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

Everyone is still here, so what is Lord Muzan going to do?

“Hehehe…” Yu Hu let out a strange laugh, “Looks like we’ll be of use again.”

Being able to be used by Lord Muzan is his greatest blessing.

Daki complained to Jifutaro: "I haven't seen Master Muzan for a long time, brother~"

Jifutaro nodded, indicating that he felt the same way.

"It's terrible, so terrible..." Bantian Gou shrank his head and made the dolphin sound squeezed in the throat that is unique to the elderly.

Akaza frowned and looked around at them, then saw Douma's big face approaching him.

"Aiwoza Pavilion..."

Before Douma could get close, Akaza's fist had already greeted him.

Immediately afterwards, Akaza's arm was chopped off by Kokushibo.

——This wasn’t the first time this had happened, so the three of them had gotten used to it.

Douma's broken head instantly recovered, and he grinned and said, "Is this punch similar to the last one? It seems that you have to keep working hard. I have to keep working hard too~"

"..." Inosuke looked at him disdainfully.

I really don't understand what he is trying to do.

Lord Muzan has already said that cannibalism is not allowed. Douma never spends any time on training and only thinks about solving the problem by "eating".

He wanted to see how hard Douma would try.

The farce of the Upper Moon ended, and soon after, the Lower Moon was also teleported over.

In this round, three of the Lower-Rank characters that the original owner Muzan left for him have been killed by Muzan. Now, except for Nightmare, there are four remaining Lower-Rank characters: Ruri, Reiyuko, Rui, and Hibiki.

Along with being tired, the sister with bangs was also tired. Wuzan had given her a name before, Xiaorong.

Several lower ranks stood together, looking at each other in bewilderment. After realizing that a key figure was missing, they suddenly realized:

So that’s how it is. It turns out that the one who died was Nightmare!

Nightmare is the first of the lower moons! If he is above it, he will be the upper moon!

"Great!" The first person to be happy was Ruri, "I can finally be promoted to the Lower Moon One!"

——Then after he trains for another hundred years, he will challenge the weak-looking female upper-rank lady with green onion-colored hair!

From now on, being among the upper ranks is no longer a dream!

He looked at Ling Yuzi again and said softly, "Then you are the second of the Lower Strings."

After all, the position of "three" was vacant, and the remaining piece was "four". His "two" went up, so the first person to top it was naturally the remaining piece.

“……” Ling Yuzi blinked his bloodshot eyes and didn’t dare to speak.

She doesn't expect to be promoted or anything, she just wants to accompany Xiaorong to study quietly.

I have an exam next month...

Thinking about the questions she kept getting wrong, she was about to collapse and had no time to think about anything else.

Soon after, other random ghosts came.

In addition to those ghosts, the three humans who had tried to tease Muzan in the alley were also dragged by Mingnu to join in the fun.

After all, the ghost watching those three people must come to Infinite City, so those three people will have no guards and will naturally have to follow.

Among the vast army of ghosts, there are some who are naked, some whose nails are longer than pangolins, and some who have long been bald, comparable to the top of their heads... Their skin is also colorful, like the seven fairies in the sky, and some are even glowing.

Each ghost has a different shape, like strange pine trees and rocks, and a group of demons dancing wildly.

Until a shocking pressure came, all the ghosts became obedient and faced the same direction.

They saw the beautiful and dazzling Muzan coming gracefully in a gorgeous Lanye kimono.

Large patches of golden camel, apricot and silver-red flowers bloomed on the cuffs, corners of the clothes and hems of the skirt, and it seemed as if one could see silver butterflies dancing in the air, attracted by the fragrance.

She held the birdcage in one hand, and the other hand hung naturally, but there seemed to be an invisible rope, one end of which was held in the palm of Lord Muzan, and the other end was tied to the two "left and right protectors" beside her whose gender was difficult to distinguish.

The sharp-eyed Lower Moons immediately recognized that one of the two was the Lower Moon One, Nightmare, whom they thought had turned to ashes.

The saddest one was the windlass, he was so sad that he almost cried.

His dream of promotion was shattered...

But who is the kelp head next to Nightmare?

Youyilang was also looking at the windlass, and the two ghosts looked at each other.

Then, Ichiro turned his gaze to the ghosts next to the windlass.

"This...this is..."

He was shocked beyond words by these bizarre creatures.

This yellow-eyed bearded man is still normal, but what about those guys over there, especially the white guy who looks like a vase?

His eyes and mouth...

Yuichiro was thinking anxiously.

At this time, Wuzan gently patted Youzhilang on the back and told him: "Everyone has been infected with the virus like you and has become a deformed person. The one you see now is called Yuhu. He is the most seriously ill. Not only is his lower body paralyzed and amputated, but even his hair has fallen out. In addition, strange little hands have grown on his torso. He has suffered discrimination from the world all his life...

"He's really pathetic."

As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes.

After hearing this, Youzhilang's heart sank, and the look he gave Yuhu was filled with deep sympathy.

However, Yuhu's entire attention was on Muzan. He happily waved the two rows of small hands on both sides of his body, swinging back and forth like waves.

Seeing Yuhu, who was physically disabled but mentally strong yet still had sunshine in his heart, Youyilang felt that he was also infected by Yuhu's tenacious spirit.

"Boom——!"

Wuzan suddenly moved the jade pot in front of himself.

Yu Hu was flattered, her cheeks flushed, and she asked shyly, "Sir, what do you want me to do?"

He felt a little embarrassed when he was so close suddenly...

Muzan pointed at Yuhu and looked at Youzhilang: "Look, he looks really good."

——So, there’s no need to stare at the jade pot worriedly all the time.

You Yilang nodded and expressed a friendly greeting to Yuhu: "Hello Yuhu, it's our first meeting. I am You Yilang. Thank you for your guidance."

"..." Yu Hu was stunned for a moment, "Ah, Mr. Youlang, nice to meet you."

"Um……"

The first meeting between the two was quite successful.

Muzan was about to take Yuhu away so that he could take Ichiro to meet the next person, but Ichiro stared at the bottom of Yuhu and suddenly said, "Wait a minute, Yuhu, why do I feel that your pot..."

"What's wrong with my pot?" Yu Hu asked nervously.

What he cares most about is his artwork.

"Well, I guess I'm not seeing things wrong..." Yuichiro touched his chin, hesitated, and finally said, "It is indeed... a little crooked..."

“…” (●─●)

There was no miserable silence.

"..." (`皿')

Yu Hu also fell silent.

——No, he was angry!

What a joke! He is an art veteran who is many times older than this kid. Who does this little kid think he is? How dare he judge his work...

Yu Hu was about to have an outburst when he suddenly felt the air around him become as heavy as a mountain, pressing down on every inch of his skin from all directions, making it hard for him to breathe.

"Ah-ah!"

He took a deep breath with difficulty, and only when Wuzan withdrew his hand did he force a smile, "Shaha, Shaha... Mr. You... Mr. Youlang, then what do you think, how should I repair... modify this... pot of mine?"

"Is your asthma okay?" Ichiro asked worriedly, "As for the kettle, let's do it together."

Wuzan curled his lips and said lightly, "Don't worry, Yuhu has taken the medicine."

“……” Although it was a bit confusing, Yuhu still nodded in response to Muzan’s words.

"It's just that..." Yuichiro was troubled again, "I've never done it before, and I don't have the materials."

Yu Hu: “…”

——No, you don’t know anything, so what are you going to say?

I thought you were an expert!

I was holding my breath when a frivolous laugh sounded and a man came over in formal attire, complete with a hat, fan and other dignified items.

Douma pointed at the jade pot with his golden fan and said to Youyilang, "Don't worry, he has all the materials."

Yu Hu: “…”

Why did Douma also come to join in the fun? Can he choose to decline...

"Really?" Ichiro smiled, "That's great, let's do it together."

"You guys are such nice people. Xiao Wu's friends are all so friendly."

“……” There was really nothing he could do, so Yu Hu accepted his fate.

"Hehe, hehe..."

He smiled and looked very happy.

……

In the book, the fourteen-year-old Kasumihashira, Tokito Muichiro, single-handedly killed the Upper Rank Four, Gyokutsubo;

In this round, Tokito Ichiro, Muichiro's brother whose lunch box was kicked over by Muzan, is almost becoming friends with Tamakutesu!

This is really a joyful, oh no, weird scene...

All their thoughts were heard by Muzan. Because it was so exciting, in order to make this scene more exciting, Muzan even thoughtfully provided them with all the materials.