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

Four feet clattered, leaving footprints in the snow, and the two walked silently along the snow-covered path.

Tomioka Giyuu suddenly asked, "You and that boy just met today?"

In fact, judging from her dress and appearance, Yiyong could guess that Xiaowu was not from the same family as them.

The siblings look very kind and simple, giving people a refreshing and elegant feeling;

Xiao Wu, on the other hand, is charming and graceful, like a handful of rich spices. Just standing there, people feel a strange sense of incongruity as if she were a princess who had strayed into the common people.

Why...is she here?

Confused, Yiyong expressed his doubts.

Muzan had guessed that he would ask, so he repeated to Giyuu exactly what he had said to Tanjiro.

Watching the girl's beautiful red lips opening and closing as she told of her thrilling experience, Yiyong felt a sudden pang of pity for no reason.

——It turns out that she is a prostitute.

Every word and action is carefully directed by someone, and every frown and smile is carefully designed.

No wonder she looks so noble in her every move, but ended up in this remote snowy mountain.

"She has probably never walked such a long way before..."

Suddenly thinking of something, Giyuu stopped and squatted with his back to Muzan.

Wuzan was puzzled: "What's wrong with you? Do you have a stomachache?"

"..." Yiyong's tone was neither cold nor hot, "Come up, I'll carry you."

Wuzan was shocked and took a step back reflexively!

In his previous life, Tomioka Giyuu indignantly held Kujo Shiozuki in his arms and then used water breathing to teach him a lesson. For Muzan, it was just yesterday.

But today, he actually said he wanted to carry me on his back?

Her first reaction was to refuse: "No, no, I..."

But before he could finish his words, Tomioka Giyuu turned around and forcefully clamped Muzan, who had his eyes wide open in disbelief, under his armpit like a thermometer!

This action is a bit familiar. It was described in the original book review like this:

"Ansai Waist Drum".

……

The air was cold, but Giyu Tomioka was not affected by its cold temperature at all.

The man used the methodical breathing method freely and his steps were as fast as the wind, and the trees on both sides flashed by quickly.

Muzan stared helplessly at Tomioka Giyu's buttocks and said mischievously, "Mr. Tomioka, you seem to have body odor."

His heart skipped a beat, and Yiyong quickly checked himself and answered with certainty, "I don't have any."

"No, you do."

"No."

"That means your nose is not working properly."

"..."

Tomioka Giyuu said nothing more.

Seeing that this topic seemed to be going nowhere, Wuzan brought up another new topic: "By the way, where are you taking me?"

Tomioka Giyuu pondered for a moment and said honestly, "I haven't thought about it yet."

"……what?"

"Ah."

The man's words were indifferent, as if he was just being perfunctory.

However, he really hadn't thought it through.

He was just motivated by humanitarian spirit at the time. When he saw the red-haired boy begging for mercy in the snow, unable to protect too many people, and the soft, delicate and charming Xiao Wu, who had nothing to do with "hard work and perseverance", he subconsciously felt that only he could step forward to protect her.

At the very least, if he followed the red-haired boy, he was sure that Xiao Wu's feet would not be able to bear it.

Xiao Wu had not been walking for very long when he kept adjusting his feet.

He was very careful and had noticed it a long time ago.

……

Along the way, Xiao Wu was held by Tomioka Giyu in this weird position. She wanted to get off halfway, but was rejected by Giyu.

Although she felt very embarrassed that a mere water column mistook her as the Ansai waist drum as the Ghost King, she thought that no one saw it anyway, and Yiyong's mouth was tighter than 502 glue, so he would definitely not let it leak out.

It's not uncomfortable anyway, so let's just see what he wants to do.

……

I don’t know how many hours passed, but Muzan just felt that the temperature around him seemed to become warmer.

Just as she was about to say something to Yiyong, she suddenly felt a stinging sensation on her skin, causing her to gasp in an instant.

“It hurts so much~!”

Yiyong paused, thinking that he had hurt her, and quickly put her down.

I saw that Muzan's originally snow-white skin turned slightly red, as if it was covered with a layer of rouge, as if it was stained with a layer of girlish shyness;

But soon, small red bumps appeared on the pink skin, which was very eye-catching.

Yiyong frowned slightly.

"How could this be?"

Ghosts cannot bask in the sun, and neither can Muzan.

Knowing that his identity might be exposed, Wuzan did not panic and continued to stand calmly in the sun.

She is not afraid of death.

She... has nothing to be afraid of.

She no longer has any weaknesses in this world.

Therefore, she can be so reckless and do whatever she wants.

"Mr. Tomioka, do I look ugly like this?"

The sunlight cast a little glow on her skin, and the rashes on her face became more and more numerous.

The lips painted with lipstick are raised in an upward arc...

She is smiling.

His heart seemed to be tightly blocked by something, and Giyuu quickly took off his haori jacket and put it on Muzan's head.

"Can't you bask in the sun?" He looked at her and said lightly.

"What?" Muzan lifted up Giyu's clothes and looked up at him, "You can't stand it anymore? Because you think I'm ugly like this?"

The ordinary sunlight was a deadly poison to Muzan. Her skin became redder and redder, and more small pimples appeared on her face, neck and hands like mushrooms after rain.

Unable to bear watching this sight, Giyu pulled with his big hand and covered Muzan's entire head with the spliced ​​haori again.

"Cover it."

He had long seen that she was delicate, but he never expected her to be so delicate.

I have heard from the Sound Pillar that the prostitutes in Yoshiwara Yukaku sleep during the day and come out to pick up customers at night. Their skin is not exposed to sunlight all year round, so it is easy to get skin diseases.

Xiao Wu was indeed stunning when she first came into the sun, but after the sun lasted for a long time, she developed a strong sunburn reaction, which was obviously caused by continuous exposure to the scorching sun in the hot July.

For a girl who is easily broken, can I really find a suitable place to stay?

This was the first time Yiyong had seen such a pampered person, and he thought that he had really opened his eyes.

Giyu's actions really surprised Muzan.

She thought that Yiyong had seen through her identity, and was thinking whether it would be better to fight him to the death or call Mingnu to escape. Unexpectedly, he had no intention of drawing his sword against her at all.

So what does he mean?

Wuzan stared at the enamel blue eyes of the man in front of him in distress, and then saw that he actually squatted with his back to her again.

"I'll carry you on my back." Yiyong's voice still seemed cold.