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

However, all her speculations did not give her any answers.

Because Rengoku Kyojuro has completely fainted.

Muzan then covered his face with tears and said to Mitsuri pitifully: "Mitsuri, my face hurts so much." ( ?? ﹏ ?? )

Mi Li's lips trembled, she was at a loss: "Ah, what should I do? Should I send you to the hospital?"

When you ask her, she knows nothing about anything!

Mitsuri suddenly thought again, wasn't she about to send Mr. Rengoku to the Demon Slayer Corps' hospital - Chouya?

Isn't that perfect together?!

However, Muzan refused her: "No, this is an old problem for me. I just need to stay in the shade for a while and it will be fine."

"Is that so..." Mitsuri calmed down.

Muzan pretended to be weak, took small steps and ran to the shade of a tree, waving at them: "Then you send Mr. Purgatory to the Butterfly House, I will go back to my master first!"

At this moment, Muzan's face looked as if he had been poisoned by some biological weapon. His skin and flesh were wrinkled and turned red and purple like the bark of a thousand-year-old tree, and it seemed as if he was about to die.

Mitsuri was a little worried about Muzan going alone, but she was also injured and needed to go to the Butterfly House for treatment. Moreover, she was no longer a "free person" now. She had just finished a mission, and the battle was against the Twelve Demon Moons. The team leader fainted again, so she should follow her team leader.

She had no choice but to wave goodbye to Wuzan: "Xiao Wu, then you should be safe. I look forward to our next meeting!"

"Yes, I will!" Muzan gave Mitsuri a bright smile.

When she said yes, it wasn't just a polite remark, but an answer that she already knew.

After all, Mitsuri is the one who will survive the last battle...

……

Not far away, Mingnu had hidden inside a toy store, watching them through the glass door of the store.

After the Demon Slayer Corps left, Muzan walked into the store and dragged Mingnu out, all the way to an empty alley.

Fortunately, this alley is backlit, otherwise Mingnu really felt that she was going to die.

Muzan was in a good mood. She smiled and said to Mingnu: "Mingnu, please teleport me to a shady place near the foot of the dense forest mountain. Be careful not to get too close to the dense forest mountain to prevent someone from seeing me. I have to walk there slowly by myself."

"Yes, Lord Muzan." Mingnu considerately returned the oil-paper umbrella that Muzan had given her to Muzan.

Wuzan took it.

"Then from now on, you can move freely." Muzan announced mercifully.

Mingnu lowered her head and said nothing.

——How can she...move freely?

Didn't Lord Muzan forget that she gave him a "long-term mission" - to teach Jifutaro to play string instruments...

But the image of Jifutaro practicing the piano hard only flashed through her mind for a second, and then her mind was immediately cleared.

She didn't dare to let her imagination run wild.

Because Lord Muzan can hear the heart sounds of all the ghosts within a certain range.

"Dang——!" She picked up the pick and plucked the pipa strings, activating the blood demon technique to send Muzan out.

She chose to send Master Muzan away immediately...

***

In the wild in the early morning, the clear chirping of yellow orioles heralds the arrival of spring, awakening all creatures on earth from their sleep.

Muzan opened his oil-paper umbrella and waited until the sunburn on his face had healed enough before he slowly walked out, heading towards the dense forest mountain under the shade of the trees.

She had only taken a few steps when she paused.

"Is there anyone there?"

Muzan raised his umbrella a foot and raised his eyelids.

As soon as she got here, every cell in her body started to tense up. That was a passive skill that was given to her by the very miserable. She might not be able to sense the breath of ordinary soldiers, otherwise she would not have been caught by Tanjiro in Sensoji Temple.

The only thing I can sense is...

"It's the pillar..."

The pillars exude an indescribable murderous aura, which is an indelible temperament that they have after going through hundreds of battles.

She just didn't know which pillar would come to her small, remote mountain in the dense forest so early in the morning?

Muzan did not stop, and even slightly quickened his pace.

***

On the mountain in the dense forest, birds are singing, and the place is quiet and leisurely.

The young man in black, wearing a new style, bowed to the resolute old man.

"Did Mr. Zhu go down specifically to wait for Xiao Wu?" Abe Zhi asked.

Gotanda Shirou took a bite of his vegetable breakfast and pursed his lips slightly: "You are very worried about her."

"Master!" Abe Zhi was a little excited, "Xiao Wu is your apprentice."

"Xiaozhi, you have already become a master. We no longer need to address each other as master and disciple. From now on, you can just call me 'Mr. Gotanda'."

"..."

The choked boy knew that he couldn't communicate with his master, so he just went down the mountain by himself.

Be a teacher for one day, and be a father for life.

Likewise, as long as they were classmates, Xiao Wu would always be his most beloved junior sister...

***

at the foot of the mountain.

Muzan finally saw the person in front of her clearly with her eyes closed. She was completely stunned: "Uh..."

Why would the person who beat me the hardest in the previous two rounds appear here, standing right in front of me with his eyes only looking at me?

Did he come here specifically?

Then can she choose to burrow into the ground?

I saw that Fushigi Miya had silver hair that curled like a hedgehog. He seemed to be in good condition. There was no smell of blood on his body. He looked clean and tidy, not as scarred as the last time we met.

He looked Muzan up and down with an unfriendly look, as if he was examining a defective product.

Finally, two words came out of his mouth——

"It's you."

“……” Wuzan remained speechless.

Who else could it be if not her? Who did he think he was?

She doesn't want to talk...

The two of them stood there staring at each other awkwardly for about half a minute, and finally Shiya broke the deadlock: "Are you the female disciple of Master Gotanda?"

"Yes." Wuzan nodded.

I just don't know what he is going to do?

Wuzan always felt that he was up to no good.

"Heh." Fushigawa Miyabi turned his eyes away, his tone full of sarcasm, "I didn't expect you to become Master Gotanda's apprentice. I heard that many people who used wind breathing died in this selection. Hey, let me tell you,"

Shimizu turned his face towards Muzan, his eyes gleaming with ferocity.

"Do you also want to become a corpse on Fujixi Mountain?"

Muzan blinked his eyes and felt as if he had some serious illness.

After carefully analyzing the logic of the other party's words, Wuzan calmly asked back: "Then I... change my breathing method?"

"I don't mean that Breathing of Wind is bad, you idiot!" Shimi was instantly furious.

Being called an idiot for no reason, Muzan was furious: "What did you say?!"

She clenched her fists in anger.

She swore that if this rude man dared to speak rudely again, she would immediately turn him into her own little bun.

She is different from the miserable one. She has plenty of ways to launch sneak attacks.

Fortunately, she was overthinking it, because after that curse, Shiya started to speak properly: "Wind Breathing is very powerful, but Master Gotanda's training is not intense enough. As long as you finish learning, you can take the exam. If you go, you will die."

Muzan thought about it and nodded pretentiously.

It turns out that’s what he meant.

Really, it turns out you are worried about her life.

"What a weird man."

She thought he needed to take a Chinese class to learn how to speak properly.

Just as she was thinking, she heard Shiya suddenly speak fiercely to her: "Since you have learned the Breathing of Wind, you must practice it to perfection! Otherwise, not only will you not be able to kill the ghosts, but you will also increase their food rations -

"You guys, do you have the will to kill ghosts?!"

Shiya stared at her angrily, waiting for her answer.

That expression and that tone made it seem as if Muzan had done something immoral.

——Although a lot has been done in the first two rounds, this round has not yet begun.

Hearing the other party ask this, although Muzan felt quite childish, he immediately began to frantically display the arrogant and narcissistic face of the original owner, Muzan, in his mind.

Those arrogant and cowardly micro-expressions, and the extremely despicable remarks he made.

"It's because of him that I'm trapped in this world, living a life that's neither human nor ghost!"

With his emotions at full blast, Muzan raised his head angrily and said firmly to Fuzugawa Shiya: "Of course! I must learn the most powerful breathing method to make Muzan kneel down and beg for mercy!"

——This time, what she said was true!

Shimi's eyes fell on her slender wrist holding the umbrella, and her white jade-like fingers, each of which looked soft and boneless. No matter how he looked at it, he didn't think that hand was used to hold a sword.

But this woman is not his brother, even if he thinks she is not suitable, he has no way to stop others from joining the Demon Slayer Corps. Besides, there have been beautiful and seemingly weak pillars who have become quite powerful after learning.

"In her heart, Breathing of Wind is the strongest."

Shimi's eyes were dark and unclear. After racking his brains, he looked at Muzan fiercely: "Humph! Killing ghosts is not as simple as playing house. If you want to die, that's your business, but if being eaten by ghosts will only strengthen their power, then it's better for me to kill you here!"

Muzan was confused by what he said, and had no idea what he wanted to do, so he chose to follow his own logic: "Master Wind Pillar, I believe that Master Gotanda will teach me well, and I am still waiting to become companions with Xiaocai and the others."

"..."Bushigawa Miya frowned.

Muzan added, "Xiao Cai's full name is Ishihara Cai. She is the stepson of the Insect Pillar. She was there when I met you at the Butterfly House last time."

Shimi thought about it for a moment and remembered the three female team members he saw in the Butterfly House last time.

The three girls were so scared when they saw him that they trembled from side to side. At that time, he really wanted to catch those trainers and ask them if it was because they had not been on the front line for many years, had an easy life, and had become lazy, that they had trained such incompetent players.

The emotion that I had almost forgotten suddenly came back to my mind——

"The quality of the Demon Slayer Corps trainers is getting worse and worse!"

Although he believed in Master Gotanda's strength, so many people who used Wind Breathing died on Fujisaka Mountain every year, and Master Gotanda was getting older. It was still unknown whether he could still maintain the same level of strictness as in the past.

Producing a large number of unqualified team members is not only useless, but also wastes the funds of the Demon Slayer Corps and also provides food for those demons.

——Not to mention nurturing talents, but at least, not allowing unqualified people to pass.

Thinking of this, Fushigawa Shiya lowered his head and asked Wuzan fiercely: "Hey, do you want to be my stepson?"

His words were so harsh that it didn't seem like he was inviting her, but rather trying to dissuade her.

Wuzan looked up at him, his neck stiffened, and he was completely stunned.

She hadn't expected him to say that at all.

Before, when Fushigi Miya had red eyebrows and green eyes, she thought that she had somehow offended him just like Rengoku Kyojuro, so he was coming to fight her to the death.

Although I don't understand why he wants me to be his stepson, I agreed to it anyway. If I have a relationship with the current Pillar-level soldier, it will be easier to do something in the future, which is more convenient than the current retired old man who lives in seclusion in the mountains.

"Well, first of all, while he's not at home, search his house from top to bottom to see if there's anything precious.

Haha, it’s really me…”

Muzan had already started to think about it in his mind.

She nodded reluctantly, her eyes flickering: "Well... okay then."

"What, you don't want to? Otherwise, just give up the idea of ​​joining the Demon Slayer Corps!" Shimizu glared at Muzan fiercely.

Not everyone can join the Demon Slayer Corps, and not everyone is worthy of the lord's salary.

If she can't even bear his training at that time, then she should just behave herself and become a handyman in the Butterfly House as soon as possible.

Muzan raised his eyes in pretended surprise, letting his tears fill his eyes but not letting them fall.

As if she had made some important decision, she looked directly at Shiya with resolute eyes, then smiled implicitly: "Mr. Fengzhu, I...actually I am willing."

After saying this, she turned her head away reservedly and pretended to wipe away the tears that were about to fall from the corners of her eyes.

Immortal Kawa Saneya: "..."

I don't know why, but Shiya always feels like he is forcing a woman of good character into prostitution...

But before he could think about it, an anxious voice came from behind, interrupting his thoughts -

"Xiao Wu, don't go! Although Mr. Fuzugawa is a pillar, Master Gotanda was also a pillar!"

Shimizu and Muzan turned around at the same time, only to see Abeshi running towards them hurriedly from the mountain with a panicked look on his face.

He was already wearing the male uniform of the Demon Slayer Corps, but he didn't have a sword yet.

Wuzan smiled sweetly at him and said, "Brother, you have put on your team uniform, it fits you very well! Mitsuri has also put on her team uniform, her uniform is very beautiful~"

"Xiao Wu, let's not talk about the uniforms for now." Abe Shi said breathlessly, "Can you... not go with Mr. Busei-kun?"

He looked at her seriously, with a hint of hope in his eyes.

“……” Muzan didn’t say anything and fell into a brief silence.

At this moment, she inexplicably recalled the countless Korean dramas she had watched before crossing over -

"Oppa, Kajima! (Brother, don't go!)"

Then every time this happens, this "Oppa" will turn around and leave without mercy, and then the TV will play sad background music and give a close-up slow-motion shot of the heroine's sad crying face.

Although she really didn't want to do the same thing as this "Oppa", in her heart, the overall plan was the most important.

She also wanted to search the house of the current Wind Pillar. How could she have the time to sit idle in the mountains with Abe Shi?

Besides, she didn't understand. Abe Shi had already passed the selection exam. He would be either on a mission or on his way to a mission. How would he have time to look for her?

Doesn’t he think he has a lot of free time…?

"Brother." Muzan looked at Abe Shi and spoke clearly, "I have decided to choose Mr. Busikawa."

Abeshi looked sad and smiled bitterly: "Why? Is it because he is a pillar?"

"..."

Wuzan raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling a little weird.

Why did she feel that these words were as if she was making a choice between Abe Shi and Fushigawa Miya?

What's going on? She just wants to find a teacher, not a partner!