Demon Progenitor Development Project

Chapter 105 Muzan: A clueless blockhead!

As Shugo spoke eloquently about how to deal with the Demon Slayer Corps, Muzan, sitting in Shugo's lap, gradually let his thoughts wander.

Muzan laid his tiny self down, and Shugo readily complied, offering his arm as a pillow for the little cutie in his arms.

it is more than words.

This level of understanding is unbelievable, unless they're an old married couple!

Muzan looked up at Shuuga's smooth chin and asked, "Shuuga, why are you going to such lengths to deal with the Demon Slayer Corps? Do you hate them that much?"

"Of course I hate it!"

Shugo nodded without hesitation. He's a demon now! Of course he'd love for the Demon Slayer Corps to either disband or die on the spot!

"The Demon Slayer Corps is practically indestructible; even with such a massive encirclement and suppression by the Shogunate, they still managed to escape beforehand."

Shugo muttered to himself, as if complaining.

"So, Shugo did it for me, right?"

Muzan tilted his head and asked.

Shugo's complaints suddenly stopped, and he stammered, unable to speak.

Muzan stood up steadily, placing his foot on Shugo's thigh, sinking slightly into the supple muscle, and rubbing against Shugo's cheek.

"Is Shugo avenging me? You're the best."

Shugo could even feel the fine downy hairs on Muzan's cheeks, which made Shugo feel itchy.

I don't know if the itch is on my body or in my heart.

The soft, coquettish voice made Shugo turn his head away somewhat awkwardly, not wanting Muzan to see his expression.

"Your ears are red."

Muzan looked at Shugo's bright red ears with surprise and pinched them curiously.

The warm breath hit Shugo's ear, and Shugo's entire demon body stiffened.

"It's even more popular now!"

Shugo was somewhat embarrassed and angry. He turned his head and immediately saw Muzan with a wicked smile on his face. In a fit of anger, he stroked Muzan's head like he was petting a cat.

Muzan has naturally curly hair with excellent quality, but it needs careful maintenance. Touching it like this immediately made it messy, with the black hair curled so much that it could bloom into a flower.

Muzan shoved Shugo's mischievous hand a few times without using much force, and then gave up.

After Shugo finished petting Muzan's cat, he asked to have his hair combed.

Whoever makes the mess, cleans it up!

"I know you're the best to me," Muzan pleaded sweetly, employing a gentler approach.

The former Shugo was the kind of person who would agree to anything you asked for.

Faced with Muzan, who had been by his side for many years, Shugo couldn't resist the little girl Muzan's request and agreed without thinking.

Muzan sat on a small stool, and Shugo sat behind him, combing Muzan's hair with a wooden comb.

Shugo gently and carefully combed through Muzan's tangled black hair, without hurting him.

As if trying to cover up his recent lapse in composure, Shugo explained in a low voice the necessity of dealing with the Demon Slayer Corps.

"The Demon Slayer Corps is a persistent ghost. Although it's not a threat now, there's no guarantee that another Yoriichi Tsugikuni won't emerge in the future."

For example, a charcoal seller.

When Shugo thought of Muzan's final fate in the original story, a sharp pain welled up in his heart, and a sour feeling gathered in his eyes.

Everyone in the Demon Slayer Corps is cheering for your death, but I want to shed tears for you?

Shugo was momentarily dazed, looking down at Muzan's hair whorl.

Have I really fallen for this cowardly, timid, and charismatic boss?

She watched her child grow up little by little, from an age when he would stumble and fall while walking to a handsome young man, and then to a young adult who showed him his budding love.

Hiiragi let out a sigh like an old father.

He had always thought that Muzan's love for him was only temporary, but he never expected it to last so long.

Summarize Shugo's feelings when faced with Muzan's confession as follows:

Shugo before he died: Holy crap! The scumbag boss confessed to me? He must be a naive kid!

Shugo, who died and became a ghost: I understand! He's the white moonlight who's gone! The living can't defeat the dead!

Hiiragi, who died and came back to life: ...Let me take another look.

Shugo chuckled self-deprecatingly. I'm actually even more cowardly than that scoundrel boss who's known for his cowardice. I'm still timid and hesitant when faced with a declaration of love, and I want to run away.

They've done so much for Muzan.

What are you trying to cover up?

It turns out that you have to exhaust him to provoke him so that he can truly understand himself.

While Shugo was engaged in complex internal monologues, he continued to ramble on and on.

"What's more, there are hidden forces manipulating things behind the scenes..."

This is the downside of having a "dad-like" boyfriend—he's always lecturing.

“I know,” Muzan said in a clear voice.

I know you love me, that's why you put so much effort into me.

Although I'm bad and not a shrewd strategist, I'm beautiful and have had a long-standing relationship with you.

You can't bear to part with me!

You're so sentimental! (Shiogo, who never throws away things he doesn't need but insists on keeping them: ...)

Otherwise, if I were to push my luck like this, you would have kicked me out long ago.

Muzan was in a good mood, feeling that the ideas he had brought were excellent.

Isn’t this done?

Indeed, it's best to seek advice from experienced people when dealing with these kinds of matters.

Those ghosts are all lonely and widowed; they don't have wives or husbands at all!

These days, Mrs. Sato's presence has been quite low because he went to learn from the Buddha!

So many noble ladies gather in this area.

These days, pampered and wealthy women don't have many entertainment options. They love to chat and gossip, and in private, they also discuss techniques for controlling their husbands and matters of the bedroom.

"Men should always try new things and dress up nicely every day..."

"Just be a little more affectionate, say a few nice things, and even..."

"If you ask me, everything is about comparison. They go out to find women, but we can keep handsome men!"

Someone made a startling statement.

All eyes turned to this person, who turned out to be a powerful and influential widow.

Muzan seemed to be deep in thought. Shugo always had that deadpan expression, as if he was very unwilling and often tried to avoid things. Shouldn't he find someone to provoke him?

At the ladies' tea party, Muzan, drawing on the strengths of many, used these techniques to deal with Shugo, and it was a great success!

Taking advantage of the perfect nighttime setting, after combing his hair and enjoying some services, Muzan and Shugo sat facing each other under the cherry blossom tree, admiring the cherry blossoms at night.

Under the moonlight, the cherry blossoms resembled silvery butterflies, swirling and dancing in the air.

Shugo and Muzan sat facing each other, their eyes meeting under the cherry blossoms and moonlight.

"The research on the Stone Mask is almost complete. We can go back and try to enhance it once more."

"Also, I'll guide you through the cellular respiration method a few more times, and your body should be able to remember it..."

Shugo held his sake cup, took a sip, and placed the cover on the cup and other utensils, inwardly grumbling.

This is romantic, but the falling cherry blossoms are really a hassle!

Muzan: ...Did I bring you to the cherry blossom tree just to say this?

Fujiwara Shugo, you stupid blockhead!

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.

Shugo, looking worried: Muzan is wicked, stupid, and weak. He might get killed by his enemies one day. I need to make Muzan stronger so he doesn't get killed...

A frustrated Muzan thought: "That idiot Shuugo! How can he be so clueless about romance! All he cares about is the Demon Slayer Corps! What's there to think about with those cockroaches he's already slaughtered?! And he keeps urging me to get stronger, where does all these Yoriichi Tsugikuni come from?!"

(Author's note: The two above are completely on different wavelengths. Shugo is in the main story, while Muzan is in the romance drama. They're doing the readers' work, leaving the readers with nothing to do!)

Muzan from the original manga, who was killed by Yoriichi the Second: ...