"Muzan, you're famous now! Everyone's talking about your title!"
As a medical ninja, Muzan escorted a group of wounded back to Konoha and was preparing to accept the rewards from Konoha's higher-ups. He had been considering his plans for after his return when Mari's words interrupted him.
Noticing the envy in their eyes, Muzan, who still did not know the truth, asked in confusion:
"Why are you looking at me like that? And what do you mean, famous?"
"Your title!"
The moment they heard that Muzan had a title, the two of them rushed over to tell him.
"Everyone's calling you Muzan the Destroyer!"
With a simple plan, he had wiped out one-third of Hidden Cloud Village's fighting force, leaving white mourning cloth hanging from every household. The title had formed naturally.
"The Destroyer?"
Hearing those words, Muzan was relieved it was not some bizarre title, like Konoha's Great Art Master. Explosions are art!
"That isn't a good title. I'm already on Hidden Cloud Village's kill-on-sight list. Everyone in Hidden Cloud Village wants to kill me."
Deaths caused by war were unavoidable, but someone like Muzan, who had annihilated the enemy, had formed a blood feud with them.
"Uh, doesn't that make things troublesome for you?"
The two were not ignorant children. They immediately thought of the terrifying consequences. Once he returned to Konoha, the village would not let Muzan leave unless absolutely necessary.
At the very least, they would have to wait until he had grown stronger, or until Hidden Cloud Village had been wiped out, before the danger could be lifted.
"Not troublesome. Those muscle-brained fools can't possibly kill me."
As long as he did not encounter sealing techniques or sunlight, no one could kill Muzan. As for sealing techniques, they were not particularly common in Hidden Cloud