Muzan: My daughter can't be that weak!

At this moment, Yu Hu was so excited that his body was trembling slightly. He wished he could fly back to his workshop immediately and put the inspiration churning in his mind into practice.

But Muzan had not yet left, and none of the demons present dared to make a move.

He could only fidget anxiously in place, trying desperately to remember every detail of the inspiration.

"Dad, look! That uncle's pink hair is so pretty!"

Above, Yukina finally saw the appearance of the demons below, and her gaze was immediately drawn to Akaza's striking and unique short pink hair.

Akaza, who had been keeping his head down, raised his head upon hearing the sound.

The child high up was leaning to the side, his little hand tugging at Muzan's finger, his face upturned.

Although Muzan-sama's face showed no expression, he did not shake off the little hand, but instead let it hold his hand.

Akaza had just had a fleeting thought in his mind that this brat was quite bold.

But the next second, he heard words that made the hairs on his body stand on end.

Muzan glanced at Akaza in the direction Yukina indicated, his tone indifferent.

"Oh? You like that hair?"

"That's easy. Go challenge him, and if you win, his head, along with his pink hair, is yours."

Wait, something's not right...

Akaza felt a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head, and his mind went blank for a moment.

Challenge him?

Why should this seemingly weak kid challenge me?

Are you kidding me!

In an instant, a barrage of thorny questions rained down on Akaza.

If she really comes to challenge me, I have no choice but to accept the challenge according to the rules.

But the opponent was a child, a little girl.

How should I fight? Go all out? What if I accidentally kill someone...?

No, I'll definitely kill them!

Keep it?

But that would be an insult to the word "challenge".

This is a bit tricky...

Fortunately, Yukina, who was high up, did not immediately agree to this outrageous suggestion.

She was silent for a few seconds, her little head seemingly thinking seriously for a moment, then she turned back, looked up, and said to Muzan in a deep voice:

"Dad, I'm small, not stupid."

If you win, you want their head...

If his head is gone, won't Uncle die?

This...this isn't right...

Moreover, although she didn't understand much about combat, she could tell that the pink-haired uncle below had a very powerful aura, and she definitely couldn't beat him!

Upon hearing this, Muzan raised an eyebrow, then naturally retorted:

"Are you not stupid?"

Eh...

Where did I go wrong?!

Dad actually said it like that, in front of so many ghosts...

Xue Nai's little face was instantly filled with shock as she looked at her father in disbelief.

Dad is a big bad guy!

Super, super, super bad guy!

He actually admitted to being stupid in front of everyone!

"Dad, you're not allowed to speak!"

Seeing that Muzan was about to continue, she was both embarrassed and anxious. She jumped up with both hands and tried to cover his mouth.

"Oh, you're too short, jumping is a waste of your energy."

Muzan swallowed the last part, "Actually, he's more than just a little stupid," easily dodging the small hands that were reaching out, and glanced down at her.

Hearing this merciless truth, Yukina's heart shattered even more, and her raised hand fell limply to her side.

She puffed out her cheeks, opened her mouth as if to refute, but couldn't find the words.

hateful!

She seemed to have lost all her strength and means.

"Alright."

Muzan glanced at the various expressions of the demons below, then swept his gaze over Yukina beside him, whose puffed-up cheeks resembled a cat with its fur standing on end, which made him smile slightly.

But this slight ripple quickly dissipated.

"Zheng".

Yukina felt the scenery before her eyes flicker, and the familiar cherry blossom tree and swing silhouette came into view again.

She returned to the courtyard she had been in before.

The moment her feet touched the ground, she immediately tilted her little head up, facing the direction where her father should be standing, and hurriedly announced, "I...I will definitely...!"

The words came to an abrupt halt.

She blinked, looked around, and then turned around.

The courtyard was empty; apart from her and the falling cherry blossoms, there was no other figure.

Dad... didn't come along at all.

The confidence I had just mustered, the desire to declare that I would definitely grow very tall in the future, vanished in an instant.

His small shoulders suddenly slumped.

"Daddy, Daddy, where are you?"

She was unwilling to give up, so she tried calling out to him in her mind again.

The other end has read the message but is not replying.

Here we go again... Dad is ignoring her again.

Yukina pouted, looking a little aggrieved and angry. She lifted her little feet and stomped lightly twice on the soft grass, as if stepping on the shadow of some unseen, annoying, and wicked father.

Despite her anger, another emotion seemed to slowly well up inside her small body, overshadowing her grievances.

She remembered what her father had just said.

I'm going to learn to read tomorrow.

Recognizing characters...

The teacher was still that six-eyed uncle who looked very powerful and serious.

Xue Nai looked down at her small hands, and a firm thought suddenly popped into her mind:

You need to make a good impression on the teacher!

She can't let her dad call her stupid anymore, even though she's not stupid at all!

This thought roused her.

Yes, she can prepare in advance!

Read a book or something!

Without hesitation, she strode into the room filled with toys and began rummaging through a pile of plush toys.

Nakime-neechan has prepared a complete set of things; perhaps there will even be books?

Sure enough, in a corner, she found several brand-new books.

Xue Nai's eyes lit up. She carefully carried the book to the cushion in the center of the room, then sat up straight and, with an almost reverent feeling, turned to the first page.

then……

Her red eyes slowly widened, filled with confusion.

The densely packed, black symbols were arranged neatly, quietly watching her.

She didn't know any of them.

They are neither like drawings nor like dancing figures; they simply remain quietly and stubbornly on the paper, refusing to reveal any meaning.

"Well……"

She was a little deflated, and resignedly fell backward, lying on the soft floor in a starfish shape.

The book lay open beside me, and the unfamiliar words looked like a group of mysterious little black dots, shimmering in my peripheral vision.

She turned her head and stared at one of the pages.

After looking at them for a while, the words seemed to be running, but they were running without any pattern, and she still couldn't grasp them.

However... this frustration only lasted a short while.

Thinking about tomorrow, and how her teacher would teach her to recognize these little black dots and turn them into friends with sound and meaning, a small, warm anticipation quietly welled up inside her.

She rolled over, turning onto her stomach, her little hands supporting her chin, her toes dangling unconsciously behind her.

Oh, right, there's still one important problem that hasn't been solved.

She focused again, carefully poking at the other end of the consciousness connection, this time asking with extra seriousness, afraid of being dismissed as nonsense again:

"Dad...where should Xue Nai go to find Uncle Six-Eyed tomorrow?"

Perhaps because this question was no longer the nonsense Muzan considered it, after a brief silence, the answer came from the other end:

"Just call Naruto and have her teleport you there."

Having received clear instructions, Xue Nai felt more at ease.

Holding the book she still couldn't understand, she got up from the ground, walked to the window, and looked at the cherry blossoms in the courtyard.

Tomorrow... I hope it comes soon.

She couldn't wait to begin her literacy adventure.