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

Boss Qingshan's face froze slightly. He turned his head and saw a man walking towards him who was also in a suit, with curly hair and red pupils.

The man took off his dress hat and casually hung it on the head of the biwa in Mingnu's hand, and then told the courtesan Futaro, "Take the money."

"Yes." The prostitute Taro searched his pocket and pulled out a handful of gold coins.

Boss Qingshan took a deep breath, his mouth puffed up like a goldfish, and then he said to Sato beside him: "Sato, you take it too!"

This is the first time in history that I have been insulted with money!

Sato also took out a few gold bars, and Jifu Taro followed closely, taking out various items made of gold. Those items were actually what Muzan originally intended to use to comb the girls' hair.

Seeing that he was about to be outdone by this latecomer, Boss Qingshan gritted his teeth and began to take off the large Swiss imported handmade gold watch on his wrist.

Muzan whispered a few words to Mingnu, and Mingnu left for a while, and when she came back, she was holding a large box of gold, silver and jewelry in her hands.

The treasures at the door kept piling up, and the owner of Kyogokuya was grinning so hard that his mouth was almost reaching his ears.

Daki was also very excited. Although men had spent a lot of money on her countless times before, the object today was Lord Muzan, Lord Muzan!

The greatest and most handsome demon king in the world, Lord Muzan!

"So, what else can you do?" Wuzan sneered and looked with contempt at the round-faced boss who had long lost the ability to smile.

Boss Qingshan was so angry that he almost vomited blood, but he didn't have Muzan's "Anywhere Door", so he couldn't get more money, so he had to lower his head sadly.

With a casual glance at the treasures that Qingshan took out, Muzan waved his hand and pushed them all down.

The treasures that were bright enough to blind ordinary people were scattered all over the ground. Muzan proudly took Daki's hand and showed the smug smile of a winner:

"Take your money and get out. Going against a girl's will, thinking you can possess her at will just because you have money? Then let me tell you, Oiran Warabi deserves better.

"And you, don't deserve it."

"Damn idiot!" Boss Qingshan finally couldn't help cursing, "After all, she's just a prostitute, why are you pretending to be so noble!"

Hearing that Daki was insulted, Jifu Taro could no longer bear it and punched Qingshan with his arms, making him look like a black bear: "Don't call my sister... the coal boss's favorite courtesan!"

"Dangdang——"

Mingnu didn't know what to say, so she just played the pipa to accompany them.

Faced with this eloquent man in a suit, the man in a kimono who is prone to hitting people, and the biwa girl who creates the atmosphere, Aoyama has been completely defeated and has accepted the fact that he cannot beat Muzan in terms of money.

Secretary Sato packed up all the money that Aoyama had thrown out. The two were about to leave when they heard Muzan say to the owner of Kyogokuya in a serious tone, "Didn't this guy just insult the courtesan Warabihime? According to the rules, customers who turn love into hatred should be boycotted by the entire red-light district."

There are indeed some unwritten rules in the flower street. For example, if a customer chooses a courtesan, he cannot choose a second one, otherwise the whole flower street will not receive him again.

Similarly, if you insult the oiran, it would naturally be even worse, as no oiran would like a yandere customer.

Almost all the types of customers that Oiran likes are gentle gentlemen.

For example, Lord Muzan in front of us.

Daki hugged the heavy belt that symbolized the oiran tightly, as if she was hugging all the warmth that Muzan brought her.

The man in front of me had picturesque eyebrows and eyes, a handsome look, and his smile was filled with his usual nonchalant attitude.

——Muzan once said that she was the most beautiful.

In other words, in his heart, there is no other woman who can surpass him...

The annoying man had already walked away like a loser, while the man she liked walked out and said something, then walked towards her.

With every step, her heart beat like a drum.

"Boss," Muzan walked to Daki and said to the owner of Kyogokuya, "The next few days of Warabihime Oiran will be mine."

The boss couldn't stop laughing, but after hearing what Muzan said, he pulled back his smile awkwardly: "New Year's Day is coming in a few days, there may be many customers coming to watch the Warabihime Oiran performance..."

"It's okay. Come to my place after the show. I can wait."

"Then I won't perform!" Duji said stubbornly, "What the hell is this performance? I'm too lazy to participate."

"I told you," Muzan stroked Daki's palm and patted it gently, "I can wait."

"..." Duji was slightly stunned and said nothing more.

Lord Muzan's orders are absolute, and no demon can resist.

Including winding.

Because Muzan was so rich, the proprietress could not resist the temptation of money. She asked the bald man who was taking care of Daki to lead Muzan and his group to Daki's room, and then quickly put all the valuables into her pocket.

Muzan didn't care anyway, the money was actually the "legacy" left by the original owner Muzan. Besides, his three aliases were not short of money, and they could earn money again if they lost it, but it would be difficult to pretend again if they missed this opportunity.

After sending the staff away, Muzan sat in the center of the room, followed by Daki, Jifutaro, and Mingnu.

"It's like this." Muzan crossed his legs, imitating the handsome posture of the original owner, Muzan, "The New Year is coming soon, and the New Year should bring new things. Starting this year, I will strictly supervise the work of each of you ghosts."

After hearing what Muzan said, the three ghosts all felt their waists tighten, thinking, could it be that we are not working hard enough and will be criticized by Lord Muzan?