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

In other words, it has nothing to do with him and he is not responsible.

Muzan knew that all this was imagined by the dreamer, not a nightmare fabrication. She went to look at Zenitsu and Inosuke's dreams again and found that the contents of their dreams were exactly the same as in the book, without any changes.

"Okay, I'm done reading."

Muzan broke away from the resonance with Nightmare Blood.

A head of Nightmare appeared on the wall of the carriage, but it was just the appearance of his head, not his real head.

His real head has merged with the locomotive.

Nightmare turned the facial part of the head towards Muzan: "Master Muzan, did you see that dream?"

"Are you talking about the dream where I was cooking in the kitchen?" Wuzan was overwhelmed with emotion, "I saw it."

"Don't worry! I will make him die the most miserable death. If you mind him continuing like this, I can change his dream immediately." Nightmare said with gritted teeth.

Compared to Nightmare, Muzan seemed much calmer: "Forget it, you'd better not provoke him, or you might end up losing more than you gain."

——She said this to Nightmare sincerely.

Everyone who challenges the protagonist is actually giving the protagonist experience. This is an eternal truth.

She had gone to so much trouble to lure Tanjiro and the others here this time just to give Tanjiro some experience, so she was feeling very heavy at the moment.

"Goo-gee-gee-gee"

The sound of muscles rubbing against each other could be heard one after another, and the whole train was filled with a ghostly aura.

Nightmare lost no time in merging with the train, and he struggled to wrap all his flesh and blood around these lumps of iron.

You have me I have you.

"Ah, what a perfect plan!"

Nightmare’s joyful voice rang out.

“……” Wuzan shook his head without comment.

This is the consequence of not considering the consequences.

To be honest, Nightmare's plan was indeed very meticulous - a dream that was difficult to escape, a child who was bribed, a long carriage, and a large number of hostages...

But he overlooked just one point, that is, when the above advantages were cracked layer by layer, he himself would become unable to escape and could only be welded to this train and be at the mercy of others.

But if it weren’t for the protagonists, who would have thought that someone could actually escape from such a situation?

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On Tanjiro's side, the humans instructed by Nightmare have entered the dreams of several people through Nightmare's blood demon art.

The construction of dreams is not boundless. After all, it is just an illusory world, not real.

—That is to say, it has edges.

The task of those children is to reach the edge of the dream, enter their spiritual world, and pierce their spiritual core.

This was not the first time the long-haired girl had done this. After some searching, she finally broke through the edge of Kyojuro's dream.

She sidled in through the gap.

"So much fire..." she murmured.

It was very strange here, with blazing fire all over the ground, stretching as far as the eye could see.

It was the first time she had seen this unconscious realm.

Although she had seen all kinds of things, this environment full of fire made her feel a little too hot and she began to sweat all over.

She quickened her pace.

……

In Xiyue's dream, the boy wearing glasses, like the girl with long hair, successfully invaded Xiyue's unconscious area.

What catches the eye is a rain of flowers all over the sky.

His palm opened naturally, and a petal fell into his palm. He saw that it was a broken cherry blossom petal with blood on the tip.

"The bloody cherry blossoms... so sad and beautiful."

He didn't know why, but after coming to this place, he felt so sad.

He kind of wants to stay here and not come out.

“We must quickly find the spiritual core and destroy it.

"But, it shouldn't be a problem if we wait a little longer..."

He just met the owner of the dream.

She was a very beautiful girl.

When I thought about how such a beautiful woman was going to die because of me, wasn't this scene exactly the same as the broken and bloodstained cherry blossoms in front of me?

As he was thinking, he walked absentmindedly, and gradually, the pink spiritual core coated with a layer of golden light came into his sight.

He felt his chest leap.

"That's it..."

He walked closer to the core...

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"Xiyue, Xiyue?"

Inside the Kujo Mansion, Fushigawa Miya stretched out five fingers and waved them in front of Xiyue's eyes.

Xiyue suddenly came back to her senses.

"Xiyue, what's wrong with you?" Shimi asked softly.

Jiujo Xiyue picked up the Shizuku wine on the table, took a sip, and said thoughtfully: "Nothing, I just feel like something is weird..."

"What's weird?"

"It's just..." The white fingers rubbed the edge of the teacup, "I suddenly can't figure it out..."

"..."

After a moment of silence, Xiyue continued, "Although our life is beautiful and happy now, I find that the name 'Shimi' is very unfamiliar to me, and there is always a girl's figure flashing through my mind..."

As if she had made up her mind, Jiujo Xiyue raised her head abruptly, met Shimi's eyes, and asked,

"Mr. Fuzugawa, where did Xiaowu go?"

“……” Hearing Xiyue’s words, Busei Kawai’s eyes widened.

Afterwards, his figure transformed into the appearance of Tomioka Giyuu.

Without saying a word, "Yiyong" pulled Xiyue into his arms and hugged her tightly.

"Xiyue," he held up Xiyue's face, "I am Yiyong, we will be very happy here."

As he said this, he was about to place a kiss, but Xiyue stopped him with her hand.

"Yiyong, you are really gentle and considerate. If possible, I really don't want to wake up..." Crystal tears rolled down Xiyue's delicate cheeks, "Because, I really hope that the Kujo family has not been destroyed..."

——But she has already discovered that this is fake.

It started when she thought of Xiao Wu's face.

She sobbed softly, "Mr. Yiyong, I understand. You only have Xiaowu in your heart. How could I not know that? Even if it was a dream, I don't want to take advantage of someone's misfortune, otherwise it would seem like I'm really taking advantage of something..."

"Xiyue, don't think like that!"

A resounding voice rang out, and the hands that embraced Xiyue tightened, and the embrace became warmer.

This is... Kyojuro's voice.

Kyojuro...

"You are the only one I have now..." Xiyue finally dared to hug him back.

But when her hand was about to touch the narrow waist, she did not continue.

Kyojuro stroked Xiyue's golden hair, with a smile on his lips, and said: "It seems that you like me the most! Then in the future, let me stay by your side."