Muzan: My daughter can't be that weak!

Oh dear...

How did my head fall off?

Doma's seven-colored eyes rolled around blankly, his gaze fixed only on the dim wooden beams of the ceiling high above the Infinite Castle.

A slight tingling sensation came from the broken part of my neck, a novel and light feeling.

Is Muzan trying to play with my head?

Like tossing and catching a ball.

This thought stirred a ripple of surprise and delight in his otherwise empty heart.

The adults were actually willing to interact with him, even in this way!

But I haven't given my eyes to Yukina and Hanako yet. The promised gift... I need to put my head back on first.

He thought about it seriously and began to try to drive the headless body that was still kneeling not far away to come over and pick up its head.

At the same time, Yukina was completely stunned.

Her small mouth was slightly open, her arms holding Hanako were frozen in mid-air, and the joy on her face had not yet completely faded, but was covered by fear.

She looked at Uncle Doma's lonely head on the ground.

Even his eyes were blinking.

His head fell off?

How did his head fall off?

Muzan lowered his eyes, looking at her terrified and foolish appearance, his brows furrowing in displeasure, and then he reached out his hand.

Instead of a gentle hug or comforting gesture, he grabbed Yukina by the back of her neck and lifted her up from where she stood.

"Stand still."

Xue Nai was lifted up and stumbled, her toes barely touching the ground before she fell back down.

She instinctively hugged Hanako tightly, the numbness in her calves seemingly dispelled by fright. She simply tilted her head back, her eyes wide open, staring at Muzan, her gaze filled with tears.

"dad"

"Why did Uncle Doma's head fall off? Waaah... Is Uncle Doma going to die?"

On the ground, Doma's head, which had been facing upwards, tilted slightly, turning towards Yukina's direction, and a bright smile bloomed on his face again.

"Little Yukina, Uncle Doma won't die~"

He blinked, his eyes sparkling with iridescent light.

"I'm a ghost, you know. This little injury will heal in no time!"

However, Yukina is clearly a demon, so why would she ask such a question?

Oh dear, perhaps she has only recently been converted and the adults haven't taught her these common sense things yet.

Honestly, Yukina still has so much to learn!

Upon hearing this, Yukina stared blankly at Doma's head, seemingly processing the information for a moment.

Oh, right, Uncle Doma is a ghost, Dad is a ghost, and I am a ghost too.

Ghosts don't seem to die that easily.

She subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, her tense shoulders relaxing slightly.

Thank goodness it was a ghost; if it had been a human...

She dared not think.

Upon seeing this, Muzan's already slightly furrowed brows tightened even more, and displeasure flashed in his eyes.

Doma is becoming increasingly disorderly; who gave him permission to interrupt and say these unnecessary things?

The thought flashed through my mind for a split second, without even taking any action.

There was a soft "plop" sound.

The head of Doma, who had just been smiling and explaining, suddenly split open from the top without warning, neatly dividing into three equal halves.

The world is quiet now.

"dad,"

Yukina gripped Muzan's sleeve tightly, her face pale, her eyes scanning the corner of the room in terror.

"There seem to be bad guys here... Let's get out of here quickly!"

She instinctively tried to pull Muzan away.

But after taking only half a step, she suddenly stopped, hesitated, and turned back to look at the head on the ground, now split into three pieces, and asked cautiously:

"Dad, is Uncle Doma still alive? He's shattered like this... can he still live?"

Just then, one of the remaining seven-colored eyes in the three-part head slowly rotated its pupil.

After experiencing novelty (his head fell off) and confusion (how did his head crack?), Doma finally understood.

Oh, I see.

The unusually thick adult blood on Yukina's body was not because she had received an exceptionally generous reward.

It's because she was originally born from adult blood.

No wonder, no wonder she could address you like that, sir.

No wonder the adult himself came here...

He felt no lingering fear or apprehension at having "offended an existence he shouldn't have."

I didn't even think of that...

Doma happily reflected on his oversight.

But now that I've figured it out, I'm pretty smart too!

After all, not everyone can understand such a complex relationship so quickly.

"I won't survive."

Muzan's voice was flat and emotionless as he coldly stared at Yukina, a sense of irritation washing over him.

Why would this little idiot care about a ghost he just met who is obviously mentally challenged?

This kind of superfluous empathy is not worth having at all.

Upon hearing this, Xue Nai's face instantly drained of color, and her eyes widened in terror.

Is he...can't survive?!

Didn't you just say ghosts are very powerful?

How could this be...?

She didn't have time to think it through; overwhelming unease took over everything.

She suddenly gripped Wu Can's hand tightly, no longer hesitating, and almost dragged him towards the door.

woo woo woo...

Uncle Doma is dead, so Dad must not be hurt.

Although she only met him for a short while, she will try her best to come back and help Uncle Doma tidy up once she is safe.

But this place is too dangerous. We must get Dad away from this terrible place immediately!

Muzan's clothes tugged slightly as she pulled them, and his brows furrowed even more.

He simply felt that the filth on the floor and the scent of doma in the air made the room filthy.

It's simply unbearable.

He didn't let Xue Nai continue pulling him. He stretched out his arm and easily grabbed the back of her collar again, lifting her up and firmly pressing her to his side.

"I'm gone."

Behind him, the head on the ground was reassembled and then perfectly merged with the body.

Doma touched his neck, blinked, and looked confused and aggrieved.

Why did Muzan say that he "couldn't live anymore"?

Is it because you don't like playing with Yukina that you said that?

but……

I've always been smart and kind since I was little. If Yukina stays with me, she'll definitely be positively influenced and become just as smart and kind as me.

Isn't this a good thing?

I really can't understand adults' thinking.

But it's okay.

He thought optimistically that Yukina would definitely stay in the Infinite Castle anyway.

Even though we were interrupted this time, we can play with her again next time!

Teach her more about ghosts, or continue playing games with her, or listen to her troubles.

Oh, right!

Doma's seven-colored eyes suddenly lit up.

I must tell my good friend Akaza about this wonderful news.

Although Lord Akaza always has a stern face and only knows how to cultivate and fight, he might be interested in this news.

After all, Yukina is such a well-behaved and polite child.