Demon Slayer: Become the villain Boss Muzan

The two children put two bowls of rice on the table, and Kokushibo said: "Do you two want to be my apprentices?" Muichiro looked at Kokushibo after hearing this, a little confused, and seemed to be looking forward to something. A six-year-old child, when asked this question, the first reaction is naturally to think that he is not favored by some otherworldly master, right? Yuichiro looked at him with contempt. Chuunibyou? But out of respect for the guests, Yuichiro held the eager Muichiro and responded: "No, no." After that, he pulled Muichiro to the back kitchen. Strange guy, God knows if he is a human trafficker! Moreover, these two guys gave people a very strange feeling, and it was hard to tell what was going on.

Muichiro was forced to walk in by Youchiro, and he couldn't help shouting:

"Brother! Why did you refuse like that! What if they are powerful samurai and they like our talents!"

Youchiro looked at his stupid brother with disdain:

"What era is it now? Are you still a samurai? Hurry up and do your homework!"

Muichiro looked angry and pouted: "Tsk!"

"Stop making trouble, hurry up and work."

"Oh..."

Kokushibo looked at the two brothers, and Yunichi looked at Kokushibo.

"Brother, do you want to take them as apprentices?"

Kokushibo nodded:

"I want to see what my descendants are like now."

He looked at the two brothers:

"Their fighting talents are not weak, they shouldn't be so ordinary."

"I think this is good..."

Yunichi had a different opinion from his brother, which was extremely rare.

Kokushibo is ambitious and constantly pursues stronger power, while Yoriichi pursues a peaceful and beautiful daily life.

The next day.

The two brothers who went to school early in the morning saw two weirdos staring at them nearby.

Ichiro was a little scared. Could they be human traffickers?

He grabbed Muichiro's hand and whispered, "Let's stay away from them."

The two brothers took a long way away from the two "weirdos".

The third day.

They saw the two weirdos again.

This time the two weirdos were in a nearby milk tea shop, looking at the two through the glass.

Ichiro stared at the two weirdos vigilantly, and took Muichiro away quickly.

When they went home from school, they saw the two weirdos again.

They couldn't help but curse inwardly.

What on earth do these two guys want to do!

Are they sick!

But seeing that these two weirdos were tall and strong, the two little brats didn't dare to run over to question them.

Muichiro looked at his brother's gloomy expression:

"Brother, do they really want to take us as apprentices?"

When Youchiro heard what he said, he was even more furious and slapped his silly brother on the back:

"Can you stop daydreaming! Read less comics!"

"Oh..."

Youchiro was slapped back to reality by his brother. He nodded listlessly, looked at the two people again, and asked his brother:

"Then, what do you think these two people want to do by watching us these days?"

"How should I know? Let's go!"

Youchiro pulled his brother to speed up.

Muichiro couldn't help but look back at the two people again.

He seemed to see the two weird uncles smiling at him.

They didn't look like bad guys...

"Brother, I seem to see them smiling at me."

"You are wrong! Go!"

"Oh..."

The fourth day.

This time, I saw the two weird guys in front of a house at the doorstep.

In front of the house was a stone table with a chessboard and chess pieces, and a stone bench. The two weird guys played chess and glanced at them.

Ichiro was simply amazed.

Did they move their home here just to keep an eye on them?

If the two guys didn't have any bad intentions, Ichiro would have wanted to call the police!

Two weird guys at the door, so scary!

"Brother, why don't we ask them what they want to do when we get home from school?"

Muichiro suggested.

Ichiro immediately rejected it: "No! It's too dangerous!"

"It's at the door anyway, and they don't look like bad guys."

Ichiro turned around and glanced at the two guys again.

I felt that what Muichiro said made sense: "Okay, but we run away when we encounter danger!"

Muichiro nodded.

Sure enough

Indeed, when I came back from school, I saw these two weird guys sitting at the door playing chess again. I noticed them and looked at them for a few times.

Yuichiro pulled his brother behind him and walked over to look at them:

"What do you want to do by looking at us every day?"

Kokushibo put down the chess piece and looked up at the two "offspring":

"You have good talents, I want to take you as my apprentices."

Yuichiro: (ー`´ー)

"Uncle! Be realistic! Still taking apprentices? What era is this!"

Muichiro was pulled behind by Yuichiro, looking at them with an expectant smile, and said:

"Are you samurai?"

Before Yuichiro and Kokushibo could answer, Yuichiro knocked his brother on the head:

" Muichiro, be realistic!"

Muichiro rolled his eyes angrily.

You are such a boring brother!

Yunyi smiled and looked at Muichiro:

"We are samurai, but your brother is right, samurai are not needed by the times now."

After all, guns nowadays are far superior to swords.

Kokushibo glanced at Yunyi.

Anyone can say that, but you can't!

Yuichiro looked at the two stupid uncles with disdain.

So they are two guys with severe second-year syndrome.

"Uncle, you are so old now, you should face reality as soon as possible, don't always think about being a samurai or not, find a good job."

He paused and looked at them:

"You haven't found a girlfriend yet? Find a good job and start a family, don't fantasize every day, and always stare at us. If someone else did, they would call the police, really!"

Yuichiro, who had just started school at a young age, put on an adult's posture and scolded the two old guys who were hundreds of years old.

Yunyi had a helpless smile on his face.

Kokushibo didn't know what to say for a while.

"Uncle, don't take in disciples just because you see someone in the future, or you will be sent to a mental hospital."

Yuichiro said another half-retorting, half-advising sentence, and walked away with his silly brother Muichiro who was still full of fantasy.

Kokushibo held his forehead helplessly.

Yunichiro smiled and looked at his brother.

Scolded by his descendants.

And not far away, a wretched figure had already brought a camera and recorded this scene.

Yunichiro looked speechlessly at the boss who was like a sneak photographer.

"Master Muzan, have you taken enough photos?"

Muzan put away the camera, with a mocking expression on his face:

"Kuroshibo, you are still Upper Rank One, and you, I gave you the title of ceiling in vain, and you were taught a lesson by two little brats!"

Kokushibo looked at Muzan expressionlessly.

Yunichiro was also speechless, can you stop mentioning the title of ceiling?

What the hell!