"Her name is…Mitsuri Kanroji."
"Don't disappoint me, Doma. I have high expectations of you." With that, Muzan got up and looked at the rest.
"By now you all should know why I gathered you all here," Muzan said authoritatively, and then he looked at Gyokko.
"Gyokko…" Muzan said his name in such a calm and soothing manner that it sent chills down everyone's spine.
"Y-yes my l-lord? W-what can th-this lowly servant do f-for y-you?" Gyokko replied with a hint of dread and respect mixed in his tone.
"I have a feeling you have a piece of good information to share. What is it?"
Gyokko widened his eyes in surprise. How did he know that? Was his expression too obvious?
His body language made it very obvious that he was excited and eager to share his findings.
It then clicked with him that Muzan could also read their minds as he was their progenitor. His lord was expecting him to share his findings with the rest. Surely his lord has planned something devious given he has known him for a long time now.
"Y-yes my lord. I managed to find one of the cores of Demon Slayer Corps."
"I found the location of hidden Swordsmith Village," Gyokko said in a tone as if he was boosting his achievement.
The rest looked at Gyokko with shocked expressions.
Doma looked at Muzan and then understood why his lord had given him that task. Doma smiled playfully as he understood the true intentions of his master.
"I see now….as expected of my lord. Always two steps ahead of everyone." Doma said as he praised Muzan.
"How? How did you do that? That's a great achievement Gyokko!" Said Doma as he reverted his attention to Gyokko.
"Hehehe…stop flattering me, lord Doma."
"Since we know the location of Swordsmith Village, I want you all to play an important role."
Next hour or so was spent in Muzan explaining to them their role in this infiltration gig he had orchestrated.
As the meeting was dismissed, he walked out of the meeting room.
Akaza stared down, his fist clenched tightly. The moment his lord walked by, a wave of tension washed over him, making the air feel thick and heavy.
He instinctively glanced at Muzan, locking eyes with him for a brief second.
"Do not disappoint me, Akaza." The words hung in the air, sending a shiver down his spine.
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Meanwhile, in a hidden Mansion, Kaguya sat near the compound accompanied by his wife Amane.
The wind Hashira, Senami, and the Serpent Hashira, Obanai, knelt in homage.
"I am very delighted with your achievements. You have done an excellent job eliminating demons from the Kanagawa prefecture."
"I have another important task for you to-*cough* *cough*" Before Kaguya could finish he started violently coughing blood.
Amane who was beside him immediately helped Kaguya by patting his back gently.
"""Oyakata-sama!! Are you alright?""" Asked all three of them.
Kaguya took a breather and relaxed.
"I am fine. I appreciate you all for worrying about me. But I am also afraid we can't waste any more time."
"Demons have become more active."
"Himeyuki (Kasugai Crow) informed me about the absence of the demoness named Tamayo from her compound. It also picked up faint smells of blood."
"I am afraid something has happened to them. I want you two to accompany Tanjiro in the swordsmith village and go on to investigate together with him."
"He and Nezuko have a good relationship with Lady Tamayo."
"She would be a valuable ally for us. Her knowledge and skills would undoubtedly help us make the 'cure'."
As Kaguya finished, he looked at the beautiful night sky.
"Yes, Oyakata-sama! We will leave for the village in the dawn." They bowed and then left the compound.
While they left, something fell from Obenai's haori.
It was a beautiful blue flower he had stumbled upon during his time in the Kanagawa prefecture.
"I hope Mitsuri likes it."
Indeed, fate was truly a cruel thing.
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After the meeting, Muzan then left and went to his private research room.
He had not been feeling well ever since he had orchestrated his plan to destroy Swordsmith Village.
He felt uneasy, guilty, confused, and all sorts of feelings that were not his but originated from someone who had been responsible for his birth.
Makkari.
"I hate this feeling! God dammit!"
It's natural for him to feel this way. His whole existence derived from the fusion of two people who belonged to two different spectrums of morality.
One was good, one was evil.
But what does that make him? Neutral? He didn't know. He knew he was not his former selves anymore. He was a new being. A new soul.He stopped thinking any useless thoughts anymore.
And then he didn't hesitate.
TEAR
He literally tore apart his face from his head with no hesitation.
Blood splattered from the bloody mess that was made because of his action.
"Hahahahahahahahaha.." Muzan laughed like a maniac.
The most brutal action Muzan had ever done to himself, he laughed as he tossed his former face around. His regeneration kicked in and undone all harm that was on him.
A new face, a new beginning.
He had a crazed expression as he thought of the supposed protagonist of this world.
"It's not like I don't have a purpose for doing this. For finishing the quest, this is an important part. I will make sure nothing can stop me…not even you…bitch."
"!!!"
The will, the World, the heavenly spirit, Gaia, or whatever you call it,for the first time in its long existence, it felt chills run down its nonexistent spine as it realized Muzan was talking to it.
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Author's Note:
👀 Seems like Muzan have mental issues. Anyways, please give this novel power stones as it motivates me to keep writing. Also let me know your thoughts down below. I will see you soon! Peace~