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

Xuanmi is his younger brother, but Xiaowu is also someone else's sister.

He...can't be so selfish.

"Xiao Wu, I'm waiting for you at home. Bring me some news..."

***

Vine attacks the mountain.

As dusk fell, purple light and shadows poured down on both sides of the warm mountain road, spreading out in layers of mist.

Muzan slowly walked up the stairs and saw about twenty people already standing there. Xuan Mi was indeed among them.

In addition to Xuanya, she also recognized Kanao and Agatsuma Zenitsu.

Muzan suddenly remembered Zenitsu’s setting. He had very sensitive hearing and could hear sounds that ordinary people could not hear, such as heartbeats.

In the book, it was with this keen hearing that he was able to detect that there was something wrong with Daki's voice, and that her heartbeat frequency was different from that of humans.

Muzan quickly stopped and forced the six hearts in her other parts to stop beating, and adjusted the beating frequency of the beating heart to the same as that of humans, while tidying up her vocal cords and changing the structure of her voice. After doing all this, she slowly continued to walk up until she walked into the crowd.

Xuan Mi immediately noticed the pretty girl, but he was confused as to why they were wearing the same clothes.

This purple isn't a popular color, right?

He kept the thought to himself.

At this time, Kanao also saw Muzan. She smiled as usual, but said nothing.

When she was about to take part in the trial, her master, Shinobu Kocho, had already told her that Xiao Wu's name was on the selection list.

It had been two years since they last met at the Butterfly House, and what they had never expected was that they would take part in the same selection exam.

Muzan walked up to Kanao and smiled: "Thank you for the soda, it's delicious."

"..." Kanao just smiled peacefully.

After that, several more people came one after another. The last one to arrive was a blue figure who climbed up the stairs with a grunt - Tanjiro.

Tanjiro's outfit today was a little different from usual. He was no longer wearing his green and black checkered haori with pine pattern, but a blue haori with wave and cloud pattern, the same as Urokodaki Sakonji's, and he also wore a fox-shaped mask on the side of his head.

After he came up, he first glanced at the crowd, marveling at how many people there were, and soon locked his target on the only person he knew.

"Xiao Wu." As the atmosphere was too depressing and quiet, Tanjiro only waved to Muzan in a low voice, "I'm coming."

Muzan smiled and said, "Tanjiro, it's great that we meet again."

"Yeah, that's great!"

They walked towards each other happily.

Kanao, who was left alone, raised her head and looked at Tanjiro, then looked at Muzan, without any change in her expression.

“She knows a lot of people…”

At this moment, two childish voices came from the higher steps. Two girls with doll-like hair wearing purple sunflower kimonos said in unison: "Everyone, thank you for coming to participate in the final selection of the Demon Slayer Corps."

As they spoke, everyone immediately looked at them.

Both of their children look like girls, but Muzan knows that only the one with white hair is a girl, and the other one with black hair is actually a "cross-dresser".

The white-haired girl said, "On this Fujiki Mountain, the demons captured by the Demon Slayer Corps swordsmen are imprisoned. They cannot leave this mountain."

The black-haired girl then continued, "This is because the wisteria flowers that ghosts hate bloom all year round from the foot to the middle of the mountain."

“Hehe…” Wu Can suddenly lowered his head and laughed.

Because her voice was too abrupt, several people close to her couldn't help but look at her, including Xuan Mi who was closer to her.

Tanjiro asked in shock, "What's wrong, Xiaowu?"

"Nothing, sorry." Wuzan shook his hand and lowered his head.

She would never say that she was laughing at the fact that her future lord, Ubuyashiki Teriyaki, had such a... tender voice. He was basically like a girl!

You can't tell he's a boy at all. It's so miserable. Have you been fighting wits and courage with these cross-dressing guys all this time?

Alas, she suddenly thought of herself again, how miserable it was that she seemed to be a cross-dresser as well…

——Okay, that’s okay.

The white-haired man continued to explain the rules of the trial: "However, there will be no wisteria flowers from here upwards. There will be ghosts in it."

"Surviving in here for seven days is the requirement for this selection."

Finally, they bowed their heads to show respect to everyone: "Then, please go well."

As soon as they finished speaking, the people participating in the selection immediately walked up the mountain.

Tanjiro took a deep breath and said to the person next to him: "Xiao Wu, let's go too."

"it is good."

Muzan nodded, only to see Tanjiro handing him another mask: "Mr. Urokodaki saw that we wrote to each other, and knew that you were here this time, so he made a mask for you as well."

"Wow, so good?"

Muzan took it and held it up to take a look. It was a little fox that looked a bit charming, unlike the fox on Tanjiro's head that had a red sun painted on it and looked righteous.

It seems that this is the impression she left on Mr. Urokodaki?

"It's called the Evil-Repelling Mask," Tanjiro explained, "Mr. Urokodaki cast a spell on it that will bless us with a safe return."

"Really? Thank you, Mr. Urokotaki." Wucan smiled and put the fox mask on his head sideways.

Mr. Urokotaki is so nice that he gave me the small decoration for free.

However, don’t set goals casually before learning how to cast spells, otherwise it will backfire, just like what happened to Tanjiro’s senior brothers and sisters.

Muzan suddenly felt that Busei's creed was very correct.

If you want to save your life, don't be conspicuous. Others don't have extra decorations, but you insist on wearing such a fancy mask on your head. Isn't that just attracting other people's attention? Even if it's not a hand ghost, if it's another ghost, they will find this mask very eye-catching.

But if she told him, Mr. Urokodaki would definitely not make it next time. In order for him to continue making exquisite masks, it is better to choose "silence is golden".

Muzan said to Tanjiro: "Tanjiro, there is strength in numbers. I also know a girl. Why don't we..."

She turned around to look for Chanaihu, but she didn't expect that Chanaihu was so fast that she had already gone into the mountains by herself and disappeared.

There were almost only two of them left on the field.

Tanjiro smiled at Muzan: "Let's go in quickly too."

"Well, okay."

They looked ahead and followed the end of the crowd into an area without wisteria flowers.

***

"Just think about how to survive seven days. Xiao Wu, let's get through tonight first!"

Tanjiro ran quickly, keeping his hand on the knife, ready to fight at any time and anywhere, then he crouched and hid behind a rock.

He looked back and forth nervously, waiting for Muzan to arrive at the rock alongside him.

Muzan slowly took out a Hagi cake from his bag: "Tanjiro, do you want some?"

"Uh..." Tanjiro petrified. ((???? ?‖))?

Why isn't Xiao Wu nervous at all? (；OдO)

It’s already this late and she’s still in the mood to eat!

"Will ghosts take the opportunity to attack while you're eating?"

Tanjiro took the Hagi mochi, all his nerves were tense, and he paid full attention to every movement around him.

Muzan glanced at the dark purple Hagi mochi in Tanjiro's hand, then touched the remaining Hagi mochi in his bag and fell into a trance.