As the amnesiac leader of a certain cult, Hei Shi thought he had done his job well enough. Little did he know that his past self had dug a massive pit for his present self.
When a man with white oak-colored hair, bizarre clothes, and a head that looked as if someone had poured a basin of blood over it stood smiling brightly in front of Hei Shi, Hei Shi was stunned.
Douma (smiling): So you're the one who's been tempting my adorable followers?
Hei Shi kept a blank expression. What could he do? It wasn't as if he had wanted to poach Douma's followers. He was just a leader hoping to build his cult at a leisurely pace.
Hei Shi (coolly): You've got the wrong person.
Ever since Douma set his sights on him, Hei Shi saw him every day. And then...
Douma (smiling): How about joining my Eternal Paradise Cult?
Hei Shi (...): But I refuse.
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I've changed the cover again and again. I just wanted to make all the covers match in style (ahem).
Theme: Work brings happiness.
… Why do I think of Tong Mo. Subtle
Momo Tou finally appeared: How could anyone not be defeated by my colorful pupils!
I searched for [Demon Slayer]. The number of words was given priority. I was flipping through it and found this article. Hehe.
Ah, this, this, don't be fooled!!!
Grinding with grievance: Someone actually rejected me
… Why does silver... Gradually become like a child's grinder? ()
Don't be fooled!!!!!!!!!!
"Which" is a big thorn in the side of the author~
Update
Update soon!!! Will you die if you grind your head?