The conversation that followed between Kanzaki Kumo and the Kamado Family was quite warm and harmonious.
For one thing, Kie supported Nezuko's decision. In her eyes, as long as her daughter could live happily by Kanzaki Kumo's side, nothing else mattered all that much.
For another, after accepting the match, Tanjuro no longer deliberately kept a sour look on his face.
Their conversation moved from everyday pleasantries to amusing stories from Nezuko's childhood, then gradually turned to marriage.
Nezuko spent almost the entire time hiding in Kanzaki Kumo's arms with her face flushed red.
There was no helping it. Although she had previously poured out everything about her life from childhood onward to Kanzaki Kumo, she herself could barely remember what had happened when she was two or three, so she had been unable to tell him about those things.
And two or three was precisely the age when all sorts of embarrassing incidents were most likely to happen.
So when Nezuko heard her mother recount things she herself remembered only vaguely, she already wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.
When the conversation then turned to marriage, the girl, who was experiencing her first love and had only recently officially become a couple with the one she loved, grew even more embarrassed.
All she could do was bury her face in Kanzaki Kumo's arms and pretend to be an ostrich.
Kie's smile deepened as she watched Nezuko act this way. Beside her, Tanjiro also watched his sister being so intimate with the person she loved with a look of blessing in his eyes.
Only Tanjuro... turning his gaze aside and pretending not to see was already the limit of what he could accept for now.
Spring gave way to autumn, and winter alternated