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

"Okay, I promise you." Wu Cang responded indifferently, "Then I will go with you after you kill all the ghosts."

"Oh, you refused to leave when Tomioka took you, but you left as soon as I took you. Don't try to take advantage of me, I have a family."

On the one hand, Uzui Tengen was happy that he had defeated Tomioka Giyuu again, but on the other hand, he couldn't help but warn Xiao Wu Ke not to have any bad thoughts towards him.

Wuzan was speechless: "You think too much."

If she wants to see handsome guys, she herself is the most handsome guy, so why should she look at others?

Besides, what's the harm in taking a few more glances? It won't hurt to take a look.

"I'm just overthinking it. It seems like you're also afraid of being found by the people in the brothel at any time." Uzui Tengen looked at the large houses stacked in the distance, his eyes slightly twisted.

"That ghost is very cunning. I have been watching it for a long time and even sent my wife to lurk in suspicious prostitute houses, but still nothing was found. Yesterday I did see some things produced by the ghost's blood ghost art, but when I went over, it disappeared again. I'm afraid it's not that easy to kill."

Muzan said lightly: "It seems that your business ability is not high enough. Mr. Tomioka chopped the ghost into powder with one blow last time."

“That’s different!” A “crossroads” popped up on Uzui Tengen’s head. “Demons can be divided into powerful and mediocre ones. The one Tomioka encountered was obviously a small-time demon. I can kill that kind of demon with one blow!”

"Oh." Wuzan looked at him and blinked.

Uzui Tengen got angry again: "What's with that expression?"

This little geisha actually didn't believe in his level!

Never mind, anyway, his mission is just to take her away from the red-light district. Originally, when Tomioka came to ask him for help, he didn't want to intervene too much, but Kujo came to ask for help, saying that if the little geisha ran away and was caught again, she would have a hard time in the future. He just needed to take the little geisha to the Butterfly House and hand her over to them, and he didn't need to worry about the follow-up matters.

When they arrived at Yoshidaya where Muzan was, Uzui Tengen paid the money and redeemed Muzan.

The proprietress was grinning from ear to ear, and that expression was exactly the same as the boss's expression yesterday when Muzan spent a huge sum of money on Daki.

Looking at Uzui Tengen like this, Muzan was finally able to imagine how infatuated Daki must have been looking at him in her heart when he did this last night.

"I must have been more handsome than him yesterday."

Muzan thought happily.

"This should be enough, right?" Uzui Tengen was counting money with the proprietress on an abacus. He turned around inadvertently and caught a glimpse of the bright smile on Muzan's face. There was an unstoppable light of love flashing in his red eyes.

Uzui Tengen's movements suddenly paused.

He knew that since he saved the fallen girl from danger, it was reasonable for the girl to be attracted to him.

But fortunately, I will continue to stay in Flower Street, and Xiao Wu will be sent to Butterfly House, and from then on I will only see him a few times a year.

In this way, Xiao Wu's affection for herself would be strangled in the cradle.

After packing up all of Muzan's things, Uzui Tengen handed the package to her.

Wuzan nodded and took it.

"You will stay at Wisteria House tonight. Wisteria House is..."

"I know. Mr. Tomioka took me there before." Wu Can interrupted indifferently.

"That's fine."

……

After settling Muzan down, Uzui Tengen went out to keep watch again.

Wuzan sat in the room, feeling extremely bored.

She checked the vision of her three subordinates in Hanamachi and found that Jifutaro and Mingnu had already arrived at Xianggu Pavilion, and Mingnu was teaching Jifutaro to play the shamisen; and Daki was in a bad mood for some reason and was getting angry and hitting people in the corridor. She had knocked down the door of some room and the ground was littered with other people's hair that she had pulled out.

"Let's go see the prostitute Taro first."

Muzan tapped his temple lightly, ready to let Mingnu teleport him over, but at this moment he felt someone holding his wrist, and a familiar and charming male voice sounded in his ears -

"Xiao Wu, you are really capable."

"Is Muzan miserable?"

Wuzan saw the male version of himself again.

The man's plum-red vertical pupils were right in front of him, revealing a dangerous gleam. The corners of his lips were raised, forming a beautiful arc, and his smile had an ambiguous meaning.

Seeing him, Muzan felt quite friendly: "Kizan Kibutsuji is very miserable, where have you been these two days?"

The original owner, Wuzan, increased the strength of his hands and said, "Don't call me that."

"Okay." Wuzan turned his face away nonchalantly, "Then I'll call you 'the scumbag boss'."

"..."

The original owner, Muzan, was an "ancient man" who only lived until the Taisho period, so naturally he did not understand the meaning of the title he received in the novel reviews outside of his works.

Hearing only the word "boss", he thought it must be a nice word, so he relaxed his expression and let go of his hand.

Wuzan looked at him suspiciously: "Do you only show up when there's no one else around?"

"So what? What can you do to me?" The original owner, Wuzan, exuded a sinister aura.

"Nothing." Wuzan closed his eyes slightly, "I have something to do and I'm leaving. Please do as you please."

"Xiao Wu!"

A huge pressure came from above like a mountain pressing down on him. Muzan's expression changed, and the same feeling also came from the chest of the original owner, Muzan.

He once again experienced what it felt like to "harm himself".

The uncomfortable feeling passed in an instant, Wu Can pursed his lips and smiled softly: "Boss, what are you doing?"

The original owner, Wuzan, was so angry that his face turned slightly blue, but he managed to maintain his dignity: "I still want to ask you, what are you doing to my Twelve Demon Moons?!"

"I think this is good. If you are not satisfied, then just kill me." Wuzan held his head with one hand and showed a provocative smile.

——She suddenly had the idea of ​​returning to her original world.

The original owner, Muzan, was very afraid of his life, so if it was just a simple provocation, it would be difficult for him to kill him.

But if this provocation continues to escalate and grow day by day, and even destroys his thousand-year plan, he might really lose his mind in anger and even beat himself.

The original owner, Muzan's strength, temporarily reached the ceiling level after Tsugumi Kuniyoshi's death. If he went crazy, he might kill him with just one blow.

"Are you trying to provoke my anger?" The original owner laughed instead of getting angry, "If you want to die, it's not that easy.

"Do you think that I have no other way to deal with you except killing you?"

“……” Wuzan blinked her eyes. She really felt so.

They are originally one, their perception of damage is interconnected, and even what they possess is the same. What on earth can he control?

The original owner, Muzan, slowly approached and leaned over.

The curly hair in front of her forehead hung down and gently brushed Wuzan's neck, making her feel a little itchy.

Accurately capturing the feeling coming from the woman's body, the original owner Wuzan chuckled and blew a breath of hot air behind Wuzan's ear: "Are you so sensitive?"

"Well, no." Muzan turned his face away, pretending not to care.

"You can't lie to me."

The man pinched Wuzan's chin, looked at the delicate and charming face in his hand, and said word by word,

"Everything about you is mine. Your breathing, your heartbeat, every inch of pleasure from your skin... I feel it all."

The fingertips gently swept across the other person's neck, and the tingling pleasure spread from his neck to his whole body again.

"So, you can't fool me."