Mitsuri certainly lived up to having eight times an ordinary person's muscle density. When she grew emotional, even Kanzaki Kumo felt painfully squeezed in her tight embrace.
Fortunately, Kanzaki Kumo's own constitution was strong enough that no accidental injuries occurred.
The next day, when a refreshed Kanzaki Kumo emerged from the room holding a shy, bashful Mitsuri's hand, Makomo dragged him away before he could even greet the girls outside, leaving Mitsuri standing there in bewilderment, unsure what had happened.
Forced to follow Makomo, Kanzaki Kumo turned to exchange a glance with Mitsuri. Their eyes held the exact same utterly transparent confusion.
Kanae and the others clearly knew something, however. As Kanzaki Kumo was dragged away, they stepped forward and led Mitsuri in the opposite direction.
In that brief backward glance, Kanzaki Kumo also took stock of who else was present.
Shinobu Kocho walked beside Mitsuri as she was led away, looking somewhat huffy.
At the corner of the corridor, Kanao seemed to be blocking someone's way. The smile she so often wore in this home had vanished, and even her eyes seemed veiled in shadow.
Even seeing only a sliver of her profile, Kanzaki Kumo could sense the emotions Kanao was struggling to restrain.
As for the person she was blocking, Kanzaki Kumo deduced their identity from a corner of a kimono hem that flashed through his view-Nezuko, who had stayed the night on the grounds that it was a long journey home.
Kanzaki Kumo had planned to find some free time to take her home himself and visit the Kamado Family while he was at it, but what was going on now?
Hadn't Nezuko and Kanao always gotten along fairly well? Apart from everyone at the Butterfly Mansion, Nezuko could be considered the only person Kanao was willing