Demon Slayer: The Journey That Began When I Became Yoriichi's Sister

Think a little excited.

Muzan quickly cleared his mind of the thoughts about Gyokuko, thinking that these idiots' ideas were simply polluting his mind.

He suddenly missed those temporary workers from the lower wing. Although they were a bit useless, at least they had normal thoughts and respected him. They didn't dare to have any wild thoughts about him.

Of the twelve demon moons, Kokushibo was the one she trusted the most. Apart from the lack of progress in finding the Ubuyashiki clan, he had never caused any problems in other matters. It was no doubt that he was the most trustworthy subordinate or collaborator.

After all, it was he who put a lot of effort into recruiting them.

The creation of the Twelve Demon Moons ranking system is inextricably linked to Kokushibo.

Ultimately, he knew better than anyone how troublesome the Ubuyashiki clan was. Like cockroaches that could never be killed, even if you spent a lot of effort to slaughter them, as long as you left a little corner untouched, they would rise again in no time.

Moreover, compared to Muzan, the Demon Slayer Corps was at best like flies hovering in front of him.

It is far less important than the blue spider lily.

Just take it one step at a time; they have plenty of time anyway.

He had enough trust in Kokushibo, and what happened?

Is she also a fool who is swayed by emotions?

Looking at these subordinates who seem to have cerebral palsy.

Upper Moon Two, always grinning like that, if he weren't still somewhat useful, I would have destroyed him long ago.

The fourth moon of the Upper Moon, crying, crying, crying! All he does is cry! He cries from night to dawn, and from dawn to night, how could he possibly cry Ubuyashiki to death? If he weren't still somewhat useful, he would have been banished long ago!

Upper Moon Five, a complete and utterly artistically idiotic fanatic! All he ever thinks about is his broken kettle! If he weren't somewhat useful, I would have smashed it long ago!!

……

Well, he admitted that the broken pot could be sold for some meager sum, which was more useful than anything else.

But not much.

……

Even the only normal Kokushibo is now dumbfounded; Muzan has really had enough.

Thinking about it carefully, the most normal people in this group are actually Akaza and Gyutaro, who have already been killed.

Although Akaza does not eat women, he will strictly carry out the tasks assigned to him and will not be frivolous or annoying.

Gyutaro's ambition and greed are also admirable; he's very capable.

And then there's Daki, even though she's a bit slow-witted, at least she's normal.

If only he had given them more blood back then, they wouldn't have been so easily killed, leaving him with no one to use.

Muzan grew angrier the more he thought about it.

He simply waved his hand and said, "Go down."

It's so annoying to look at!

The Upper Moons retreated in fear, but before leaving, Doma noticed that Kokushibo was still kneeling on the ground and refused to get up, so he went over to him.

"Oh dear, Lord Kokushibo, please get up quickly~" Douma made a move to help him up, "Lord Muzan has calmed down~"

Upon hearing this, Muzan, who was the company boss and planned to be the last to leave the office, glanced at the grinning Doma with a gloomy expression.

"Doma, are you bored?"

cool down?

He's so angry he's about to explode.

Doma turned around with a grin: "Oh, Muzan-sama, as you know, I am indeed very free~"

Muzan's eyelids twitched slightly; thinking about it, it really was true.

He studies this and that every day, almost turning himself into an all-around scientist.

In daily life, he had to wear suits, children's clothes, and sometimes women's clothes when dealing with people. He was busy all the time and never had a day off in hundreds of years.

If bosses work this hard, what about employees?

Lying in his eternal blissful religion, he was pampered all day long and didn't have to do anything.

Chilling!

His life as a boss was actually less comfortable than that of his employees.

What a bunch of useless trash.

Look at Ubuyashiki's subordinates, and then look at him?

It seems that apart from having decent strength, they have no other advantages!

"I think Lord Kokushibo must know he was wrong, so please forgive him, Lord Muzan..." Douma said with a smile.

Muzan's voice rang out calmly: "Nakome."

When~

A single note from a pipa.

"...Let him go..." Douma looked at the mess in front of him. In front of the bed, a girl was devoured and only a few limbs remained. Her unfocused eyes still showed fear.

"Huh? Why did they kick me out?" Doma scratched his head, looking at the blood-soaked ground.

"We need to get someone to clean the room."

……

After driving away Doma, Muzan felt instantly quiet and refreshed.

but……

Muzan lowered his gaze to Kokushibo, who was still kneeling in place: "Koushibo, is there anything else?"

Although he was a little annoyed by his mistake, it wasn't enough to warrant any punishment.

Kokushibo is both a subordinate and a collaborator.

Muzan treated him differently and rarely used his mind-reading ability on him.

mainly……

This guy's mind is filled with that monster's face...

Even Muzan had to admit, "Dude, you're really awesome."

What were you thinking? You want to keep talking about sleeping all the time?

He must be out of his mind to read Kokushibo's ideas.

Therefore, when talking to Kokushibo, he needs to listen to what the other person is saying.

Unlike others, he knew what they were going to say before they even spoke.

Kokushibo lowered his head respectfully and said slowly, "Lord Muzan, please give me another chance."

His tone was so authoritative that it left no room for refusal, yet his attitude was impeccable.

As a warrior class during the Warring States period, the hierarchical order was deeply ingrained in their very being.

A boss is a boss, and a subordinate is a subordinate; the hierarchy is clearly defined.

Even though Muzan considered him a partner, in his eyes Muzan was like a lord, someone who deserved respect.

Muzan frowned: "Opportunity? What opportunity?"

Kokushibo said in a deep voice, "I will definitely persuade Yuko. Without a doubt, she belongs to our side."

"Oh?"

Kokushibo: "Her power is no weaker than mine, and she will definitely be an asset to Lord Muzan."

Muzan narrowed his eyes. "In that case, I'll give you another chance."

Muzan, as an observer, witnessed a dramatic emotional spectacle through Kokushibo's perspective.

Perhaps, Kokushibo really does have a chance to persuade that woman.

Anyway, it doesn't cost any money to try.

……