Heh Heh

These Half-Demons had been hiding from him, almost impossible to find. Now, they dared to appear before him, showing how desperately they wanted to prevent him from overcoming their weaknesses.

He'd kill them all sooner or later!

With the threat of the Half-Demons gone, Yoriichi looked at Muzan, who was clearly a Maneating Demon, and hesitated with his sword.

Muzan hesitated for a moment before finally deciding to use force.

After all, the current young Yoriichi was no match for him! He'd catch him first, and then they could talk about reason later. He had plenty of time.

Suddenly, Muzan grabbed the sword in Yoriichi's hand, which couldn't do any real damage to him. Yoriichi immediately reacted, gripping the hilt with all his might and twisting the blade, trying to force Muzan to let go. But Muzan's strength was terrifyingly immense, and he forcibly snatched the sword away.

"Run!"

Tsugikuni Yoriichi, having lost his weapon, shouted and pulled Uta, intending to escape. But Muzan threw the sword away, grabbed both of them by the back of their clothes, and lifted them up.

"Run where? Come on, kid, show me the way."

Muzan held the two children, a triumphant smile plastered across his face.

Yoriichi and Uta struggled desperately, trying to break free, but their efforts were like a fish out of water flopping around.

Muzan threw Uta to the ground and looked at young Yoriichi, "Stop struggling."

Seeing that Uta had been released, Yoriichi ignored his own situation and yelled at Uta, "Uta! Run!"

Muzan glanced at him. He had released Uta, fully expecting that she wouldn't run.

He looked at Uta, a sinister smile on his face:

"Uta, you don't want Yoriichi to lose his life, do you?"

Uta's expression looked like she was about to cry, but she held it back. She got up, her small face covered in dirt, and glared hatefully at Muzan.

Because she was worried about Yoriichi, she naturally didn't dare to run.

Muzan: I want to laugh. What should I do? He suddenly feels like he's going too far bullying children.

"Don't worry about me, run!"

Muzan directly slapped Yoriichi on the backside, "Shut up! Or I'll treat you like the leader of an AN-BUI JIN3 and eat you!"

Saying that, he pulled out a cloth and rope from somewhere, stuffed it into Yoriichi's mouth, and tied his hands.

Yoriichi glared at him, "Mmph mmph mmph mmph!"

Then he looked at Uta again, "Where do you live? Lead the way."

Uta held back her tears, sobbed twice, turned, and started leading the way.

Yoriichi: "Mmph mmph mmph!!"

Although Muzan could have left directly, and Uta would have taken Yoriichi to her home, as they couldn't go anywhere else besides her home.

But since he could take advantage of Yoriichi's young age to bully him, why wouldn't he?

With Yoriichi's talent, he would surpass him in a few years. If Muzan didn't bully him now, he wouldn't have the chance later.

For the rest of the journey, besides Yoriichi's muffled sounds, there were only Uta's sobs and the sound of footsteps.

The three (crossed out) one person, one overpowered player, and one demon quickly arrived at Uta's home.

It was a simple thatched hut, located on an open space not far from the fields. Wildflowers and weeds grew beside the hut, looking quite picturesque under the moonlight.

Uta took a deep breath, cautiously looked at Muzan, and mustered her courage, "I've led the way, let Yoriichi go!"

Muzan smiled and patted Uta's head. Uta wanted to dodge but couldn't, and she didn't dare to. Because of fear, she hunched her neck, her body stiff.

"Well done."

Upon hearing this, Uta wanted to ask Muzan to release Yoriichi, but she saw the malicious smile on Muzan's face:

"However, did I say I would let you go if you led the way?"

Hearing this, Yoriichi struggled violently:

"Mmph mmph mmph mmph mmph!!!"

Uta held back her tears, both terrified and angry, shrinking back.

Muzan threw Yoriichi into the thatched hut, then picked up Uta with one hand, and from somewhere pulled out rope and tied her up, throwing her in with Yoriichi.

The tears in Uta's eyes could no longer be held back. She cried out loud, yelling at Muzan, "Shameless!"

Yoriichi's legs were not tied, but without hands, he couldn't get up. He crawled over, blocking in front of Uta, glaring fiercely at the "detestable demon."

Muzan glanced at the crying Uta and threatened fiercely, "Don't cry!"

Uta immediately stopped shouting, but tears were still streaming down her face, her nose twitching as she sobbed.

Seeing that she really stopped shouting, Muzan looked down at the fiercely glaring Yoriichi.

He crouched down, smiling, and patted Yoriichi's little face, "Oh, are you angry?"

Your wife is crying because I scared her.

But to Muzan's disappointment, Yoriichi's expression gradually calmed down. In an instant, it was as if he had seen through everything.

He strangely removed the rag stuffed in Yoriichi's mouth, curious to see what he would say.

"Eat me, and let Uta go."

"Ah, this..." Muzan looked towards Uta, who was still sobbing. Uta suddenly shouted, "No! Don't eat Yoriichi!"

"Then I'll eat you?"

Uta flinched, but suddenly her eyes hardened. "Fine!"

This time, Muzan was confused. Even if these two were a destined couple, they shouldn't be willing to die for each other the first time they met, at such a young age.

Were they both just that kind?

He hadn't actually planned to do anything to them; it was just a cruel whim to tease them.

But being force-fed a mouthful of dog food by two brats immediately made him lose interest. He got up, picked them both up, and threw them onto the tatami mat:

"If you two behave, I won't eat you."

Yoriichi instinctively shifted his body to shield Uta. "What do you want to do?"

"Believe me if I say I want to raise you?"

Obviously, the two didn't believe him, but they had a strange feeling that he might actually be telling the truth.

However, the two also realized they wouldn't be harmed right now. Yoriichi took a deep breath and looked at Muzan seriously:

"You're the Demon King, aren't you?"

"Correct." Muzan didn't hide anything and admitted it frankly.

"Then why did you stop those demons from attacking us? Aren't they your subordinates?"

Uta also looked at Muzan, confused.

"They aren't. To be precise, they aren't demons either."

"?"

Seeing their confused expressions, Muzan explained:

"They also eat people, but their intelligence is much lower than demons, and they aren't under my control." Muzan paused, his expression filled with killing intent. "These things are called Half-Demons. They're always going against me, I'll kill them sooner or later!"

"Alright, from now on, I'll be living here with you. You can ask me anything you're wondering about."

"Also, don't even think about running."

With that, Muzan snapped his fingers, and the ropes binding the two unraveled. His figure then vanished.

This small thatched hut was still a bit too dilapidated; it would probably struggle to shield them from wind and rain. He'd need to bring some books over.

But if he were to play the role of a father, wouldn't he be missing a mother?

In an instant, Muzan thought of the Scum Boss's cross-dressing, which scared him into shaking his head rapidly.

Impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

Cross-dressing was out of the question!

Taking advantage of the lack of sunlight, Muzan wanted to use his Blood Demon Art to teleport books, wood, umbrellas, and other items.

However, as soon as Muzan returned to the thatched hut, he saw that the tatami mat was empty.

"Heh heh..."