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

The red blood covered the sky and the sun, that was the whole secret of her swordsmanship.

Hot, flowing, whistling.

The wind was blowing violently.

"Where is the second form?" the original owner Muzan asked her in her mind.

"The second form of Breathing of Wind is Claw Claw Koto Wind, which blows away stigma and wrongful convictions.

And I am the original sin of everything."

Wuzan told him with his mind,

"But is this really the case? No...

I tell you, all creatures that are stained by my blood will be punished and share the same sin as me.

It's not me who is wrong, it's the world."

"Type 2 - Flower of Judgment!"

Shouting the name of the move, Muzan swung his arm and swung out four sword winds.

Her face was as cold as frost: "The first sin is the desire for food. All things in the world have spirits, whether it is chickens, ducks, cows, sheep, or even grass and trees, they all have life. Humans use the banner of justice, but in fact they enjoy cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle. In fact, in the final analysis, they are just protecting their own interests.

"The second is greed. Want to create a world without ghosts? What a joke! If there were no humans, there wouldn't be so many beautiful homes disappearing in this world.

"The third is lust. I am the most perfect creature. I don't need to mate and reproduce because I will exist forever. Obviously, if I just keep myself clean, I won't spread diseases. Then there will be no red-light districts, and those girls won't be forced to receive customers.

"The fourth is jealousy and anger. These negative emotions are what humans are made of. They are jealous of us and angry that we have robbed them of their resources and threatened their overwhelming position in nature. In fact, to put it bluntly, it is nothing more than a disgusting view of right and wrong. I can understand their thoughts, but I don't want to understand them, and I don't agree with them, because in the final analysis, these perverse theories are simply untenable!

"Human beings are the root of all evil!"

"Well said, you are worthy of being my woman!"

The original owner, Muzan, praised her loudly in Muzan's mind, and he was really afraid that once he appeared, he would not be able to help but hug her excitedly.

His heart trembled, "Okay, Xiao Wu~~ Just practice like this. When you have mastered it, use the breathing method that the Ubuyashiki clan is proud of to chop off his head!"

Thinking of this, the original owner Muzan showed up, sat on the tatami, rubbed his eyebrows, and tried hard to suppress his smile.

He was wearing a suit, which was more suitable for him to sit on a stool, but unfortunately, Shimizu's training room was decorated in Japanese style, and there was no chair at all. So now the original owner Muzan was sitting on the floor in a suit, which looked very funny, just like a tired real estate agent.

Because their bodies could sense each other, the two ghosts' cells were filled with oxygen. The original owner, Muzan, felt full of energy even while sitting on the ground.

——So this is the power of breathing techniques. No wonder those ant-like humans can fight against ghosts after learning this. If ghosts can learn this, wouldn’t they be invincible?

But then he thought about the moral character of each of the people in the Twelve Ghost Moons, and suddenly he felt that "a rotten tree cannot be carved".

Among those people, it seems that only Akaza can learn a little bit. As for the others, Kokushibo has already learned it, and the rest are guys who can only rely on the power of others or are particularly greedy, and there is no martial arts genius.

"Forget it, you still have to rely on me."

He looked up and watched Xiao Wu practice seriously, and a warm feeling rose in his chest.

Warm and caring.

***

The sound of banging on the wall was heard constantly from the training room. When Shimi first stepped into the house, he thought the house was being robbed.

He quickly ran to the door and saw who was inside. He was stunned and his jaw dropped at the sight.

In the training room, a girl in white clothes was seen moving up and down, with red rain pouring down.

Sometimes it's drizzling and windy, sometimes it's pouring heavily.

He seemed to see a bloody storm.

Wind brings clouds, clouds bring rain. But Xiao Wu's "rain" was not made of water, it was a dazzling "blood rain".

Xiao Wu was wondering why she disappeared again while practicing so hard, and then she found out that it was Shimi who came back.

Fortunately, she had spoken so much earlier that Shimizu had not heard her. Otherwise, she would not know how she would have gotten away with it.

"It doesn't matter. This hedgehog-head is very stupid anyway. I can just act like a spoiled brat when the time comes."

Wuzan thought so, smiled easily, walked slowly in front of Shimi, and said obediently: "Master, why are you peeking at me?"

Shimi, who was a little shocked at first, got goosebumps all over his body after hearing this: "Who would peek at you? This is my home, I can go wherever I want!"

"Yeah, that's right." Muzan nodded seriously, "But you still shouldn't come into the bathroom when I'm taking a shower..."

"You think too much!"

Shimi's face turned red and he clenched his fists, not sure if he wanted to hit Xiaowu or himself.

The farce was over. Shiya calmed his racing heart and said in a gentle tone, "Speaking of which, that breathing method just now..."

"Yes, I practiced it randomly. Master, do you think it's okay?" Muzan raised his sincere eyes and looked at him.

——She really wanted to seek the opinion of Fushigawa Shiya. After all, the other party was also the Wind Pillar. Although he seemed like a lunatic on weekdays, his strength would not be a problem when it came to such professional matters.

"Yeah." Shiya affirmed, "It's good."

Wuzan smiled happily: "Really? Then Master, what name do you think I should give it? I have already thought of two sword-type names. The first type is called "Blood Mist" and the second type is called "Flower of Judgment". What do you think about "Mist Breathing"? The mist is very powerful. Or "Flower Breathing"? But it seems that there is already Flower Breathing. Kanao knows Flower Breathing. By the way, Master, do you know? Kanao is..."

Muzan kept talking, and Shimizu suddenly thought of something, and said with a gloomy expression: "Neither of these two is good."

“…Hmm?” Wuzan was puzzled.

Shimi was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised his voice, revealing his deep dissatisfaction with Muzan: "Why can't you learn the Breathing of Wind? I'm telling you! I've been teaching you whenever I have time, but are you really putting your heart into it?"

Muzan was choked by the stab, but she still smiled and said: "Breath of the Wind, you are all I need."

"So, what if I'm gone?"

“……” Wuzan was stunned for a moment.

She saw that there was no light in Shimi's gray eyes.

"Is he worried that he might be killed in a battle?"

Muzan couldn't read too many of Shimizu's emotions.

She only felt that Shimi was very quiet now, but very irritable inside, as if he was suppressing some emotion that was hard to explain.

After a moment, she smiled: "Shiya, you will not be gone. As long as I am here, you will not be gone. I will not let anything happen to you."

"Who do you think you are? How capable are you?" Wuming burst into anger for no apparent reason. Shiya's anger just started to rise, but suddenly stopped, "Wait a minute, what did you call me just now?"

His clear eyes sparkled with honesty, and he smiled naturally: "I call you Master."

"It's obvious that you didn't call me that just now!" Shiya shouted.

"Master," Wuzan patted his chest and said, "I want to become a pillar and protect you!"

Shiya widened his eyes: "What did you say?!"

"It's true, Master. I want to become the 'Flower Pillar' and be on equal footing with you."

The word "flower" seems to have some magical power. After hearing this word, Shimi's mood seemed to become not so good.

As soon as he thought of a certain flower column that was once on equal footing with him... after a long while, he blurted out a word: "'Blood'."

“……”⊙?⊙?

Shiya continued, "Just now, I saw some kind of blood and flesh flying from your sword shape. Xiaowu, I really want to know, what were you thinking at that time?"

Why would a girl who came from a brothel and could only sing and dance be so violent and brutal when she danced with a sword?

This is really too inconsistent...

Wuzan pursed his lips, raised his eyes, and looked at the large muscles exposed on Shiya's chest shyly: "Master, you have been using your blood to confuse the enemy. As your stepson, I cannot admit defeat."

“…” (￣^￣)

It turns out that Xiao Wu was thinking of him...

Shiya swallowed, avoided her gaze, and said, "Then let's call it 'Blood'! This Wind Pillar now officially declares that 'Blood Breathing' is the name of your breathing method.

"The names of breathing techniques are very particular. You can't just use any name, stupid woman! Anyway, the name 'Flower Breathing' doesn't suit you, and don't call it 'Mist Breathing' either. Just call me by the name I gave you, 'Blood Breathing'.

"Hey, you... go and bring me a bloody storm that will cover the mountains and rivers!"

Shimi widened his eyes and smiled grimly, like the judge of hell, with bloodshot eyes.