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

There were gleams in Wuichiro's eyes. He seemed calm, but in fact his heart was turbulent.

——So, my brother has been protected by Xiao Wuzang all along?

"That young man is still alive." Ubuyashiki Yoshiya's wife, Mrs. Amane, also remembered Muichiro's brother.

When she went to Jingxin Mountain to find the two brothers, Youyilang drove her away, which left a deep impression on her.

The other party is a young man with a strong personality.

Muichiro became a pillar after just two months of holding a sword. If it were that Yuichiro, he might have broken this record even faster.

"Yes, there are still many ghosts like Youzhilang in the Infinite City for me." Xiao Wu said, "Since I became Muzan, I told them not to eat people anymore. Now those who can survive are those who meet my requirements.

"But..." Xiao Wu changed the subject, "It is an ironclad fact that they have eaten humans. I know you won't forgive them. As for me, it's not a question of whether I forgive or not. Anyway, as long as I'm gone, they won't continue to exist, right?

"So what I want to say is that after all, I have been with them for so long, I also want to say goodbye, that's all, I hope you can understand."

She thought they wouldn't understand her idea, but unexpectedly, Ubuyashiki Kakuya was the first to agree.

The man was already blind. He sat on the futon and said warmly, "Of course. Why don't you and I agree on a date in seven days, and we'll meet here again after seven days."

"My lord?" Xiyue called out in confusion.

Everyone knows what ghosts look like. Now that Xiao Wu can finally be herself, why should she go to see those uglier creatures?

Beimingyu Xingming couldn't quite understand it, but Xiyue had already been his mouthpiece, so he just maintained the posture of Buddhist salute and didn't move.

There was a clanging sound, and Uzui Tengen rubbed the gemstone beads on his forehead and said speechlessly: "Why are you so stupid as to treat ghosts as friends? Although it is not a bad thing to be soft-hearted, you still have to be tough when necessary, so that you can be considered a gorgeous person!"

After he finished speaking, he received a speechless look from Zenitsu.

"Xiao Wu, I can understand your thoughts." Tanjiro suddenly raised a different opinion from the previous speaker. His voice was positive and full of vigor and vitality. "Although those ghosts did a lot of bad things, they were very good to you. That's why you want to say goodbye, right? But you must be careful. They are nice to you only because they think you are Muzan. They don't care about you personally."

There are very few things in this world that Tanjiro cannot understand, except for the sophistry remarks made by Hantengu whom he met last time.

As for Xiao Wu's thoughts, he understood them perfectly.

He understands her.

"Since you've made up your mind, that's good. Those ghosts can't do anything to you anyway." Yiyong crossed his arms across his chest, expressionless, and the long white hilt of the Nichirin Sword was held in his arms.

Shimi hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "Okay, then... go ahead."

Obane looked over and saw that Shimizu's fingernails were deeply embedded in the flesh.

He lowered his strange eyes and looked at Mitsuri, who had a lot to say but couldn't say it.

Ah, his contradictory good friend...

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After getting a seven-day vacation, Xiao Wu left the base of the Demon Slayer Corps and went to Nightmare's residence first.

In the private hospital famous for its psychology department, Yuichiro was also there because he was afraid that nightmares would make him do something stupid.

Seeing Xiao Wu, Yan Meng stood there stupidly and almost dropped the photo frame in his hand to the ground.

“Nothing…Nothing…”

Xiao Wu smiled and quickly went forward to hug him.

Instantly, the soft fragrance fills my arms.

Nightmare greedily sniffed the fragrant scent of the person in his arms. His hands couldn't stop shaking. They moved up and down in the air for a long time. Just as he was about to touch that beautiful back, he heard Xiao Wu say:

"Sorry, I have something to do later, so we may not be able to meet for a long time."

He paused for a moment, and finally chose to let go.

"Is that so? It's okay. I'll wait for you."

——Anyway, this wasn’t the first time he had to wait, he was used to it.

He will keep waiting.

Xiao Wu asked again: "What if I die? How will you wait for me if I die?"

Nightmare said without hesitation: "Of course I will die with Master Muzan."

The person in front of him was the one he cherished the most. If the person he cherished was gone, even if he was still alive, it would be meaningless.

Of course he would go with her.

Wherever she went, he would follow her. Even if she no longer recognized him, or even looked back at him, as long as he could still touch the ground she stepped on, kiss it, that would be enough.

"Is this true?" Xiao Wu looked into Nightmare's blue eyes seriously.

Nightmare nodded: "Of course. Even if you are no longer the Ghost King, or even no longer a ghost, and become just like an ordinary person, I will still recognize you."

These ideas had already taken root in his heart.

In fact, he already knew that she was not Muzan-sama...

After hearing this, Xiao Wu felt a sour feeling in his chest, and an indescribable emotion arose spontaneously.

She let go of the nightmare, looked away and started looking for Youzhilang, only to find that Youzhilang was sitting alone on the sofa in the corner drinking coffee.

"Ichiro, why did you run so far?"

Yuichiro blew the steam off the coffee cup and said, "Coffee tastes bad when it's cold."

Xiao Wu: “…”

Although he knew what Youyilang was thinking, Yanmeng did not feel embarrassed. He walked over and poured a glass for Xiaowu as well.

"In fact, Ichiro already knows that you are Lord Muzan."

Nightmare told her.

But what he didn't say was that he already knew that Master Muzan was "Xiao Wu"...

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Afterwards, Xiao Wu went to find Mingnu, Daki, and Jifutaro.

She felt that she needed to tell Daki her real name, because in the book, there were few characters who would worry about their names, but Daki was one of them.

"Your real name is actually Xiaomei."

Xiao Wu told Daki seriously.

Daki blinked: "Eh? Lord Muzan..."

"And my name. From now on, you have to call me Xiao Wu."

Daki: “…”

Jifu Taro looked at the two of them staring at each other, his mind buzzing for a while, and suddenly he slapped the floor and said, "Yes, that seems to be the case! My sister is not called Daki, which is a difficult... uh, complicated name. Sister, it seems that your name is really Xiaomei."

"...Really?" Daji looked at her brother with doubt.

What's her name? How come she doesn't even know it?

"You dare to doubt me? If I say you are you, then you are it!" Xiao Wuyong glared at Du Ji with his red eyes, scaring Du Ji so much that she dared not say a word.

"Okay, then my sister will be called Xiaomei from now on." Ji Futaro quickly lowered his head and kept poking the flesh on his sister's arm as a reminder.

Seeing that they accepted it immediately, Xiao Wu was very satisfied.

She asked Mingnu to conjure up two pipa, gave one to Xiaomei and Jifutaro respectively, and asked them to start their performance report for the past three years.

It was not difficult for Xiaomei to play the pipa, but although Jifutaro had learned it, he was not very confident in his pipa skills.

Jifutaro swung the pick clumsily, flipping the four strings alternately with appropriate force, and his left hand pressed the large and small frets up and down, left and right like an octopus.