Demon Progenitor Development Project

The research on the transformation of zombies has come to a temporary halt. Shugo teleported back with nearly a hundred zombies for further observation.

Shugo held a bronze mirror and carefully looked at his face, trying to recall his appearance in his past life, but the impression was so vague that he could only remember a vague outline.

He was a homebody in his past life!

Live a rough life!

Why are you looking in the mirror!

Shugo, who had been staring blankly at the mirror for a long time, raised his hand, and a black crack shattered the broken mirror in two.

Yes, shortly after regaining his memories, the Blood Demon Art that the silly and cute version of him had been desperately seeking naturally awakened.

The spatial blood demon technique perfectly suits his desire to go home.

But it came too late.

However, having lost most of his memories of his past life, Shugo could no longer recall his own name or his parents, leaving him feeling empty inside.

Come back home?

Go home my ass!

Shugo had a premonition that this part of his memory was most likely permanently lost; even his memories of the plot had become quite blurry.

What was the main character's name again? Tanjuro?

Forget it, there's no need to make things difficult for myself. There are still hundreds of years before the story begins.

And he already has a new family.

Shugo opened the door and pulled the withdrawn kid out; there was something important to do.

It inspires people to strive for improvement.

Increase the strength of Muzan Kibutsuji. This progenitor of demons, who wasted five hundred years and only knew how to eat, drink, play, and sleep in coffins, must be trained and cultivated!

Based on his past experience as a ghost, Muzan's battles all relied on his immense strength to send bricks flying and kill his opponents without any skill whatsoever!

It's fair to say they have absolutely no fighting ability.

In terms of combat, Muzan is like an adult bullying a human who is like a child, with both sides fighting bare-handed.

In terms of physical attributes alone, Muzan is definitely a numerical monster, the kind who relies on stats for everything.

Moreover, Muzan was too lazy to exercise; he developed his powerful physique through eating.

If he had any skill at all, he wouldn't have been beaten so badly by Yoriichi Tsugikuni!

Hiiragi was incredibly disappointed in him!

You have such good conditions, yet you don't exercise to improve your skills.

Upon learning that he had been assigned to training, Muzan was stunned and immediately broke out of his reclusive state.

"Why do I need to exercise or cultivate myself?"

Training and cultivation require enduring hardship, and Muzan knew this.

Muzan didn't want to suffer.

Being alive is already tough enough, dragging around that frail body and getting sick every day!

Being a ghost should be fun!

Muzan, who was indulging in wanton and unrestrained behavior as a demon, felt that he was strong enough anyway.

Become stronger? There's absolutely no need!

Hearing Muzan's protest, Shugo automatically translated it in his mind as, "Mom, studying is so tiring, I don't want to study, I don't want to do homework, I want to play."

Hiiragi uttered a single word with a sharp look in his eyes.

"Following the fate of the country."

"...He's special. Humans can't appear like this all the time, especially with Nakime's Infinity Castle." Muzan choked, stubbornly retorting.

Yoriichi Tsugikuni was an accident!

At worst, he can just hide.

Why bother fighting to the death with the other party?

As for challenging the opponent and washing away the shame, that's impossible! — Coward Muzan

"The Demon Slayer Corps has been constantly improving. Nichirin Blades, Breathing Techniques—they've been getting stronger. Muzan, how long has it been since you've made any progress?" Shuugo chuckled, patiently analyzing the situation.

Even though he had lost his memories of his past life, Shugo knew that human technology would advance and one day completely crush Muzan. At that time, long-lived beings like them would probably all end up as specimens in laboratories.

He never underestimated the dark side of human nature.

Immortality is something that no upper-class person with power and wealth would let go of, even if it's just a chance.

Shugo remembers that initially, after becoming a demon, he established an organization and colluded with high-ranking humans.

Based on his fragmentary words, Ren Guang dug up gold and silver mountains and even established a chamber of commerce, following the usual practice.

Must become stronger!

Whether it's him, Muzan, or any other ghost, get them all!

"I..." Muzan was about to speak when he was interrupted.

“Of course, if you want to be trained as a cat, that’s not out of the question,” Shugo added calmly.

It's impossible not to hit a cat.

Muzan's back stiffened. Shugo hadn't mentioned the cat transformation, and he thought it was over.

"...I understand."

*

Inside the Infinite Castle, in a dojo.

Two figures passed each other.

Countless silver arcs of light flashed across the sky and disappeared in an instant.

Muzan, who was beaten again: ...

Scattered pieces of Muzan-chan lay motionless on the ground, as if dead.

Shugo raised an eyebrow, walked over, and picked up Muzan's head.

"Don't play dead. I'm not using a Nichirin Blade, so there's no way I can hurt you."

The adorable Muzan is only playing dead, with his head intact. Beneath his long, thick eyelashes are his tightly closed eyes, and his expression is as serene as a sleeping beauty.

The way Shugo looked at Muzan was similar to how a teacher looked at a student who was daydreaming and sleeping in class.

Shugo didn't understand how Muzan's body could exert its power.

During his first lesson, the inexperienced teacher, Shugo, felt that learning combat skills meant getting beaten up.

If you get beaten up or suffer a loss, you'll try to improve, figure out techniques, retaliate, and even defeat your enemy.

Aren't all adventure games like this?

As a result, for the past few days, day and night, Muzan has been repeatedly beaten by Shugo for his weaknesses.

"Your opponent is human! Why are you being such a coward!"

"He was only focused on blocking the knife!"

"Can't you shapeshift? Can't you anticipate the attack and split your body to make it miss?"

"Unstable lower body!"

Where did your whip go?

"Can't you use your whip to attack the bottom lane? You could hide and ambush, or even just kick up sand and gravel to dazzle your eyes!"

"Just keep whipping it! That's too limited in its use. You could even coat the whip with blood!"

"Isn't your blood also poisonous?"

"Your combat mindset is too limited!"

Muzan, who had been being attacked for several days, was finally at his breaking point.

What's most infuriating is that Shuuga doesn't allow him to completely block out pain, even though pain is a necessary combat sense.

The damage wasn't significant, but getting slashed really hurt!

The pain made him want to cry!

After being beaten for several days, Muzan was completely exhausted and refused to continue his training!

I called out several times, but Muzan-chan didn't respond at all.

This is clearly a decision made to play dead.

Shugo sneered, and then gave his answer.

"Get up. Once you've finished your training, as long as you meet the requirements, we'll go out and play."

Shugo felt that there wasn't enough bait, so he added another sentence.

"We'll sleep together from now on, but you have to turn into a cat."

Since Shugo regained his memories, Muzan, who has been alone in his room for a long time: !!! He's still okay!!!

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Although Xiao Rizi lives in an earthquake zone, he is indeed wealthy (he has an abundance of gold and silver, and the excessive outflow of these assets has led to the devaluation of silver).

Regarding the issue of the transmigrator's high-level soul, Shugo's current body is actually very close to his previous life, and his appearance and height are also similar to before. He looks quite different from the Fujiwara family, but because they meet often, the people in the Fujiwara residence have not noticed.