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

The battle is over.

Tanjiro was still gasping for breath while holding the sword. After he was sure that Kamadae had really turned into ashes and disappeared, he finally felt relieved and pulled Nezuko towards Muzan.

"Great! Xiao Wu, you killed one of the Twelve Ghost Moons!"

He couldn't believe his eyes. He didn't expect Xiao Wu to be so strong!

Muzan was also very happy. She said modestly: "No, it's all thanks to you and Nezuko who helped fight the ghost for a while."

"No, that ghost has a strong ability to recover. The injuries I caused him have probably recovered long ago. It was all because of your power, Xiao Wu, that I was able to kill him."

"No, you must have played a role as well."

"No, this is all your strength..."

"..."

After symbolically evading responsibility for a while, Muzan finally accepted, in the starry eyes of Tanjiro, the fact that his strength had increased in everyone's eyes.

"It's all Shimizu's fault. He always blocked me. Otherwise, this would have happened a year ago."

Wuzhan was so angry that his mouth puffed up, like a little puffer fish.

Tanjiro looked around at the empty sky and asked, "Tennoji and Matsuo are gone. They must have gone to get help, right?"

Suddenly, I didn't know what to do.

"Yes." Muzan nodded, "Tanjiro, you are seriously injured. Let me bandage you."

“…Huh?” Tanjiro was petrified in surprise.

Weren't they just talking about calling for help? Why did they jump to bandaging him? And Xiao Wu even said she would bandage him herself!

Xiao Wu still had a gentle smile on his face. It was an extremely friendly smell, and Tanjiro also smelled a hint of worry.

"So she's more worried about my injury..."

Tanjiro was moved and immediately agreed.

Wuzan smiled with relief: "But I'm not familiar with this place, we can just find a drugstore."

She was talking about professional bandaging, not crude makeshift emergency treatment.

"Well, okay." Tanjiro nodded.

So, Muzan took Tanjiro to a random direction, and thought to himself -

“I wanted to take Tanjiro to Nightmare, but Tanjiro’s nose is poisonous, so he might smell something wrong.

"Luckily I discovered it in time..."

It almost turned out to be a disaster, but luckily it turned out to be okay.

***

Although there are not many pharmacies along the street, they are easy to find. Soon, Muzan saw a pharmacy and took Tanjiro in to buy some medical tools to help Tanjiro treat his wounds.

After cleaning the wound, apply disinfectant and sprinkle with Shengjisan, a magical medicine that helps heal the wound. Finally, wrap it with a bandage and carefully tie a slipknot.

Hmm...how come it's not a work of art?

Thinking back to the first time she bandaged someone, it was two years ago when she bandaged Kobayashi Reiya at Butterfly House. After that, she only helped Abeshi and Fushigawa Shiya with simple wounds, because neither of them had suffered any serious injuries.

Two years later, a seriously injured person finally appeared to bandage her, and this person was - Tanjiro!

Tanjiro felt warm in his heart, but for some reason, he suddenly felt a chill on his back.

"Huh? What's going on? Maybe it's just an illusion."

He felt that his nerves were too tense tonight and he was already suffering from a nervous breakdown.

He relaxed a little: "Xiao Wu, you know so much."

Wu Can smiled and said modestly: "Thank you for praising me, but I also have things I can't do."

"Really? What can't you do?" Tanjiro asked.

Muzan didn't expect Tanjiro to really dig into the matter. She thought about it carefully and found that she was so perfect that there was actually nothing she couldn't do.

She is Xiao Wu, but she can handle both the living room and the kitchen; she can be a villain and the king of justice.

She can be very pure, or very vulgar; she can act cute and adorable, or she can be very kind.

How could there be anything that she, who is so perfect, cannot do?

Impossible, does not exist.

However, she thought of a funny joke -

"Do I need to know how to keep a refrigerator cool if I want to judge whether it is good or not? Do I need to know how to lay eggs if I want to judge whether eggs are delicious or not?"

"Maybe, I don't know how to refrigerate or lay eggs." Muzan answered Tanjiro's question seriously.

Tanjiro was confused: "Refrigeration? Laying eggs?"

Xiao Wu, what is she talking about?

But if he asked, wouldn't he look like a know-nothing bumpkin?

He knew that their growing environments were very different. He had grown up in the mountains and had little experience, while Xiao Wu lived in the red-light district and had seen many dignitaries and upper-class people in society.

"Yes, I understand!"

Tanjiro suddenly had an idea!

"She must be using metaphors. 'Refrigeration' or something like that, she's saying that she's always been enthusiastic. As for 'laying eggs', maybe she's hinting to me that she doesn't want to have children in the future?"

In the past, people often called women who couldn’t give birth to children “hens that can’t lay eggs.” So laying eggs must be referring to giving birth to children!

Oh, he guessed it right!

But why did Xiao Wu hint this to him?

Is she...

Test him?

Tanjiro was shocked by his own bold idea.

"Ahhh no, no, Xiao Wu didn't say it clearly, I'd better not guess.

If I guess wrong, wouldn't that be embarrassing?"

He quietly observed Muzan's expression, and saw that his cheeks were slightly red and his look was evasive, as if he had just said something terrible.

The villain in his heart gradually turned the tables -

"But what if I guessed right?"

Tanjiro swallowed, his heartbeat slowly speeding up.

Wuzan touched his hot face, pursed his lips and suppressed his smile.

Ah~ah, really, how come she can use such modern words? Tanjiro must think she is weird.

She must not talk nonsense anymore in the future, she still has to maintain her identity.

The more she thought about it, the more she wanted to laugh.

"Tanjiro has definitely never heard this joke. If I tell Tanjiro, what will his reaction be?

But he still doesn't know about refrigerators. Although refrigerators have been invented, they are not popular in Japan.

It’s a hassle to explain…

Forget it, I won’t say any more.”

She suppressed the urge to laugh and didn't care what Tanjiro thought, and continued to help him apply the medicine on other wounds as if nothing had happened.

Tanjiro's heartbeat was getting faster and faster. He wanted to stop it, but he couldn't control it...

……

"Tick, tick..."

The pointer pointed to the number "3".

It's already three o'clock in the morning.

Muzan and Tanjiro have already moved to the nearby Wisteria House. Due to being too excited, they were lying on two beds and chatting, and they hadn't fallen asleep yet.

The content of the chat also mainly revolved around their respective apprenticeships over the past two years. Tanjiro introduced the training content of Urokodaki Sakonji, while Muzan talked about Gotanda Shirou, Abe Shi, and Fushigawa Miya, which can be said to be "very rich in material."

"Hahaha, is that how it is?"

"Yes, I wanted to write to you right away."

“I actually want to write to you, too.”

"..."

They were talking and laughing, when suddenly, there was a clattering sound of a sliding door at the gate.

It was obvious that someone had come in.

Muzan immediately sensed that the person coming in was none other than a Pillar-level swordsman of the Demon Slayer Corps.

Tanjiro rested his head on his head and sniffed: "Ah, this smell is..."

Before he could say anything, the next thing he heard was the sound of their room door opening.

Muzan raised his head, a bewildered look on his face, and met the cold gaze at the door.