Demon Slayer: Become the villain Boss Muzan

The two of them were so busy that they had to wait for the next few days.

Under the curious gaze of the eight little guys, Muzan downloaded a music game and handed it to Uzui Tengen:

"Try it."

Uzui Tengen looked at Muzan before taking the phone.

The other eight little guys also came over.

Soon, Uzui Tengen got the hang of it.

He became more and more proficient, and almost passed every level in one go.

The others were also moved by watching:

"Tengen, play with me."

"Don't talk after you finish this level."

Uzui Tengen concentrated on clicking along with the rhythm.

Seeing the speed getting faster and faster, the "audience" around him also held their breath, fearing that they would disturb him and click the wrong button.

At the same time, he was anxious.

Hurry up!

I want to play, too!

Finally, the last note fell, and a brother hurriedly reached out to grab it:

"Let me play!"

"Give it back to me!"

"Don't grab it! Let me play! I'm the oldest!"

"I'm the youngest! You should let me go!"

A group of little guys gathered around a mobile phone and started fighting.

Muzan: eating melon seeds.

One of them raised his voice and shouted:

"Don't grab it! Listen to what Yueyan's father said!"

Muzan, who was watching the show, was stunned. Why did he involve me?

Being watched by the eight little guys, Muzan spit out the melon seed shells:

"You guys continue, it's okay, don't worry about me."

Eight little ones: "..."

"You want me to arrange it for you?"

Hearing Muzan's words, the eight little ones nodded quickly.

Wuzan nodded slowly, stood up, and picked up the phone:

"Okay, stop playing, the phone is mine."

After saying that, he walked away, took the phone and put it in his trouser bag, and turned on the TV to watch.

Eight little ones: "???"

Not only did you not let us play with it, you didn't even play with it?

Maybe Wuzan's conscience was awakened.

The next morning, Wuzan bought another phone.

He gave it to Tianyuan.

The others watched, and waited excitedly for Wuzan to give them to them.

Last time, everyone got one phone, so this time it must be the same!

Wuzan looked at the eight little ones with expectations on their faces, and Tianyuan who thought he had a phone:

"What are you looking at? This phone is for all eight of you to play with. Whoever gets it gets to play."

Eight people have one phone. Who wouldn't like to watch a group of kids fighting over a phone?

(ಡωಡ)

Eight little ones: "?"

Is this my dear father?

Love it!

There was nothing Muzan could do, they could still fight each other.

He immediately rushed towards Tianyuan:

"You played yesterday, it's our turn now!"

"Get out of here!"

"Let me play!"

...

Muzan: eating melon seeds.

The eight kids were so obsessed with grabbing the phone that they even started fighting.

The room was in chaos, but Muzan didn't care at all.

Anyway, they would have to clean up when the time came.

While they were fighting, they suddenly heard a loud shout:

"My finger is stuck!"

The eight people were stopped by the shout.

They all looked at the person who shouted.

Tianyuan's finger was stuck in the gap of the cabinet door.

The cabinet door was also stuck and couldn't move.

They were so scared that they hurried over to find a solution, but a group of people were at a loss and could only look at Muzan.

Muzan came over leisurely while cracking melon seeds:

"What's wrong?"

"His hand is stuck."

Someone shouted and pointed at Tengen.

Muzan took a look, and in Tengen's eyes asking for help, he cracked another melon seed.

He looked at him with a mocking expression on his face:

"I'm dying of laughter, this can get stuck! Are you stupid?"

"Father Yueyan, please help him get his hand out first!"

Xingshui couldn't stand it anymore, at least you should stop laughing!

Tengen didn't say anything, no matter how you scold, just help me get my hand out!

"It's stuck."

While talking, Muzan looked at him with contempt and ridicule.

Uzui Tengen: "???"

"Help me get my hand out!"

"I don't care, figure it out yourself."

Muzan cracked melon seeds leisurely.

Uzui Tengen is simply amazing.

If you don't help me, I'll find a way myself!

"Okay, okay."

Muzan was looked at by a group of little guys with expressions like "You are a scumbag", and he smiled helplessly:

"I'm just teasing you."

He squatted down and crushed the wooden door where his finger was stuck.

"Okay, clean up the house quickly."

As for grabbing mobile phones to play music games, in the end, at the suggestion of Yusui Xingshui, the eight people with a little wound on their faces

The little guys reached an agreement:

Each person takes turns to play for half an hour.

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Not to mention the life of being "self-reliant" under the care of Muzan.

Muzan went to find Tanjiro.

Because Tanjiro's house was always in the place where Yoriichi used to live, Muzan didn't have to look for it.

He returned to the forest-covered place as if he was going home.

After passing through the town and crossing a muddy path in the forest, he could see the familiar place.

The house that he had his ghosts build was now occupied by the Kamado family.

As for the descendants of Yoriichi Tsugikoku, no one knew where they moved to.

Just like the descendants of the Kokushibo family, even their surnames have changed.

Back then, he was afraid of the sun, but now he is directly invincible.

Kamado Aoi, who was sitting at the door and sewing clothes for the child, noticed Muzan coming out of the forest and looked up at him.

"Who are you?"

Muzan looked at the faded house that had experienced a hundred years of time, and thought too much for a while, and was called back by Aoi's voice.

Then he looked at Aoi:

"My name is Yueyan. I heard that my ancestors lived nearby, so I came here to find them. I didn't expect that there are still people living here now."

"Is that so..."

Aoi touched her little son Mao who was hiding behind her and looking around. She was a little puzzled when she saw people staring at the house.

In the inner room, Nezuko, Hanako, and Takeo, who were only four or five years old, also curiously poked their heads out to look at Muzan, a strange man.

Muzan smiled and looked at the children:

"Your children are all very cute."

Kamado Aoi smiled when she heard her children being praised, even though she knew it was just politeness:

"They are a little shy."

"Did you just move here?"

Kamado Aoi shook her head:

"We have lived here for generations. If you are looking for the place where your ancestors once lived, it might be here.

I heard from my father that there was a family living here before, but later it seemed that they became samurai and left here."

"Is that so... Thank you."

Muzan had a smile on his face that made people feel subconsciously very kind.

"Your husband..."

"He went to work in town."

...

In the evening, Kamado Tanjuro came back with Tanjiro and noticed a strange man chatting and laughing with his wife.

After a conversation, he developed a good impression.

He also invited Muzan to have dinner.

As night approached, Muzan touched the head of the little Tanjiro beside him:

"I'll take my leave first."

Tanjiro couldn't help but pull Muzan's hand, and looked at his father:

"Father, grandma said that there might be evil spirits that eat people at night. Now it's almost dark, let Uncle Yueyan stay at home for one night."

Muzan smiled and touched his head again, looking at Tanjiro:

"No need to trouble you,"

He then looked down at the somewhat worried Tanjiro, and said in a coaxing tone:

"It's okay, I have a flashlight with me, if there are evil spirits, I will use the light to scare them."