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

Shiya stuffed the thing in his hand into Wuzan's arms: "This is for you."

Wuzhan: “…”

What's happening here?

She opened the gift box, and inside it lay a purple dress.

She continued to reach into the gift box.

Shiya's expression changed slightly: "Wait a minute, don't do that now..."

He was about to stop him, but it was too late. Muzan had already taken out all the clothes and spread them out.

"Um……"

Muzan held up the clothes and looked up at it, lost in thought.

Shiya turned his face away, unable to hide his embarrassment, and said in an irritable tone: "Alright, I bought it for you randomly because the store is offering buy one get one free. If you don't like it, just don't wear it. Go to bed early! Next time if you dare to come back so late, I will give you an extra number of swings with the knife. Increase the amount, double it!"

After he finished cursing, he didn't care about Muzan's reaction and quickly quickened his pace to go back to his room, as if he didn't want to stay with Muzan any longer.

Wuzan raised his eyebrows, feeling puzzled.

She hasn't said anything yet...

……

A few days later, Muzan walked out of the room wearing a brand new outfit, ready to take the exam.

In the living room, Shiya stared at the purple swordplay uniform he gave her unnaturally, and after a long time he said, "You're wearing it, I thought you didn't like it."

Wu Can smiled and shook his head: "I like it. My master gave it to me. How could I not wear it?"

"Ah, yeah." Facing Muzan's fiery smile, he looked away slowly.

——So, it’s just because he’s the master?

The girl smiled easily and without any burden. Shimi suddenly thought of his younger brother Xuanmi.

Before that incident, Xuan Mi smiled like this.

The clothes Xiao Wu was wearing were a purple color very similar to Xuan Mi's...

"Master." Wuzan suddenly said, "I actually want to ask you about this dress. Why did you choose this dark purple color? It really looks like what my grandmother would wear."

Shiya was choked for a moment, and after a long while he said, "What do you know? Wearing white in the dark is too conspicuous. Are you planning to wear your previous geisha work clothes?"

Muzan has been wearing white swordsmanship clothes for the past two years. If she has any clothes other than white, it is the black kimono she wore before learning the breathing method.

"Then why are you wearing a white haori?" Muzan pointed at the white short jacket that Shimizu wore over his team uniform.

The master is allowed to set a fire, but the apprentice is not allowed to light a lamp?

"Idiot," Shiya rolled his eyes at her, "I just want to be conspicuous."

As he spoke, he turned around and picked up the package he had packed for Wuzan. It contained water, rice balls, and a few Hagi cakes that he made last night.

In addition, he picked up a Nichirin Sword and gave it to Muzan: "Hurry up and don't be late! Don't dawdle on the road, hurry up, even if you go early you can just wait there. I think you won't die in this exam, but don't take it lightly! After the exam, pay a little attention..."

As he spoke, his voice became lower and slower, "Pay attention to the people who survived. How many of them are there? Are they male or female? Do they have scars on their faces?"

"Are you wondering if there's a young man among the survivors who's wearing a vest of the same color as the one I'm wearing? He has a horizontal scar on his face and a Mohawk. Is that what you want to ask?"

Wuzan secretly complained in her heart, but she didn't say it out loud.

She just pretended to be innocent and said, "I know, Master. I will describe to you in detail who will pass the exam after it is over. If I meet them during the exam, I will try my best to save them."

"No, you don't need to save him." Shiya said expressionlessly, "You... just take care of yourself."