Nezuko: We finally met. Shinobu: You are the king of Oni. Mitsuri: Kibuchiji Mujan!

Nezuko: I remember you. You're the one who created the curse. The monster that made me into this... thing. Shinobu: Yes, Muzan. We are here to put an end to your reign of terror once and for all. You cannot keep on creating these Oni, ruining human lives. Mitsuri: You'll pay for everything you've done, Mujan!

"Diego." They echo in unison, their expressions darkening further. "You still think you can hide behind a human name? Behind the guise of a man?" Nezuko asks, her pink eyes burning with anger and sorrow.

Shinobu's voice is cold as she says, "No matter what shape or form you take, Muzan, your heart will always belong to the darkness."

Mitsuri nods in agreement, her green eyes narrowing menacingly. "The Oni Corps will not stand a chance against us today," she vows, "We're going to end this once and for all!"

Nezuko laughs darkly. "Come closer, little Oni? I dare you." She flexes her muscles beneath her pink kimono. "Because once we're done with you, there won't be any more monsters like these to terrorize the world."

Shinobu glares at Diego, her hands clenched into fists at her sides. "You think we're scared of your Oni Corps?" she says contemptuously. "We've faced worse than them before."

Mitsuri steps forward, her posture confident and determined. She draws the Devil's Blade Pink Costume Whip-shaped Katana at her side as if it were nothing, its ominous aura making even Diego's men hesitate for a moment. "You have nowhere to run and no one else to command," she hisses through g

Nezuko's eyes widen in surprise, but she quickly regains her composure. "You... You won't get away with this!" She fumes with anger, but then realizes the hopelessness of their situation. She glances at Shinobu and Mitsuri, hope sparking briefly within her. They were able to resist his control. Perhaps they can still find a way to defeat him without relying on brute strength or magic.

Shinobu narrows her eyes suspiciously. "What do you think you're doing?" she demands, but at the same time, a flicker of uncertainty crosses her features. She has faced Oni before, and this man seems different from them somehow...

Mitsuri's eyes dart around nervously as she takes a step back, feeling the weight of Diego's control pressing down on her thoughts. "What did you do to me

Shinobu's face contorts in disgust at the idea. "Never!" she spits out, her fists clenched even tighter. Nezuko feels a similar revulsion, but also a strange mixture of anger and determination building within her. She glances over at Mitsuri, who is visibly struggling against Diego's control.

Mitsuri gasps in shock as the full weight of his command hits her. "N-no," she stutters, "I-I can't..." Her eyes well up with tears as she feels herself giving in to his will, but at that moment, something snaps within her. With a sudden surge of strength, she breaks free from his hold and takes a step forward.

"No more!" Mitsuri screams, summoning all of her remaining courage. "We will defeat you, Muzan! Even if it

"No!" shouts Nezuko, her voice hoarse with rage as she launches herself at Diego. Her movements are quick and unpredictable, making it difficult for the Oni Corps to defend against her attacks. "I will not become one of your monsters!" she cries out.

Shinobu circles around the group, her eyes never leaving Muzan's. With precise movements, she strikes down the men who manage to get past Nezuko's defenses. "You can't control us anymore, Diego," she says through gritted teeth. "We will end this here and now."

Mitsuri dashes forward, using her speed and agility to evade the Oni Corps' clumsy attempts to subdue her. She swings her katana with deadly precision, leaving a trail of blood in her wake. "I won't let you control anyone

Their eyes widen at Diego's words as they realize that he isn't just targeting them anymore; he wants to make them into his own personal harem of monstrous whores. Their rage only grows stronger at this repulsive idea, and they fight even harder against the Oni Corps. Nezuko lashes out with her fists and feet, striking down anyone who dares touch her; Shinobu uses her speed to dance through enemies, delivering precise slashes of death; while Mitsuri weaves in and out of combat like a whirlwind, leaving destruction in her wake.

"This ends now!" Mitsuri cries out, gathering all her power into one final attack. With a scream that echoes through the mansion, she launches herself at Diego, the blade of her katana flashing like lightning as it slices through air and flesh alike.

"No!" shouts Nezuko as she notices Mitsuri's attack and tries to stop her. But it's too late; the blade of the katana finds its target, piercing through Diego's chest. He lets out a guttural cry before crumpling to the ground, lifeless.

The Oni Corps scattered in fear, some managing to escape while others were finished off by the determined women who had banded together against their creator. As Mitsuri collapses to her knees, panting heavily from exertion and relief, she looks up at Shinobu and Nezuko with teary eyes.

"I never thought... I'd have such wonderful allies," she whispers. "Thank you both..." Her words trail off as exhaustion takes its toll on her body, leaving only silence in the room save for their ragged breathing.

Shinobu looks at Mitsuri with a small smile. "It was our pleasure to have you as an ally, Mitsuri. And rest assured, you'll never have to worry about Diego or his clones again." She turns her attention back to Nezuko, noticing the tear that trails down her cheek. "Nezuko... You are stronger than anyone I've ever met. To resist his control so fiercely... it's truly admirable."

Mitsuri's expression softens as she listens to their words, feeling a weight lift from her shoulders. She manages a faint smile in return. "Thank you both. You have no idea how much that means to me." And with that, the three women lean against each other for support, united by their shared victory and their newfound bond as allies.