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

The original owner, Muzan, knew all of Muzan's feelings.

Having the deepest bond with this damn villain, Muzan glared at him angrily with his willow-leaf eyes, his face unconsciously flushed slightly because of the man's teasing.

She said unhappily, "You are pornographic."

"Oh, that's ridiculous." The man said sarcastically, "Is there anything wrong with me touching my own face? But if you don't hide, then I will continue."

"What else do you want to do?" Muzan captured the expression on the original owner Muzan's face, but his handsome eyes were as bottomless as a deep pool.

In fact, we are all quite old and not inexperienced in the ways of the world.

Before she came to this world, Muzan was not a dull girl. She knew a lot of things. Moreover, when she played the role of Muzan, she had to flirt with Miss Rei as a man and flirt with male customers as a geisha. She was also an experienced person.

The original owner Muzan is even more needless to say. Not to mention his vest, he had married more than once before he became a ghost. For this kind of thing, he is probably so experienced that he is numb and even has no interest at all.

But why did she feel that he seemed to be in the mood again today?

Could this also be his acting skill?

Sensing the rhythm of the other person's heart, Wuzan found that this rhythm was quite...

steady.

After thinking quickly, Muzan chose to push aside this person of the opposite sex who had seriously overstepped the line.

The house of Wisteria House was neither big nor small. The original owner, Wuzan, stood aside leisurely, straightening his slightly wrinkled suit leisurely.

He smiled faintly, and then said to Wuzan: "It seems that there are still things in this world that you can't stand."

"Heh." Wuzan also sneered and touched his hair. "It's obviously because your skills are too poor that I am annoyed."

"Really? You should know that everything about you can't escape my eyes, but you're still being stubborn?"

"I suggest that we don't communicate anymore." Wuzan put away his smile and stopped looking at him coldly.

There was no way to get anything accomplished by talking to this guy, and she really wanted to hit him if they disagreed.

But she also knew very well that hitting him would be tantamount to "self-harm", and his strength was equal to hers, so even if she hit him she might not be able to defeat him, and the final result would be that both sides would suffer losses.

Therefore, there is no result and meaning in continuing to bicker like this.

The two were silent for a moment.

Finally unable to hold back, the original owner Wuzan glanced at the door, walked over silently and locked it, then walked up to Wuzan and said kindly: "Xiao Wu, you irritate me again and again. Am I the only one who can fulfill your wish and help you die? What you want is to return to your original world, right? Why don't we cooperate..."

"I don't want it." Wuzan refused bluntly, "I don't want to make a deal with an idiot."

"..." Veins suddenly bulged out of his body, and the original owner, Muzan, told himself to stay calm, and then tried to keep his tone calm, "You might as well listen to me first."

"Okay, tell me about it."

The original owner, Muzan, adjusted his breathing slightly and said, "Since to you, the people and things in this world are not 'real', then what does it matter to you whether they are alive or dead?

"As long as you do as I say, kill the Sound Pillar without anyone noticing, and kill all the other pillars you see, I will kill you according to your wishes."

"Shenjin." Muzan looked coldly at this handsome but stupid male version of himself, "If I asked you to kill me, would you do it? How do I know if you would lie to me? You and your twelve demon moon subordinates are all stupider than each other, but I am not stupid. I am very smart."

"..."

The original owner, Wuzhan, clenched his fists in anger, but suddenly thought that if his fingernails pinched his palms, the pain would be conveyed to the woman in front of him and she would know it, so he had to forcefully open his five fingers and bury his frustration in his heart.

The woman in front of me seemed to have thought of a brilliant idea. She suddenly relaxed her brows and smiled as bright as a flower.

——Yes!

Who said she couldn't deal with him? As long as she learned the Breathing of the Sun, she would be able to defeat the original owner, Muzan.

Facing the threat of death, the original owner Muzan would definitely listen to her. After all, compared with "self-mutilation", the latter is obviously much milder.

After making up his mind, Muzan felt that he was extremely smart: "Well, I want to join the Demon Slayer Corps and become a Pillar."

“You…” The original owner, Muzan, stared blankly at the woman who was intoxicated with her own plan, and could not help but exclaim in admiration, “If you become a pillar, you can meet the head of the Ubuyashiki clan, and you can also meet all the other pillars…”

——By then, won’t we be able to catch them all in one fell swoop?

This idea that I had been thinking about for hundreds of years but never came up with was solved today in an instant!

"To be able to come up with such a good plan, I am truly worthy of being another me."

Gazing at the peerless beauty of the female version of himself with deep affection, the original owner Muzan seemed to see the dawn of victory.

……

Yoshiwara tour city, Xianggu Pavilion.

"Lord Muzan still hasn't come yet?" Jifutaro asked Mingnu while playing the shamisen awkwardly.

Mingnu raised her ochre-red eyes and glanced at Jifutaro's left hand: "Sir Jifutaro, you pressed too high... Lord Muzan just contacted me, and just as he was about to say something, the connection was cut off again."

“……” Jifutaro frowned and continued practicing the piano.

They had clearly gone together before, how come Muzan-sama disappeared without a trace? Wasn't she supposed to come with him?

However, he knew what he should do next without her coming. Muzan asked him to work in Xianggu Pavilion, and the instructions were very clear. It was just like his sister Daki, learning the skills to receive customers, then starting to take orders and handing in the money.

Moreover, Muzan has a strange new rule, which is that no one should kill or eat anyone recently, because they have been targeted by the Demon Slayer Corps.

But he didn’t understand. If someone was targeting you, wouldn’t you just kill the person? Isn’t that what Lord Muzan has always said?

Why now...

He continued to pluck the instrument in his hands, but the sound had already gone away and his mind was also wandering in the clouds.

"What is Muzan-sama doing now? Why doesn't she come to see me..."

In the small house, devilish sounds lingered in the air, and weird music was playing.

Suddenly, with a loud bang, the door of Jifutaro's practice room was violently pushed open, and a noisy male voice came from the door -

"Shit! What rubbish are you playing? Stop it right now!"