Demon Progenitor Development Project

"Yes, this is how you write it." A gentle voice echoed in Muzan's ears, slightly ticklish.

Hiiragi no Kyo Muzan wrote in Tang Dynasty style.

Today, Tang Dynasty culture is prevalent in Heian-kyo, and books about it are generally collected by noble families.

The Tang Dynasty.

Oh, the Tang Dynasty, where all nations paid tribute.

Unfortunately, we never had the chance to meet.

This is the only way Shugo can remember us now, since living a simple life is like gambling with fate.

"Okay, that's all for today. Let's review the words we learned yesterday."

Fingers traced across the palm, outlining one word after another.

"Nene is so great! She remembered everything." Shuugo didn't hold back his praise.

"Let's continue the story today, Hyakumaru..." Shugo mixed countless personal opinions into his self-made stories, such as the principle that a life-saving grace should be repaid with a spring of gratitude.

Yes, the protagonist of the story is a certain beautiful, strong, and tragic character.

Being born with disabilities makes Muzan more relatable.

Muzan truly loved this story and listened to it with rapt attention.

The toddler nestled against the boy, the warm, dim light filtering through a soft glow, making it look exceptionally beautiful.

"...Alright, that's all for today." Shugo finished the chapter after estimating the time.

"Tell me more!" Muzan, who was engrossed in listening, became impatient and tugged at Shuugo's sleeve, pleading in an incredibly sweet voice.

Ever since realizing Shugo's affection and indulgence towards him, Muzan has been taking advantage of the situation, learning to make demands and even act cute.

Every time he uses his wet, tearful eyes and sweet voice, Shugo backs down.

"No, you should go out and do some activities. I'll tell you more tomorrow, okay?" Shugo's voice was gentle but his tone left no room for refusal as he straightened his clothes.

Muzan was deflated. He could tell from Shugo's eyes that there was no room for negotiation, so he obediently followed him out.

The Fujiwara Kita family's garden had more items than those in ordinary noble homes.

A wooden slide, meticulously crafted to be gentle on a child's delicate skin, along with various modern park equipment, made it very popular with children, which in turn made Fujiwara Shugo very popular with kids.

Innocent and adorable children don't like to share their toys, let alone pampered aristocratic children.

The children on the slide looked at each other in bewilderment as Shugo held a strange child.

"Brother!" Agu exclaimed joyfully, but upon seeing the child in his brother's arms, his smile faded and his gaze fixed on the child.

Ako, Shugo's younger brother, is also in this small group.

Shugo put Muzan down, gave Agu a few instructions, told Agu to play with Muzan for a while, and then left in a hurry.

Fujiwara Shugo, a salaryman from the Heian period.

Several children with the surname Fujiwara stepped forward and spoke to Muzan.

Humans are visual creatures; everyone is a sucker for good looks, except for those with a penchant for ugly things.

A pretty, cute, quiet, and introverted girl is not unpleasant, especially since the leader was the first to accept her.

Agu diligently completed the task assigned by his brother, taking good care of Muzan, completely unaware of the deep, unsettling look Muzan was giving him.

Agu later regretted it immensely; why had he been so nice to that annoying guy?

Muzan's vitality is truly astonishing.

Thanks to Shugo's limited knowledge of modern nutrition and medicine, Muzan's health gradually improved, so he took the child to the Fujiwara Kita family's clan school for classes.

Agu: "Are you a boy?"

Muzan nodded leisurely.

Feeling deceived, Agu gritted his teeth.

"You..." Agu, who had stood up, pointed at Muzan and was about to say something.

The strict teacher then criticized Agu.

"Don't point your finger at people, it's very rude. Sit down."

During the break, Agu gathered around to settle the accounts.

"Which family are you from?" Agu asked seriously. As long as you're not from the Genji, Taira, or Tachibana clans, then you can mess with them.

“Ubuyashiki,” Muzan said slowly.

"A family I've never heard of. It must be some small family," Agu thought arrogantly after recalling the list of families in his mind and confirming that they weren't there.

Agu immediately became bossy and domineering.

"Why are you here?"

"Shūgo brought me here, and I live right next to him," Muzan said, looking sickly and timid.

Shugo arranged for Muzan to live in a side hall so that he could better observe him.

Agu: ?!

"Move out and don't come near my brother!" Agu ordered domineeringly.

Shugo, who had secretly come to watch, saw Agu leading a group of people to surround Muzan, and Muzan's expression was as if he had been bullied.

This is truly a classic scene of school bullying!

After finding out what happened, Shugo gave Ako a long and earnest lecture.

Feeling wronged and suffering for no reason, Agu gritted his teeth, feeling that he had been tricked.

Agu also launched his revenge.

Then Muzan was ostracized by a small group, the kind he didn't dare to do openly.

The two subsequently had several conflicts.

Hiiragi: I got a taste of what it's like to be a parent who has a second child.

Firstborn Agu: Why should we give way to this foreign child?!

Second Child - Muzan: Agu bullied me

Hiiragi had a terrible headache.

Agu was very unwilling. Ever since Muzan arrived, his brother's attention to him had significantly decreased.

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Agu: Why does this guy get so much attention from my brother? My brother hasn't come to see him in ages.

Agu cleverly refrained from openly ostracizing Muzan, instead making comparisons with him in secret.

Hiiragi specifically instructed the teachers at the clan school to take good care of the young and weak infants in the Umayashiki.

Hmm. The clan school has only about a dozen people, including the teacher.

Agu's perceived exclusion (not speaking to the other person, not including them in his activities) had no effect on Muzan.

Or rather, it had the opposite effect.

They mocked the other person for dressing like a girl.

"Shira likes me dressed like this."

The fake loli knocked Agu down with just one sentence.

They mocked Muzan for writing characters that looked like dog scratches.

Muzan glanced at Agu's handwriting, remained silent, and ignored him.

Your handwriting isn't much better; it's just the difference between a dog's scrawl and a cat's scrawl.

Children's bones are soft and they can't exert much strength, so their handwriting naturally won't be very beautiful.

Agu felt that Muzan was showing weakness, so he became even more aggressive.

However, Muzan, despite his young age, knows how to touch people's sore spots.

Muzan, with his sharp tongue, delivers an exceptionally precise and devastating blow with every word he utters.

"Your older brother taught me to write. He said I write very well. Did he teach you?"

"Ah, it seems there aren't any left." Muzan said, tilting his head in a tea-like tone.

“You…” Agu stared at the innocent Muzan, speechless, feeling the other’s naked malice.

"He said I write much better than you." Muzan 'unintentionally' added a second blow.

Agu was so angry that he trembled all over and lost his mind. He charged directly at Muzan, swinging his fists, clearly wanting to communicate with his fists.

The servant being looked after quickly stopped them.

Agu, who started the fight, was scolded again.

Hatred value +1

Over time, the two became enemies.

It's about who completes the homework assigned by the teacher better.

Let's see who can learn and memorize what the teacher taught today the fastest.

One was chronically ill and frequently missed classes, while the other was muscular but simple-minded; each had their disadvantages, and for a time, they were evenly matched, with neither gaining a clear advantage.

Especially since this outsider acted as if it were nothing special, as if defeating him was no big deal.

Agu was furious about being looked down upon.

In particular, his elder brother is so good to this little brat, spending time with him every day, telling him stories, and giving him all sorts of gifts.

Agu was so jealous he was practically drooling.

Mingming's older brother used to have people make toys for him and would hold him and play with him.

Shugo, who was just grinding for experience: ?

The more Agu recalled the situation, the more unbearable the contrast in treatment became. His eyes darted around, and a wicked idea popped into his head.