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

Shinobu Kocho was holding a bulging package in her hand, which looked very heavy.

"Just some medicine." Shinobu Kocho said lightly, "I think we may never meet again in the future."

There is no need to know too much about someone you just met by chance, and there is no need to exchange too many pleasantries.

In the face of life and death, it is better for everyone to have a more distant relationship.

"Why, are you moving?" Wuzan pretended to be ignorant.

——Of course he knew that Shinobu Kocho was not going to move.

Shinobu Kocho is going to die...

The first step of her plan was to let the upper-rank demon devour her.

Even if he couldn't die on the spot, he could still slow down the demon's ability to move. Then, with this opportunity gained by sacrificing his life, Kanao would take down the demon's head in one fell swoop. This was the second half of the plan.

Being so cruel to yourself...

He really is a doctor who knows how to use poison.

After hearing what Muzan said, Shinobu Kocho smiled: "Well, that's about right. I'm going to 'move' to a very far place."

——So far that I have to say goodbye to everyone in this world.

The girl had a peaceful smile and a calm expression, as if she was just moving house.

At this moment, Muzan seemed to have found some kind of resonance.

He gazed at the faintly dim Wushan Mountain in the distance of the night sky and said, "No matter where you go, it is not far for me. Because I also came from a very far place."

"..." Shinobu Kocho looked up at him.

"I have no relatives here." Wuzan continued, "So I have to find a way on my own.

"I tried desperately to gain a firm foothold, constantly pretending to be someone else, putting away my original ideas, wearing a mask all day, and gradually becoming unlike myself...

"If you have a sister... or brother here, please consider the children's feelings and don't separate them from their favorite sister."

Muzan spoke patiently, and his conversation was like that of an elegant nobleman.

He tried to use subtle methods to persuade Shinobu Kocho not to make these self-sacrifices, although he felt that Shinobu Kocho would probably not listen.

But he couldn't tell her that he was the one who decided this battle, and he didn't need Shinobu Kocho's life—

On the contrary, he wanted to keep her.

Kocho Shinobu was stunned for a moment, then she lowered her eyes and asked, "Why did you say I have a sister? Do you have a sister too?"

"I didn't. I just think you're very strong. You don't seem like someone who would rely on others, but you've always been responsible for something and have always been relied on."

Muzan stared at Shinobu Kocho with an inquiring look and "analyzed" it this way.

Shinobu Kocho's eyes flickered slightly.

"Maybe," Wuzan smiled softly, "someone also hopes that you can rely on him?"

His rising tone, coupled with his deep voice, was extremely magnetic and contained unknown hints.

"..."

Butterfly remained silent.

Who could she rely on? What did he mean by that?

Unfortunately, he knew nothing...

Knowing that he had said too much, Muzan decided to change the subject.

He brought the topic back to what he had asked Shinobu Kocho when he first met her today: "By the way, Miss Kocho, what medicine did you buy? Can you show it to me?"

He said and extended his hand towards Shinobu Kocho.

Shinobu Kocho thought for a moment, took out a few tablets of medicine powder from the package, and handed them to Muzan.

Muzan picked it up and looked at it from both sides and found that it was some solvent.

Shinobu Kocho was not afraid to show him these things because the real poisons for killing demons were all developed by her herself.

All the truly effective ingredients are in Butterfly House’s laboratory.

What she buys now are just auxiliary materials for making drugs.

Wu Can smiled and said nothing, returning the solvent to Shinobu Kocho.

Shinobu Kocho was also very happy that Muzan did not keep asking questions, otherwise she would not know how to answer his questions.

She is really tired now and really doesn't want to waste her energy on useless socializing and perfunctory dealings with ghost killers.

However, when she was with Mr. Yueyan, she did not feel the tiredness as she had originally imagined. Instead, she felt unprecedented relaxation.

It was as if this man had temporarily lifted a burden that was weighing her down.

This feeling is unprecedented and magical...

"Just let this short time flow by quietly."

Shinobu Kocho let out a breath quietly.

……

Muzan's foot was tripped by Shinobu Kocho, but he didn't know that in the Infinite Castle, which he had left alone, a certain glutton had already reached his limit after more than two years of hunger.

Douma sat on the dim wooden floor with his eyes fixed.

His hunger grew in circles and he felt extremely uncomfortable all over.

Feeling his rumbling stomach, he stood up, walked slowly to Akaza, and asked, "Akaza, are you hungry?"

Akaza looked at Douma impatiently: "I'm not hungry. Let's go!"

"Is that so?"

“……” Akaza turned his eyes away.

——Actually, he was hungry too.

Any ghost would feel hungry. How could he not be hungry if he wasn’t allowed to eat for two whole years?

But he is quite patient, and now he has to tolerate the annoying Douma. Comparing the two, he doesn't seem to be that hungry anymore.

Seeing that Akaza said he was not hungry, Douma went to ask the other Upper Moons.

"Yu Hu, are you hungry?"

Yu Hu helplessly lay on the edge of the pot, aggrieved: "Actually everyone is very hungry, but I can't disobey Master Muzan's order, otherwise Master Muzan will be unhappy..."

"Bantengou, are you hungry?" Douma changed the target.

The dog squatted on the ground and cried for a long time: "Woo... I'm almost dying of hunger, it's so painful... woo..."

Seeing that Hantengu seemed to have a chance, Douma kept the option and went to ask the Uelu siblings.

Daki and Jifutaro sat on the small stool and looked at each other. Daki told Douma: "We have always used Wagyu instead."

Jifutaro also nodded: "Yes, we use this method instead of cannibalism."

"What, Wagyu?" Douma's rainbow eyes shed big tears, his face full of disbelief, "What are you talking about? Wagyu is far inferior to girls."

"Oh, that's true." Daki lowered her head in frustration.

"But the food here is pretty good. Would you like to try it, Mr. Douma?" Jifutaro kindly recommended it to Douma.

Douma was still crying and didn't want to listen to Jifutaro's unpleasant words at all.

The dog kept sobbing for a long time: "As for me, I have always been compassionate and I will never eat the elderly. The elderly are very pitiful... woo..."

Hearing Hantengou's words, Douma suddenly burst into laughter. He bent down and squatted beside Hantengou, patting Hantengou's shoulder.

"Hantengu-sama." Douma smiled strangely, "Then let's eat girls together! Girls are not considered old people, right? Then I really strongly recommend this kind of human."

“Eh?” Hantengou stopped crying and looked at Douma blankly, “Young woman? That’s fine…”

"Really? That's great~"

"It's not me who wants to eat, it's my stomach that wants to eat." Hantiangou pointed at his stomach and added innocently, "I'm very kind. I have been trying to stop it. I've really tried very hard..."

Douma squinted his eyes and smiled: "Hmm~hmm, I know! What a coincidence, I am also very kind. I eat them and keep them in my stomach. In this way, I can save them and let them live forever with me!"

Bantiangou thought it made a lot of sense: "So that's how it is. It seems that I have done a lot of good things."

"Yes!"

The two hit it off.

After successfully forming a team, Douma took out a silver fan and blew out a gust of cold wind.

In an instant, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply, approaching freezing point.

Riding on this wind, Douma and Hantengu were about to leave.

Akaza hurried to stop him.

"You guy, do you want to disobey Lord Muzan's order?!" he roared.

God knows, he has been annoyed with Douma for a long time. But due to class reasons and because there is no suitable reason, he has never found a chance to vent.

This time, the best reason has finally arrived!