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

"Okay." Muzan obediently hugged Giyu's neck.

This was the first time that Muzan was carried on someone's back.

Although he had carried Miss Rei on his back as a man in his previous life when he played the original Muzan, and had flirted with the guests in his current appearance, no one had ever carried him on their backs and walked such a long distance outside like this.

Yiyong's hair looks hard, but I didn't expect it to feel nice when it brushes against my face.

A bit like... a brush?

Wuzan found it somewhat amusing.

Yiyong listened calmly to the girl giggling on his back, his heart full of doubts and confusion.

"Is she so happy that I'm carrying her on my back?"

……

It would take an hour for an ordinary person to walk this distance, but with his swift pace, Giyu Tomioka arrived in just 20 minutes.

Muzan got down gently from Giyuu's back and saw the big word "藤" on the door.

She already knew this when she was reading the novel. It was the Demon Slayer Corps' small base, and everyone called it "Wisteria House". In fact, it was voluntarily established by people who had received help from the Demon Slayer Corps. They would hang a sign with the word "vine" at the door for the Demon Slayer Corps to rest.

Everyone can stay and eat here, and we will provide any help we can.

After greeting Muzan, Giyu Tomioka sat down and ate some simple soy sauce rice.

"Do you want some miso soup?" asked the aunt at Wisteria House.

Yiyong picked up the rice with chopsticks one mouthful at a time and said as he ate, "I don't need it, but give her a bowl."

"okay."

After a while, the aunt brought a bowl of soy sauce soup with kelp and tofu and placed it in front of Muzan.

Wuzan scooped up a spoonful and placed it to his lips, then took a sip.

"Hmm, it really smells like warm, stinky poop."

But it doesn't matter, she can bear it.

In her previous life, when she played the original owner Muzan's first alias, she often ate with Miss Li. Not only did she have to swallow all the food without changing her expression, but she also had to secretly praise the cooking method of the food, so that she could successfully pick up girls. She knew it too well.

But, who is this Giyu Tomioka?

Does he have Miss Li's beauty? Does he have Miss Li's wealth? Can he make her a father as painless as Miss Li?

Why should he let me eat all the poop?

After taking two bites, Wuzan really didn't want to eat anymore, so he put down his chopsticks and said softly, "Thank you for the treat."

Seeing that her face was full of refusal, Yiyong did not force her. After quickly finishing the meal, Yiyong asked, "Is the food not to your liking?"

"The food is delicious, but I can't eat it." Wuzan told the truth.

Yiyong guessed that maybe she had just witnessed such a bloody scene in the morning, and a delicate girl like her would definitely not be able to remain calm like him, so he asked again: "Then what do you want to eat?"

If there is any nearby, I can take her there to buy it after I finish the task.

Wuzan lifted his chin, narrowed his eyes, and raised a finger with a joking look on his face: "As for me, I want to eat human meat barbecued pork buns."

——This time, she didn't lie.

"..." Yiyong was speechless and became a festive doll, "Let's go."

He was almost certain that ordinary meals were no longer to Xiao Wu's liking.

From Xiao Wu's dress, we can tell that she is probably of a high status in the brothel. She probably eats delicacies and drinks cinnamon wine and pepper juice.

She would definitely not be able to enjoy such a simple and harsh meal as the one just now.

“I wanted to leave her in a safe place, but she definitely can’t stay here, and she will cause trouble for the people in Wisteria House.

Let me take care of it first, and we’ll see later.”

He asked the aunt to borrow a white cotton hat for Muzan to wear. Giyuu put his own haori back on and carried Muzan on his back again.

Then he tiptoed and "flew" out of the door.

……

The sun is already shining warmly outside.

Fortunately, most of the roads Yiyong walked on were shaded by trees, and with the protection of the white cotton hat, Wuzan didn't feel much of a burden on his skin.

Although, small bubbles have started to appear.

As the sky gradually darkened, Muzan's skin relaxed again. The redness and pimples gradually faded, and it became smooth and delicate again.

The surrounding trees, which were originally full of vitality, looked a little hideous under the shadow of the moonlight, with branches stretching east and west, like a witch's claws.

Yiyong looked around vigilantly, and just when he noticed a slight movement in the distance, he suddenly felt a numbness in his neck.

——It turned out to be Xiao Wu’s lips and nose tip.

In the dark night, Muzan's eyes shone with a scarlet light, and his fingers painted with beautiful sky-blue nail polish were ambiguously wrapped around Giyu's chest, and slowly groped upwards until they touched his handsome cheek.

With the light rubbing of fingertips, the rich fragrance like plum candy instantly hits your nose.

"you……"

Yiyong wanted to say something but his words were stuck in his throat, so he just swallowed.

He was too embarrassed to ask.

He wanted to ask her what she wanted to do, but the action seemed too obvious and he was too ashamed to ask.

He wanted to take a look at her expression, but he didn't dare to, because if he turned his head a little more, he would be closer to her.

She seemed to have fed him a mouthful of black opium, the meaning of which was unclear, and no one knew what evil intentions she was thinking.

But no matter what, he came here to kill ghosts, and he couldn't be distracted.

"Mr. Tomioka..." Muzan's lips were right next to Giyu's ear, constantly spraying hot air, "It's already late, why don't we find a place to rest?"

"..." Yiyong's whole body stiffened even more. He felt his blood surging and he couldn't control it at all.

I don't know if it was because I had never been teased by such a beauty before, or if it was something else, but this naked "invitation" was really...

Could it be that all the prostitutes in Yoshiwara Yukaku are like this?