Demon Slayer: Become the villain Boss Muzan

The old man was very happy.

"Pay attention to your breathing! Follow the breathing method I taught you!"

"Your movements are wrong!"

"Pay attention to your strength techniques!"

......

Muzan sipped his milk tea while shouting at Tanjiro.

Tanjiro could only look at the milk tea in Muzan's hand, and while he was greedy, he had to concentrate on dancing the Kagura dance of the God of Fire.

As time went by, Muzan discovered something interesting.

Nezuko's training was twice as effective with half the effort.

Especially in terms of strength.

Nezuko's strength became stronger and stronger.

She even accidentally showed her strength in school, and she went from being a cute girl in the eyes of her classmates to a big sister.

Tanjiro didn't know what to say for a moment.

I can only say, NB!

As expected of my sister!

NB!

Nezuko accepted it leisurely, and even showed off to her classmates how NB she was.

The midterm exam was over.

The grades of the two little guys were just average.

But Muzan still happily took them to the movies.

Horror movie.

(ಡωಡ)

Tanjiro and Nezuko, who were only six or seven years old in the cinema, were simply amazing!

Uncle Yueyan, please be a human being!

Why did you bring us two little kids to watch a 3D, immersive horror movie!

On the screen, the low and gloomy music followed the footsteps of the movie protagonist, as if stepping on the hearts of the audience.

Nezuko and Tanjiro huddled, holding each other's hands, too scared to move.

Suddenly!

Roar!!!

A hideous and terrifying face suddenly appeared on the screen, accompanied by a roar that could make people's hearts stop, and Tanjiro and Nezuko hugged each other all of a sudden.

I almost screamed out of fear.

After finally recovering, I saw that Yueyan didn't react at all. He sat aside and looked at the bloody face, eating popcorn with relish.

Soon, the movie moved on to the next tense part.

Nezuko and Tanjiro closed their eyes in fear.

Nezuko tried to get closer to Tanjiro:

"Brother, I dare not look..."

Muzan heard this and looked at the two of them.

Nezuko thought Yueyan had a change of heart.

But the next moment, he actually opened Tanjiro's eyes!

"I dare not look either, you look for me!"

Tanjiro's eyes were opened like this: "???"

Are you human? !

Can you do such a thing!

Are you still human? !

Did I kill you or what?

What's the big hatred?

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On the other side.

Two years have made Yamakawa Kouta and Fushigawa Shimizu familiar with each other.

Shimizu took the money handed to him by Yamakawa Kouta, bowed slightly and said thank you, and was about to leave.

But Yamakawa Kouta called him:

"Shimizu, do you want to know why I need your blood?"

Shimizu paused and looked at Yamakawa Kouta.

He was indeed very curious, but since Yamakawa Kouta didn't say it, he didn't ask.

Since you need my blood, I bleed and you pay.

The doctor who was watching Yamakawa Kouta quietly curled his lips and closed the door.

Yamakawa Kouta looked at him and said seriously:

"What I'm going to say next, you have to be mentally prepared."

Shimizu nodded and waited for his next words.

Yamakawa Kouta asked slowly:

"Do you know ghosts?"

"Ghosts?"

Shiya repeated doubtfully.

Yamakawa Kouta knew that he didn't know ghosts.

"There is a kind of ghost in the world that can become stronger by eating people, and there is a kind of blood that is very rare. Only a small amount is needed to give ghosts a huge improvement. It is called rare blood, and your blood is the rarest blood among rare bloods."

Shiya swallowed his saliva, a little bit unbelieving his guess:

"You mean my blood is rare blood? You are the so-called..."

"Yes."

Yamakawa Kouta nodded.

Shiya couldn't help but take a half step back and looked at the two "people": "So you want to eat me?"

Yamakawa Kouta seemed to smile:

"You can rest assured that we won't hurt you, nor will we hurt any innocent people."

He paused for a moment before continuing:

"The birth of the ghost is due to the blood of the ghost king, but our boss doesn't allow us to hurt others at will, so you can rest assured."

Fuzugawa Shiya also realized it at this time.

If they wanted to hurt him, they could have killed him directly at the beginning.

Instead of slowly with him

.

In order to ensure that he would not be affected by too much blood drawing, he only draws blood once every six months.

In addition to what he has seen in the past two years, Shimi believes his words.

Seeing that he has let down some of his guard, Yamakawa Kouta continued:

"But there is another kind of ghost in this world. They have low IQ and will kill people at will. Your blood is the rarest of rare blood, which is extremely attractive to ghosts.

Two years ago, a ghost wanted to attack you, but I solved it.

For your safety, I want to ask you, do you want to learn some self-defense skills from me?"

Yamakawa Kouta was really worried that the rarest of rare blood he had finally encountered would be killed by a half-ghost.

To be honest, he has killed more than one half-ghost who wanted to attack Shimi.

Teach Shimi something, at least let him protect himself when facing a half-ghost.

Moreover, Yamakawa Kouta really likes the little guy.

"But I still have to work..."

Shimi's tone was a little weak.

Yamakawa Kota curled his lips: "Be my apprentice, I will pay you a salary every month!"

"Okay! I will become your apprentice right now!"

Shimizu knelt down on the spot without saying a word and performed the apprentice ceremony directly.

The action was extremely decisive.

Yamakawa Kota didn't expect it.

That night.

Fuzugawa Jijin knew that his son was valued by others and wanted to be taken as an apprentice.

And a salary every month...

What kind of shit luck is this?

Has the luck been too good in recent years?

The next day, Yamakawa Kota began to train Fuzugawa Shimizu.

Shimizu went to Yamakawa Kota's house for the first time.

This is a house bought by Yamakawa Kota.

How can he be poor after living for hundreds of years?

The house has its own courtyard, which is just right for him to train in the yard.

The courtyard is very empty, and the house has an ancient feel, but all the necessary electrical appliances are also available.

There is even WiFi.

Seeing Shimi gritting his teeth and persisting, when he couldn't hold on, Yamakawa Kouta would always remind him:

"If you don't work hard, because your blood is dangerous, what will happen to your family?"

Every time he heard this, Shimi seemed to have taken hormones and wanted to train with his life.

On this day, Yamakawa Kouta seemed to understand something.

He didn't remind him anymore, but just took out a photo silently and posted it on the wall.

It was a photo of Shimi's family.

Now, looking at his brothers, sisters and mother every day, Shimi was full of energy.

He automatically carried out every step of training without Yamakawa Kouta's reminder.

But Yamakawa Kouta sometimes had to remind him to take care of his body and not to train himself to death.

This day.

Under the scorching sun.

Yamakawa Kouta lay leisurely in the shadow of the eaves, blowing the electric fan, drinking the thin blood he had saved, watching Shimi sweating all over, panting and desperately holding on to a big rock.

Suddenly, he smelled a intoxicating aroma, and his brain immediately began to feel dizzy.

Yamakawa Kouta hurriedly drank a whole bag of thin blood and reminded Shimi:

"Hurry up and treat your wound!"

Shimi was exhausted and didn't notice the blood flowing out of the scratch.

Seeing that the master's face was a little red and his eyes looked like he wanted to eat someone, he hurriedly threw down the big stone with a bang and ran into the house to treat the wound.