Demon Progenitor Development Project

After Shugo and Muzan had a big argument and separated, Muzan wandered around Kono Castle in a fit of rage, his keen hearing causing voices to rush towards him from all directions.

"You shameless woman! How dare you commit adultery!"

"Sister, I'm so hungry."

"Sweetie, you won't be hungry in a bit."

"(The indescribable act of heaving)"

The sounds were making Muzan increasingly agitated, and his eyes turned even more crimson.

He was about to lose control of his inner rage and bloodlust.

Two emaciated girls held hands and darted through the complex streets like nimble deer.

This pair of fawns were unfortunate, with a tiger in front and a wolf behind.

The wolf in pursuit, a large cook, brandished a kitchen knife, cursing and swearing, spewing vulgarities and insults about genitals and relatives.

"You two damned brats, you little thieves, I'll chop you up and make you into a dish!"

Two small figures suddenly rushed out from the crisscrossing streets and bumped right into Muzan.

Seeing someone ahead, the older sister's pupils constricted, and she tried her best to brake.

However, the inertia brought about by acceleration cannot be offset by a frail girl who has never had enough to eat.

The two sisters were thrown to the ground, seeing stars, and were not able to recover for a while.

The older sister strained to look at Muzan, who was adorned with gold and silver, and wailed inwardly.

She looks like a wealthy lady, I'm doomed!

Will I get whipped a few times like last time?

Or did he get beaten up by the guards?

Tiger Muzan, who was hit, remained motionless, staring indifferently at his sisters who had fallen to the ground.

In the past, she might have been interested in observing whether the sisters were qualified.

but now?

A thick, enormous, scarlet arm with eyes and a gaping mouth suddenly appeared.

The chef, who was spewing profanities, had his neck bitten off in one gulp, and his entire head was swallowed.

The world instantly became clean.

The sisters, drenched in blood, were stunned. They stared in disbelief as the elegant woman before them transformed into a monster in the blink of an eye, killing the chef who often beat them.

Muzan also has a cleanliness obsession, and he is now very picky about what he eats.

This guy, who swears constantly and smells like cooking oil and stench, is definitely not on Muzan's menu.

The fleshy arm opened its massive jaws again, and the cook's unseeing head rolled over to the two girls.

The two girls were trembling.

"Please, please eat me! Spare my sister." The older sister reacted the fastest and immediately knelt down, her head hitting the ground with a thud.

"Sister!" the younger sister screamed instinctively.

Muzan glanced at the two sisters with a bored expression. Over the past hundred years, he had seen countless times how humans reacted to his true form.

Some begged for mercy, some mustered the courage to resist and try to kill him, just like that group of crazy Demon Slayers, and some even abandoned their relatives and friends and ran away.

It's rare to see someone choose to sacrifice themselves, Muzan looked up at the two sisters.

If Shugo saw him like this...

A shadow crossed Muzan's eyes, and he spoke in a harsh tone.

"You want your sister to live. Can your sister survive on her own without you?"

"They'll either end up in the red-light district, trampled and humiliated by everyone, or be sold as slaves, won't they?"

The older sister's small body trembled, her jaw clenched, and the taste of blood filled her mouth.

"Why don't you kill your sister yourself? At least you can rest easy knowing she won't suffer where you can't see her," Muzan provoked, his tone full of seduction.

The alley fell silent for a moment.

"Sister, it's okay," the younger sister said, realizing what was happening.

She had had enough. Living like a stray dog ​​every day, begging for food and begging, she was exhausted.

Muzan clicked his tongue, disappointed that he hadn't seen the trick he wanted.

With a slight thought, the giant arm stretched out.

A series of violent screams erupted from the alleyway.

The two newborn ghosts stood up, no longer as thin as before. Their bodies were smooth and their curves were full, like peach blossoms blooming in early spring. They had the graceful figures that were appropriate for their age.

Both are beauties in terms of physical attributes alone.

But those scarlet eyes sent chills down one's spine, preventing any romantic thoughts from arising.

The two newborns were completely driven by their appetites.

At this point, the cook's remaining body naturally came in handy.

A sound like a wild beast tearing flesh rang out.

A moment later, Muzan looked at the two sisters who had both become demons with some surprise.

The two sisters, who look exactly alike, are very close to human form, with only the horns on their foreheads and the patterns on their faces showing that they are different from ordinary people.

An unspoken rule among ghosts is that the more powerful a ghost is, the more its form resembles that of an ordinary person.

These sisters have great potential.

"Twin demons, huh? Interesting." Muzan sized up the sisters, an idea forming in his mind.

The two ghosts have an extremely strong connection, more like a single entity than two separate ghosts?

Can this connection be replicated?

What are the conditions?

Muzan has turned people with blood ties into demons before, but this is the first time such a phenomenon has occurred.

"Then I bestow upon them the names Gardenia and Cherry." Muzan rarely chose more normal names, selecting them casually while completely ignoring the sisters' original names.

"Yes, sir," Gardenia and Sakura replied crisply, already aware of their predicament.

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Feeling relieved that he had a good idea, Muzan's previous gloom gradually vanished, and his mood gradually improved.

Even after they reunited, when Shugo took the initiative to bow his head and apologize to her, she easily let him off the hook.

Hiiragi: ...Something's not right, something's very wrong.

Based on Shugo's experience in relationships, how could his wife let him off so easily? Shouldn't she take this opportunity to make him sign an unequal treaty?

"Did something happen that made you happy?" Shugo carefully stepped forward and asked as he adjusted his wife's kimono.

Muzan grunted and pointed to the two girls following him, saying, "These are our newly acquired servants."

Hiiragi Go; ? Happy about something like this?

Has his status declined?

Muzan briefly recounted the experiences of the two girls.

"They're really pitiful." Shugo's expression was subtle; the two girls had clearly become ghosts.

Is it better to be a lowly, precarious existence, starving yet still human, or to be a cannibal with power, yet forced to devour one's former kind? Only the cannibal can truly experience the full spectrum of human emotions.

Shugo, who was suffering from mysophobia, raised his hand and asked the servants to find suitable clothes for the two sisters to change into.

The two sisters were still wearing their tattered clothes and emanated a foul odor.

The two sisters looked absolutely gorgeous in their new clothes.

Hiiragi remained silent.

Hiiragi was shocked.

Hiiragi was confused.

Has my wife changed her gender?

Previously, all the servants he saw were plain-looking and all were male, with not a single woman. This time, he brought over two beautiful women.

Could it be that what I said before was too harsh?

Shugo thought worriedly, deciding that it would be better not to speak so harshly next time.