Demon Slayer: Add friends to become stronger! Zenitsu is my best friend

Inside the mansion.

Muzan, in the form of a young man, stood in the middle of the yard, his body slightly relaxed, his rose-red eyes looking around the yard.

"The hiding place is indeed unique, no wonder Mingnu spent so much time on it."

Muzan muttered to himself, and then his eyes fell on Ubuyashiki Yoshiya who was dying on the tatami in the house.

"You finally came to me.....Muzan Kibutsuji...The Demon Slayer Corps led by our Ubuyashiki clan has been searching for you for a thousand years."

Yaoya tried to turn his head to see Muzan's face, but his dying body no longer had the extra strength to support him to do so.

Yaoya had no choice but to ask Tianyin:"Tianyin, is Muzan Kibutsuji....What does he look like?"

Tianyin held Yaoya's hand and said slowly:"He looks about 25 to 30 years old, with plum-colored eyes and pupils as slender as a cat's."

"Really? That's what happened.....I know you will come back."

"You must hate me and the Ubuyashiki clan, after all, our existence has disturbed you for nearly a thousand years."

"I have no interest in you anymore, it's just a matter of convenience."

Muzan's face was calm, his tone was full of disdain.

If Luochuan's growth rate had not threatened him, he would not have wasted his time on an organization that had been lingering under his nose for hundreds of years.

Finding the blue red spider lily or the demon that can overcome the sun, either one is more important than dealing with the Demon Slayer Corps.

"You don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. The head of my clan who has been obstructing me for thousands of years has ended up like this."

"Do you know? Ubuyashiki Kaoru, you look extremely ugly now, and you have already started to smell like a corpse."

Looking at Ubuyashiki Kaoru, disdain and disgust were intertwined in Muzan's eyes.

"Yes." Yaoya struggled to sit up on the tatami as if he was in his last moments."Half a year ago, the doctor said I didn't have many days to live, but even so, I still live to this day."

"This is all because I want to defeat you, Muzan Kibutsuji!"

As he spoke, deep red blood flowed from Yaoya's mouth, but his determined eyes looking at Muzan never wavered.

"Humph, your vague and empty dream will be shattered tonight, because you are about to die in my hands." Muzan looked at Ubuyashiki Yoya with disdain, his eyes were calm.

The threat of a dying person is as intimidating as cotton.

Hearing Muzan's words, Yoya didn't care, he just gasped and continued:"You may not know, you and I are of the same blood, because you were born a thousand years ago, so our blood is very different....."

Muzan was getting impatient. He felt that the dying man's words were meaningless, so he interrupted rudely,"So what? I won't show mercy to you because of this. What do you want to say?"

"I don't need you to show mercy." At this point, Yaoya was a little agitated, as if what Muzan said insulted him.

"Because a monster like you appeared in our clan, we were cursed! All the children born were weak and sickly, and died soon after. Just when the bloodline was about to be cut off, we received advice from the Lord."

"As long as we devote all our efforts to defeat you, our bloodline will not be cut off. In addition, we will marry wives from the priest family from generation to generation, and our children will not die so easily. But even so, none of us can live more than thirty years."

Wuzan sneered:"Your nonsense makes me sick. Has the disease already eaten away your brain?"

"After all, I have never received any punishment from God. Even if I killed hundreds of people, I was still forgiven by God."

"Moreover, I have never seen any gods or Buddhas in the past thousands of years, and they cannot determine my fate."

"So that's what you thought....."Ubuyashiki Kazuya's throat was itchy, and he started coughing violently after he finished speaking."But...I have my own ideas"

"Muzan, what is your dream? What kind of dreams have you experienced in the past thousand years?"

Muzan ignored Ubuyashiki Yoya, and felt a little uneasy when he saw Ubuyashiki Yoya getting excited. A strange feeling came with it. The leader of the Demon Slayer Corps, Ubuyashiki Yoya, was right in front of him, but he couldn't feel any hatred in his heart, and even had an inexplicable nostalgia. This feeling made Muzan a little unhappy.

Seeing that Muzan ignored him, Ubuyashiki Yoya continued

"Let me guess, you are doing....A beautiful dream that will never fade away"

Ubuyashiki Yoya's eyes are dark, making it difficult to understand his emotions

"You are right. Although there is still some distance to realize this dream, it will be soon. Before that, I will get rid of you and that little devil named Luochuan to clear the obstacles for my eternal life."

Ubuyashiki Yoya suddenly smiled:"Muzan, your dream will never come true"

"? Luo Chuan is not here? That doesn't matter, cleaning up the Demon Slayer Corps is worthwhile. Anyway, I am different from you. I have plenty of time."

"That guy can hide for a day, but he can never hide for a lifetime."

"No, you are wrong. I know what eternity is. Eternity is the immortal will of human beings. After thousands of years, the Demon Slayer Corps has become stronger. Many poor children have died, but they have never disappeared."

"And you, Muzan, have trampled on the tiger's tail countless times and touched the dragon's reverse scale. It is you who have awakened the tiger and dragon that should have been asleep. They will always keep a close eye on you, leaving you nowhere to escape."

"Even if you kill me, it won't matter to the Demon Slayer Corps."

"I am not important to the organization. You cannot understand this kind of organization that is maintained by people's will, right? Once you die, other ghosts will inevitably become your companions, right?"

Muzan's eyes shrank, as if he was touched by Ubuyashiki Yoya's words.

"You seem quite shaken......Did I guess it right?"

Ubuyashiki Kayouya saw the change in Muzan's expression through his blurred left eye, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"Shut up!"Wuzan shouted.

Outside the house, under the cherry tree, the wind blew over the branches, bringing up pink petals dancing in the air, like an elegant flower rain.

The petals fell to the ground, forming a pink blanket, decorating the whole yard like a poem.

In the yard, two little girls in traditional kimonos were playing, their laughter as clear and pleasant as silver bells.

Their carefreeness formed a sharp contrast with the tense atmosphere in the house.

Wuzan's appearance brought a strong sense of oppression, as if the air had become heavy.

However, Wuzan found that the two little girls seemed to be in another space, and did not notice his Horrifying momentum and cold murderous intent.

Muzan's eyes fell on the two little girls, and he felt uneasy.

Their disregard and fearlessness made him feel a little weird and abnormal.

He frowned, and the uneasiness in his heart became stronger.

He couldn't help but wonder, the lord of the Demon Slayer Corps, didn't even have a guard around him? This situation was too bizarre!

His eyes were fixed on the two little girls, they were still laughing and playing, as if they had no idea of the danger they were about to face.

This attitude of indifference to life and death made Muzan feel confused and uneasy.

Don't they know that they are about to die in his hands?