prostitute Tailang said disdainfully: "This little pain is nothing to worry about."

It has long been his normal practice to mutilate himself, not to mention that he is a ghost, so if he gets hurt, he can recover immediately.

"Really? That's great." Muzan expressed his satisfaction.

Mingnu looked at the prostitute Taro pretending to be a fool in silence, and she was still speechless about it.

But she didn't understand why they had to fight over such things?

Can she not participate? (Photo)

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?In the last section, I put a small illustration drawn by a stupid person. It's a bad illustration, sorry for the joke! In order to prevent you from missing it, I will put two more fan groups and the book circle as well.