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

Without the crow, Muzan was overwhelmed with joy.

Because to her, these crows seemed to be spying on her.

After saying goodbye to Tanjiro, Muzan counted the time and asked Mingnu to take her to Yuguo.

Hearing that the boss who spent a lot of money last time was coming again, Daki quickly touched up her makeup and came to greet him excitedly.

She moved to the door in small steps, Du Ji stuck her head out, and saw a handsome man with dragon eyebrows and phoenix eyes outside the door.

That is the male version of Muzan.

"Lord Muzan!" Her face turned red instantly.

Muzan said to her softly, "Miss Oiran, we meet again."

Duji's face was full of spring light, but she pouted her lips suddenly and protested: "It's been a long time since we last met..."

She's been waiting so hard.

"I'm here now, aren't I?" Wuzan explained, "I've been a little busy lately, and I finally found some time, so I came to see you right away."

He painted big promises to Daki and what he said sounded like the truth.

Seeing a wealthy repeat customer coming, the boss couldn't stop smiling. He called a group of girls to surround Muzan and come to the room where Daki received customers.

After Muzan sat down, he immediately sent away all the idlers and left only Daki.

——Having lived with Feng Hu’s group of rough guys for so long, Muzan almost forgot how to talk to women.

In the Demon Slayer Corps, she doesn't have much chance to interact with others, but it's different on the demon side. There are an endless supply of cute girls on the demon side, not to mention that Daki is the ceiling of beauty in the original work according to the setting.

Looking at more beautiful women is good for your eye health.

As usual, Daki sat next to Muzan and took credit for it, saying, "Master Muzan, you told us not to eat humans, but I resisted the urge to eat. I just ate the wagyu beef that the guests brought me."

Muzan thought, your food is really high-end, but he still expressed his praise: "Well done. As a reward, I will give you some of my blood. This is a special treatment for beautiful you."

After saying that, he pulled out the shell hairpin from Duji's hair, cut his finger, and inserted it into Duji's cherry-red little mouth.

Daki narrowed her eyes in ecstasy, wrapped Muzan's fingers with her soft tongue, and sucked the ghost king's blood.

Instantly, surging power continuously entered the limbs and bones of Daki, filling every tendon. Her veins popped up all over her body, and her black hair glowed silver uncontrollably, revealing her ghostly posture.

Muzan thought about it and decided to retract his finger, fearing that his blood would "kill" Daki.

He stroked the saliva left by Daki on his fingers and found it quite interesting.

"Let's try something else next time..."

He began to think wildly.

After Daki calmed down, she checked her palms again and again. She felt a new kind of power emerging in her body.

She knew she had become stronger.

Immediately afterwards, Muzan called over the prostitute Taro and Naruto, and the Yugoku quartet reunited again.

When the proprietress of Kyogokuya saw that the customer was calling both men and women, she couldn't help but sigh that the world is going downhill and that people today have very diverse tastes.

Inside the house, the prostitute Taro raised his eyelids and quietly looked at Muzan, who was dressed as a man today.

Every move, every frown and smile is full of masculinity.

As a straight man, Jifutaro naturally has no special feelings towards the current Muzan.

However, Mingnu inexplicably felt a long-lost sense of familiarity.

Lord Muzan, it's been a long time since you appeared so handsome...

On the opposite side, Dakimaki proudly rested her head on Muzan's shoulder and proudly declared her sovereignty to Mingnu.

Mingnu lowered her head and said nothing, only lowered her coral red eyes and silently clenched the sleeves of her inner garment.

next time……

Next time, she must...

……

In this way, Muzan spent the whole day in Youguo with singing and dancing.

At night, he changed back into women's clothes, smeared some dust on his face in front of the mirror, then asked Mingnu to teleport him to the vicinity of Shimizu's house, and then he slowly walked back.

The moon at night cast a faint black shadow on Wuzhan's petite figure.

She imitated the way Tanjiro walked after they parted, hunching over and staggering with each step.

How pitiful it is.

The breath of the pillar in front was getting closer and closer. She lowered her head and began to talk to herself: "The team uniform has become so heavy... Come on, Xiao Wu, the master is still waiting for me..."

She walked forward with difficulty, then slowly raised her head and happened to meet Shiya's dissatisfied gaze.

——Everything is under her control.

Shiya stood at the gate angrily, gritting his teeth and saying to her, "Why are you back so late? I thought you were dead!"

Muzan had long been accustomed to Sanemi's harsh words. She said seriously, "How is it possible? Master, you taught me so carefully, and I thought I learned well. How could I die?"

"Not bad?" Shiya's eyes fell on Wuzan's gloomy face, "You are still far from it."

As for those small fry in Teng Xishan, he could easily kill one of them while walking.

If Xiao Wu wants to reach his level, he will have to continue practicing for an unknown amount of time.

never mind--

Shiya opened the door and said, "At least we are alive. Go wash your hands and eat."

"Yeah." Wuzan nodded and walked in.

He scooped clean water into the basin, then added hot water. He scrubbed his onion-like fingers and heard Shiya's voice coming from the restaurant: "I made Hagi pancakes. By the way, what do you like to eat? Why haven't I heard you tell me before?"

Wuzan paused and curled his lips in disgust.

Hagi Bing, Hagi Bing, why is it Hagi Bing again!

She had been eating Hagi cakes for a week at Fujiyama and was about to vomit.

After wiping his hands clean on the towel, Wuzan walked to the dining room and smiled at Shimizu who was setting the table virtuously, "Master, actually, I like to eat meat dishes."