Demon Progenitor Development Project

Putting aside Tamayo's family problems, on the other hand, Shugo slowly woke up and saw Muzan's flawless face right in front of him.

The horror of being haunted by a heart gradually faded.

An indescribable sense of shame welled up inside me.

Shugo has a good memory. He remembered that he had just told Muzan not to die where he couldn't see him, and as a result, he almost died suddenly.

Hiiragi:o(*￣^￣*)o

With a gloomy expression, Shugo reached for his chest and touched a strange, soft object.

Look down.

Shugo silently watched as Muzan's bloody, fleshy arm reached towards his chest and stuck to his chest, a sight that was sure to lower his sanity.

What's even more ingenious is Muzan's current posture.

Shugo was lying flat on his lower body and sitting upright on his upper body, while Muzan knelt directly in front of him, sitting between his legs, making it look like Muzan was riding him. In short, it was a terrible position.

It easily evokes associations with color.

Shugo's lips twitched; he had just bet that Muzan's pose was definitely intentional.

Why don't you sit somewhere else?

With so many spaces around, why choose this one?

She's dressed so nicely, and so tightly!

Shugo could clearly feel the fleshy texture and warmth of those thighs.

Muzan was in female form at this moment, wearing a gold-embroidered pomegranate skirt that accentuated her slender waistline. She was elegant and graceful, with her hair styled in a bun adorned with gold and jade hairpins, gold hairpins inlaid with ruby ​​petals, and other obviously valuable ornaments.

The pomegranate-red skirt accentuates a woman's mature charm, while the pure red fabric highlights her fair, snow-white skin, making her radiant beauty, long legs, and overall stunning appearance even more captivating. (The pomegranate-red skirt was a popular style in the Tang Dynasty, personally endorsed by Yang Guifei; the blood-red skirt mentioned in the poem "The Song of the Pipa" refers to this style.)

But isn't there something wrong with these clothes?

Half-revealed, not fully visible, yet possessing an alluring charm that beckons exploration.

After scanning the area, Shugo could no longer bear it and felt a pain in his eyes. He said, "Muzan, don't dress like this again."

He didn't believe Muzan was unaware of the effect of dressing like this.

"The one I'm wearing is for you to see?"

Muzan's face was very close, and his breath hit Shugo's face.

Shugo pulled the haori from the bedside table and draped it over Muzan, covering his swaying, alluring charm, and awkwardly changed the subject.

"How long have I been in a coma?"

How long exactly did it take for you to dress yourself up like this and put on such elaborate makeup?

Don't think you can fool me with this fake no-makeup makeup look.

"Today is the fifth day."

Muzan stared intently at Shuugo with his crimson eyes as he spoke.

Shugo silently rubbed his forehead, subtly trying to move his thigh away from that place that was making his mind wander.

What happened before?

After a moment of silence, Muzan briefly recounted what had happened.

He felt his heart lose connection with Shugo, so he rushed over to bring the raging, mysterious heart under control.

The heart inside Shugo originally belonged to Muzan Kibutsuji. With the addition of this external force, the unknown heart was powerless and completely unable to fight back.

However, it dared not go out, fearing that it would be eaten by Muzan, which led to this extremely awkward situation.

Shugo frowned and began to carefully sense the unknown heart.

The unknown heart was wrapped in a fleshy membrane formed by Muzan's arm, and the heart clung tightly to his flesh to prevent being eaten.

Shugo was overjoyed. There were already initial signs of fusion, which made things easier. It would just take time to wear down the fragments of spiritual will within.

They've already possessed someone's body once.

Practice makes perfect.

This thing can transform between inorganic matter like stone and living organisms, so it should be able to revitalize his half-dead cells, right?

While Shugo was lost in thought, he didn't notice Muzan's increasingly strange expression.