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

Wuzan couldn't help but ponder, and thought about the fact that he had replaced Xiyue, and he suddenly felt horrified.

She suddenly became serious: "Buzukawa Xuanya, your joke is not funny at all."

After saying that, he turned and left without even looking at Xuan Mi again.

Xuan Mi felt as if he was lost in a fog and was completely stunned.

——Huh? What happened???

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"We can't go on like this."

Muzan arrived at the Infinite City and kept thinking so.

If I leave any ties in this world, it would be like being kidnapped and having a child in the mountains. While everything is still fresh, I should continue with my original plan.

"There is nothing in this world worth staying in..."

Thinking of this, she screamed out the original owner again.

This time, the original owner, Muzan, was very dissatisfied with his performance: "Can you not act so self-willedly next time?"

He comes when called and leaves when dismissed, what does she think of him!

Wuzan ignored what the other party said and asked directly: "What's going on?"

——What she was referring to, of course, was the research on taste.

Talking about this, the original owner Muzan finally cleared his gloom and said proudly: "That? I have basically completed it, and only the last step is left."

"What is the last step?" Wuzan asked.

The man just smiled, waved his hand and said, "Follow me."

……

Deliberately avoiding the road with people, the speed of the ghost king was as fast as lightning. In an instant, they arrived at Wuzan's room in the Infinite City.

"Okay." Wuzan said, "We are here, what should I do next?"

The original owner, Wuzan, closed the door, walked to the sofa in three or two steps, sat down, and crossed his legs high.

"Take off."

He pointed at Muzan and uttered only one word.

Wuzan looked down at his sexy body and frowned: "Do you... have any conspiracy?"

——Under the guise of medicine, sexual harassment? !

"Heh." The man sneered and snapped his fingers.

After the sound, his broad shoulders shrank, his hair grew longer, and his entire appearance and clothes changed.

The person sitting on the sofa at this moment was no longer a tall and handsome man, but a petite and charming beautiful lady.

Although the original owner, Muzan, looks the same as Muzan, his voice is still the same as before when he speaks: "It's my own body. I have seen it countless times. Yours is mine, right? It's not like I haven't seen it before. Why do you mind?"

Looking at this weird and incongruous scene, Wuzan said helplessly: "It's miserable. You really look like a shemale like this..."

With a woman's appearance and a man's voice, she seemed to have arrived in Pattaya.

The original owner was miserable: "..."

...He admitted that Xiao Wu's voice was indeed pleasant to the ear, melodious and lingering, mature and charming, and could even satisfy all needs.

But his own voice isn't that bad, right?!

What do you mean by "like a shemale"? ! He…%…%#＊＆…%% (￥…＆…

“Alright, alright.” Having successfully thwarted Hencan, Wuzan felt relieved. “Your disguise is really bad. Let me do it.”

After saying that, she transformed herself into a male version of Muzan and asked the original owner, Muzan, to change back.

The original owner Wucan felt a pity, but still did as Xiaowu asked.

After all the changes were completed, Muzan took off his shirt, revealing his solid muscles.

"If I become a man, I can run around naked from the waist up."

She is so clever!

The original owner, Wuzan, looked at Wuzan with boredom, then went back to fiddling with chemical reagents, and then stuffed a round pill into Wuzan's chest.

The piercing sensation of a foreign object came violently, and what was even more uncomfortable was that it was not a stab from a knife or sword, but a hand holding a pill.

"Hmm...ah~" Muzan couldn't help but let out a moan.

But he was a man now, and his voice was also male, so it sounded very seductive. A thin layer of sweat also oozed out of his body, attached to his snow-white skin, shining like mica.

If a man with a homosexual fetish saw this kind of scene, he would have to take off his clothes and have passionate sex with her. However, the original owner Muzan realized at this time that he was not as interested in the male version of himself as in the female version of himself.

——Let her change back first.

"Put it on." The original owner, Wuzan, suddenly stopped and covered Wuzan with clothes, "Also, change back into a woman."

“……” Wuzan had no idea what he was up to, but he still put on his clothes and changed.

Seeing that delicate and erotic body reappear, the original owner Muzan felt relieved. The violent factor in his body surged again, and he grabbed the test tube containing liquid, pinched Muzan's chin, and gulped it down.

"Um...uh..."

Wuzan gurgled in pain and almost choked to death.

The man looked at the expression of the woman in his arms with satisfaction - this feeling was so wonderful.

He lifted up the test tube and drank some, then leaned over and tried to feed her mouth-to-mouth.

"Ugh...no, you pervert!"

She refused to obey, but their lips were getting closer and closer.

Just when they were about to touch, Muzan slapped the original owner Muzan on the chest, but the original owner Muzan didn't react and swallowed the liquid himself.

The water slid down the long esophagus and entered the stomach.

In an instant, the original owner, Muzan, froze in place for a few seconds.

"Drink yourself."

He handed the test tube to the person in front of him, keeping a calm expression.

——Stay calm, stay calm, you must stay calm!

Remember, he is the most handsome. Nothing happened just now. Just pretend that what he just swallowed was an illusion.

Fortunately, Muzan didn't care how embarrassed the original owner was. What she cared about most was the taste.

She didn't even look at him again, she just focused on drinking the potion...

……

After drinking the terrible medicine, Wuzan felt it carefully, but he didn't know whether his body had any changes.

However, she was excited.

——She decided to give it a try.

Thinking of the person who loved food the most in the book - Mitsuri Kanroji, Muzan went to Mitsuri's house in a swift and decisive manner, thinking that if Mitsuri was at home, he could taste the legendary sakuramochi.

Mitsuri even changed her hair color just to eat sakuramochi. Is this thing really that delicious?

You will know whether it tastes good or not after you eat it.

She walked to the door happily, but found two men standing there, so she quickly jumped to the side and hid, observing secretly.

"I've already said that Ganlu Temple has never been to the Natian Spider Mountain. If you come here again to cause trouble... do you want to experience the feeling of being strangled to death by a snake?"

Iguro Obana pointed at the man in front of him and spoke with a gloomy face.

The person standing opposite him was none other than the cannon fodder team member that Muzan had fooled when he was at Nada Spider Mountain.

At this time, the cannon fodder was wearing ordinary clothes and had a look of dissatisfaction on his face. It was obvious that he had no idea how powerful the Snake Pillar was.

He looked unruly: "Even if you are a pillar, it won't work. I am not a member of the Demon Slayer Corps anymore. You have no right to control me. I want to see Miss Kanroji. Who do you think you are to her?"