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

How many times had she longed to go back to the past, even though she knew it was fake, she was willing to do so.

But she was also afraid that she would not be able to distinguish between dreams and reality.

Was it that in her dream she dreamed about her past before she traveled through time, or did she come to the world of the novel?

After all, where is the dream and where is the reality...

How she wished that the nightmare before her was just a dream.

Nightmare's heart was filled with anxiety, and he called out the name of his most beloved master: "Master Muzan..."

"Nightmare, how long have I slept?" Muzan searched Nightmare's clinic, trying to find something like a calendar, but he only saw a big, old clock ticking.

The current time is displayed as "17:35".

Nightmare told her, "Master Muzan, you slept for nearly seven days."

"Yeah."

——It seems that she has a good sense of timing.

The passage of time in a dream is different from that in reality. As long as you can realize that you are dreaming, it is easy to wake up. But if you consciously choose not to wake up and act according to your waking consciousness, you can control it.

However, dream control is very dangerous. It is easy to fall into a "dream within a dream" and eventually lose the ability to distinguish between reality and dreams, or always dream about the most terrifying events over and over again, and can only end it with more terrifying methods.

So, she chose to wake up instead of continuing.

"It's been seven days. Brother's trial should be over. I don't know whether he is alive or dead."

In fact, he was just a paper man after all. She had never seen Abe Shi when she was reading the novel, so naturally she had no feelings for him.

Although, he had always taken good care of her in the dense forest and mountains...

"Ah... am I so heartless?

I even shed tears for him. 』

Moreover, she originally came to Nightmare to have some fun, but ended up sleeping for a week on a whim and didn't do anything serious.

——Forget it, let’s talk about it next time.

She waved at him: "Nightmare, I'm leaving first. I'll come and play with you next time."

As she spoke, she began to prepare to call Mingnu in her mind.

Nightmare frowned, feeling a sense of loss in his heart: "Lord Muzan, are you leaving so soon?"

Although he has been "spying" on the screen for a week, he hasn't interacted with Master Muzan...

Wuzan nodded and made big promises as usual: "Wait for me, I won't forget to come find you."

After all, Nightmare's vampire magic was just too good for her.

All along, there was only one thing she desired most——

go back.

She initially speculated that the key to returning to reality was most likely the original owner, Muzan, who had not appeared in the previous two lives. Nightmares could take her back to the past from time to time.

——Even if I can’t go back for a while, isn’t it okay to dream occasionally?

Now in Muzan's heart, Nightmare's status and position have reached a higher level than before.

After getting the promise from the Ghost King himself, the gloom of Nightmare finally disappeared. He smiled and waved goodbye to Muzan, watching him disappear on the spot.

"Master Muzan..." Nightmare lay on the ground and kissed the ground where Muzan had just stood, "I will always wait for you."

***

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It’s dusk, and the sunset is coming to an end.

Muzan asked Mingnu to teleport her directly to a place at the foot of Fujixi Mountain where dead trees and rotten logs grew tangled, and then she walked out slowly as if nothing had happened.

It is better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early. This group of trial-takers just happened to be coming down the mountain in twos and threes at this time.

This time, only a few people passed through, which could be counted on one hand. Fortunately, among those people, there were two familiar figures.

At this time, the figure also saw her.

"Xiao Wu!"

Mitsuri, with her three thick braids, ran down the stairs happily, pulling Abeshi along.

Wuzan let out a long sigh and smiled brightly at them: "Mi Li, and Senior Brother!"

Abeshi's amber eyes showed the tenderness of rebirth: "Xiao Wu, I did it, I survived."

Wuzan nodded: "Well, I knew you could do it!"

Then she turned her head and thought silently in her heart -

"I didn't expect that I would be a minor character who survived, but this is also good."

She had been concentrating on dreaming during this week, otherwise she would have liked to watch their "trial live broadcast".

Although she could also look through the memories of those dead guys, she was too lazy to look.

From the scars on their bodies it can be seen that if ghosts fight against them, it seems that the ghosts are the only ones who suffer.

"How is it? Is the trial difficult? I remember there were twenty or thirty people when I went there, but why are there only so few now?" Muzan asked even though he knew the answer.

Mitsuri described excitedly, "Ah~! That was really hard! The monsters popped out with a bang, and then I used the sword technique that Mr. Purgatory taught me to swish and swish them, and then they died!"

Wuzan: “…”∑(￣□￣;)

Abeshi looked at Muzan's petite figure, reached out and touched his head, and said in a doting tone: "Xiao Wu, I will tell you all the strategies of Fujixi Mountain in detail later. I will never let you die there. But I still hope you can not..."

Before she finished speaking, Mi Li suddenly thought of something and interrupted, "By the way, Xiao Wu, are you busy? Do you want to come to my house and play?"

Abe was interrupted before he could finish his words. He was speechless and stared at Mitsuri in silence.

Mitsuri also realized her mistake at the same time and scratched her head in embarrassment: "I'm sorry Mr. Abe, I shouldn't... uh... Anyway, you... continue."

"..." Abeshi coughed awkwardly, "Nothing, I just...didn't want to say anything important."

"I'm so sorry, I really want to find a hole to crawl into..." Mitsuri also tapped her toes on the ground in embarrassment.

Looking at their awkward duo, Muzan eased the atmosphere and said, "It's okay, Mitsuri. Senior Abe is my senior. If he has anything to say to me, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future. But you just said that you want to invite me to your house. Is this true?"

"Of course it's true!" Mitsuri came out of her embarrassment and regained her vitality. "You are the first girl I met in the Demon Slayer Corps. Well... although you haven't officially joined the Demon Slayer Corps yet, I believe you will in the future! So..."

As she spoke, her face turned red, as if she was afraid that Muzan would refuse.

If there is a chance to slack off, then of course Muzan would be willing to do so.

Wuzan smiled happily and said, "Okay, I'll go."

"Great!"

The two reached an agreement.

So, the two girls walked away happily hand in hand, leaving Abe Shi, the only male, "isolated".

——After all, Mitsuri couldn’t bring Abeshi, a boy, home, right?

He had just survived a disaster and met his lovely junior sister, but she was leaving with someone she had just met. Abe Zhiqiang smiled and told her to come back early, then turned around alone and set out on the road back to the dense forest mountain.

***

At night, there are not many people outside.

Although Mitsuri was extremely strong, she could not bear the tense seven days she had spent on Mount Fuji, not to mention that she now had a "guest" with her.

So Mi Li paid for a rickshaw and she wisely chose to take public transportation.

It is obvious that Mi Li's family is not short of money.

Mitsuri's home was located in Iikura, Azabu-ku, Tokyo. They changed several drivers along the way to avoid numbing the driver's legs, and each driver was full of energy, like a shooting star chasing the moon, and finally arrived on time at sunrise.

"Mi Li, your family seems to be quite wealthy?"

After getting out of the car, Muzan jogged all the way to the shade under the eaves of Mitsuri's house and pointed at his skin, "Well, my face can't be exposed to the sun."

"Yeah, I know." Mitsuri blinked and nodded.

When they were at Fujikiyama, Abe had already told her about Komu's skin.

Xiao Wu had lived in Yoshiwara since childhood and had been living there day and night, so over time, he probably had some kind of skin disease, or something like a sun allergy, just like some people have an allergy to peaches.

Moreover, Mr. Rengoku had said before that there was an apprentice who was originally assigned to Momoyama's predecessor, the Sound Pillar, but unexpectedly the apprentice was allergic to peaches and couldn't even smell them, so he was assigned to Mr. Rengoku's school.

——Although the apprentice later escaped again because Mr. Purgatory’s training was too harsh, that is beside the point.

Entering the Kanroji mansion, Muzan once again exclaimed that her house was really big. In comparison, Tanjiro's house was just a place with a big butt.

Mitsuri Kanroji's family is the same as Tanjiro's, with many brothers and sisters, a total of five, and Mitsuri is the eldest among them.

Muzan once again lamented the horror of people's fertility in the era without family planning.

——Although Japan does not seem to have ever implemented family planning, its population has also become seriously aged.

Facing a room full of people, Wuzan acted like a good girl and said, "Hello, nice to meet you. My name is Xiaowu, and I'm Mili's new friend. I'm sorry to bother you so much."

Mitsuri's brother looked at Muzan's beautiful face with shining eyes: "Sister, your friend is so beautiful."

I just wonder if she needs a fiancé?

"Of course she is beautiful. Don't keep staring at others. It's very rude." Mitsuri touched her brother's head lovingly. "Okay, go play. I think you haven't finished your homework yet?"

"Ah, sister, how do you know? Don't mention homework to me."

"Ha ha ha ha."

The brother and sister were playing and frolicking, and the younger brother threw himself into Mitsuri's arms again.

Mitsuri's parents stood by with gentle eyes. Mitsuri's mother said to Wuzan, "Xiao Wu, please take good care of Mitsuri."

Being suddenly entrusted with an important task, Wuzan was stunned for a moment, then he said politely: "No, she passed the trial earlier than me, and maybe she still needs Mitsuri to take care of me. However, I will definitely help her and me."

"You are such a good boy."

On the other side, Mitsuri had finished her fight with her brother, and came back to Muzan, holding his hand.

"Xiao Wu, let me take you to taste my secret pastries!" Mi Li said with a smile.

Wuzan hesitated for a moment, then asked with a hint of suspicion, "You've been out for seven days and just got home. Won't the cakes go bad if they're left out for seven days?"

"..." Mi Li was stunned, "Xiao Wu, what are you talking about? Of course it's not in stock, I made it right away!"

"Oh I got it."

Coming to the kitchen, Muzan looked at Mitsuri's busy figure. He saw the baguette-like pigtails behind her swinging back and forth, which was so cute.

His eyes wandered over the pink and green gradient, and Muzan guessed, "You're going to make Sakuramochi, right?"

"Huh? How did you know?" Mitsuri was surprised and happy, "Are you also a fanatic fan of Sakuramochi?"

Wuzan was silent for a moment, speechless.

Can she say that she had read the "script" in advance?

After a quick thought, she looked up at the window and casually said, "Because... the cherry blossoms are blooming now."

——In this sense, sakuramochi can be considered a “seasonal item”.

Mitsuri suddenly realized: "That's right! After all, cherry blossom cakes are the way to go in spring. Just wait, the delicious food is coming soon!"

After a fierce effort, in less than two hours, a pot of mouth-watering Daomingsi Sakura Cakes came out of the steamer.

The cute pink glutinous rice skin is wrapped in salted cherry blossom leaves, just like a cute little bunny.

"Here, your sakuramochi!" Mitsuri put the cute little ball on a small plate and handed it to Muzan.

Wuzan looked at the lovely food in his hand, imagining that the glutinous rice ball was filled with soft and slightly sweet bean paste.

But she knew that she couldn't taste it.

——If you want to taste the food, you can only do it in your dreams.

"Nightmare..."

As expected, she still wanted to meet that man again.

The last words she said to him were not empty promises.

She opened her red lips and took a light bite, her small pearly teeth leaving a row of tooth marks on the sakura mochi.

Sure enough, it tasted as bad as she expected.

She cannot taste human food.

"Hmm, it's delicious and sweet." Muzan narrowed his eyes and gave Mitsuri a flawless smile.

Mitsuri's cheeks blushed with joy: "Really? If it tastes good, then eat more~"

"Okay, I'll definitely come!"

Muzan and Mitsuri ate with great enthusiasm, and the whole plate of sakura mochi was finished in the blink of an eye.

Mitsuri chewed her food and mumbled, "By the way, Xiaowu, why do you want to join the Demon Slayer Corps?"

Xiao Wu blinked and answered, "Well, after I left the Yuujou, I felt uncomfortable in many places and couldn't do many jobs. So I wanted to become a pillar, get a high salary, and buy the latest bags."

Ganluji Mili: "..."

Seeing Mitsuri's dumbfounded look, Muzan thought for a moment and added, "Hmm... isn't it strange? In fact, this is just a small goal. If you can't become a pillar, then you can't become one. Anyway, you should work hard towards the goal. Some dreams are so difficult that they are almost impossible to come true, but it's okay to have them."

——Just like she wanted to return to reality.

"Hmm... I actually agree with your point of view." Mitsuri took another bite of the sakura cake and nodded, "Actually, the reason why I joined the Demon Slayer Corps is also very strange."

Muzan had read the novel and naturally knew why Mitsuri joined, but she still pretended not to know: "What is it?"

Mitsuri almost buried her head in the plate, and after a few seconds she shyly spoke: "Actually... I... I want to find my ideal husband!"

When he spoke the last part, his voice even trembled with nervousness.

"Wow, I found my ideal husband." Wuzan gave a thumbs up, "What a good idea."

It was the first time that Mitsuri saw someone express an opinion that was not "surprised" or "denial", as if her reasons were completely reasonable and justified.

This time she was surprised first: "Xiao Wu, aren't you surprised?"

"Surprised?" Wuzan nodded slowly, "Maybe... a little."

——A little, but not much.