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

The next day, Shiya got up early.

In the past, after he got up and prepared himself, the first thing he did was to do morning exercises. But today, for some reason, the first thing he did was to go and see if his stupid apprentice had gotten up.

As if he had knocked over a jar of seasoning on the stove, Shimi walked to the door of Muzan's room with mixed feelings, only to see Muzan pushing the door open and coming out.

"Huh? It's Master." Muzan smiled at Shimizu, "Good morning!"

"……Um."

The face that he hadn't seen all night appeared in front of him again. Shimi looked at her in a trance for a few seconds, then lowered his head and saw a pair of super big white rabbits on her chest.

He was suddenly shocked all over!

This……

He looked again and found that Muzan was no longer wearing the purple training suit he bought for her, but a black Demon Slayer uniform. However, this uniform looked ridiculously small, and he could only button the neck and the bottom buttons near the belly with difficulty.

As for the one in the middle, it is a million miles away and cannot be deducted at all.

"Isn't this outfit similar to the one in Kanroji Temple?!"

Shimizu stared in amazement at the open collar of Muzan's clothes, and then he felt a warm liquid slowly flowing down from his nostrils.

Muzan quickly took out a small handkerchief from his pocket and stood on tiptoe to help him wipe it.

"Master, your nose is bleeding! What's wrong with you?"

"You...don't touch me!" Shimi stepped back repeatedly.

damn it!

His uniform was unbuttoned, and all the skin on his chest was exposed. Xiao Wuyi came closer, and her... was getting closer to him, almost touching him!

Ah!

What a lousy piece of clothing! What a stupid tailor!

He stared at Wuzan, and after keeping a safe distance, he pointed at her and said righteously: "You, take off this clothes for me!"

"Eh? Take off your clothes?" Wuzan frowned, "Here?"

Shiya blushed and yelled at her, "Of course not! I said you are not allowed to wear this team uniform!"

Is she also an idiot? How could he let her take off her clothes in front of him?

Who does she take him for?

Wuzan looked at him in confusion, raised his finger and pointed at the large muscle exposed on his chest, and asked: "But Master, don't you also not button your clothes?"

"what?"

Shiya lowered his head and glanced at his tattered chest and abdominal muscles.

How can this be compared? They are of different genders.

And he has scars all over his body, which is very...ugly.

"Then we..." Muzan spoke slowly, with an innocent look on his face, "It looks like we are a real master and apprentice."

Immortal Kawa Saneya: "..."

What is she talking about?

What is this? A topless master and apprentice?

After standing there in thought for a while, Shiya finally organized his words: "I'm a man and you're a woman, we're different!"

"Why, are you still discriminating between men and women?"

"Then at least I'm still wearing pants! What about you? What's that?" He pointed at Wuzan's miniskirt that was so short that it was almost level with her crotch, "The bottom... the bottom will be seen!"

"Hmm." Wuzan lowered his head and observed his skirt.

Indeed, this short skirt is really short, and its length is comparable to that of a skirt-style swimsuit. If this outfit was not designed with the top tucked into the skirt, I'm afraid the skirt would have "disappeared".

——But she doesn't care.

She has worn many more sexy clothes than this.

Biting her red lips with her pearly teeth, Wu Can lowered her eyebrows and said with a sad face: "That's right, this is a dirty and ugly thing. Master can't see it. Master doesn't like it."

Immortal Kawa Saneya: "..."

When did he say that?

What the hell is going on in Xiao Wu's little head?

He wanted to scold her, but when the curse words came to his lips, he couldn't say them.

Because she seemed really sad.

Muzan was still standing there with a gloomy face. Her eyes were wet, as if tears would soon fall out. One hand tried desperately to cover her thriving white skin, while the other hand nervously pulled the hem of her skirt and tried desperately to pull it down.

Like a little hamster that has done something wrong.

Beads of sweat slid down Shimi's forehead. Shimi was speechless for a long time, and finally found his mother tongue: "Anyway, you can't wear this dress out. There's something wrong with this dress. I...I'll go and order you a set in a larger size."

Muzan nodded woodenly.

"Then, let's go train together and practice well." Shiya found the dignity of his master again.

Wuzan asked: "Should I change my clothes now, or should I put them on first?"

"up to you."

"Then... I won't change it for now!"

Shiya: “…”

Shit, what if Xiao Wu gets exposed while they’re practicing?

But luckily he was the only one who saw it, no one else did. He will pretend not to see it.

——Oh no!

Damn, what is he thinking about!

And this stupid woman, is she an idiot? Does she know how to keep herself clean?

Oh shit! !

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