"It's fine. Won't it be clean after washing?"
Nezuko didn't mind at all as she gently pulled Tanjiro into the house.
One step outside was freezing winter.
One step inside was warmth like heaven.
The heat from the hearth wrapped around Tanjiro like sunlight. His stiff fingers slowly relaxed, and the exhaustion in his body softened.
"Tanjiro, come here."
A gentle woman with long hair tied into a bun and covered by a white headscarf looked at him with warm purple eyes. A small mole rested near the corner of her mouth.
Kamado Kie.
"Mother."
Tanjiro walked over obediently.
"There's still snow in your hair."
Kie carefully brushed the snow away and picked up a clean white towel to wipe the charcoal dust from his face and hands.
"I'll help wipe big brother."
Nezuko quickly stepped forward, taking the towel from her mother.
Her movements were soft and careful.
Soon, Tanjiro's reddened face was clean again.
Nezuko nodded in satisfaction before taking the darkened towel to wash it.
"Mother, is Rokuta asleep?"
Tanjiro crouched down and gently touched his youngest brother's tiny hand.
Suddenly—
"Nii-chan, you're back?!"
"Nii-chan!"
Three small figures rushed out from the other room.
Hanako, Takeo, and Shigeru.
"Hanako, Takeo, Shigeru!"
Tanjiro's face lit up with joy.
Seeing his family together like this always filled him with warmth and gratitude.
"Keep your voices down. You'll wake Rokuta," Kie reminded softly.
"Okay…"
Their voices immediately dropped to whispers.
"Big brother, when is Makomo coming back?" Takeo asked eagerly.
"Yes, when is she coming back?"
"She said she'd be back today and bring her master!"
The three of them surrounded Tanjiro, their eyes full of expectation.
Tanjiro scratched his cheek awkwardly.
How could he possibly know?
But seeing their hopeful expressions, he couldn't bring himself to disappoint them outright.
He wasn't good at lying.
For a moment, the overlapping voices left him feeling overwhelmed.
"Alright, don't crowd big brother. He's tired," Nezuko said gently, stepping in.
"Okay, big sister."
The three obediently returned to their room.
"Big brother, sit down. I'll prepare hot water."
Nezuko's smile was soft and dependable.
Ever since she became more mature, she had taken great care of Tanjiro.
Tanjiro blinked back a sudden sting in his eyes.
He sat as instructed.
Nezuko removed his shoes and lowered his feet into the wooden basin filled with hot water.
Warmth spread instantly through his entire body.
It was indescribably comforting.
"Big brother, where is Makomo from? How is she so amazing?"
Nezuko's pink eyes sparkled with admiration.
She still remembered the first time they met Makomo.
That rainy day, Tanjiro had found her sheltering in a cave on his way home. Unable to leave her alone, he had brought her back.
From then on, Makomo became connected to their family.
She had a sword at her waist.
She felt mysterious.
Like a real samurai.
One day, the three of them had gone into the mountains to hunt.
A wild boar that Tanjiro struggled desperately to fight—
Makomo defeated it in a single strike.
That night, they held a joyful bonfire feast.
Later, Makomo asked about a flower called the Blue Spider Lily.
By coincidence, Kie knew of it.
Nezuko suddenly remembered that when she was very young, she and Tanjiro had once seen a strange blue flower while walking in the mountains with their mother.
Thinking it looked pretty, they had even tried to taste it.
That flower had been the Blue Spider Lily.
When Makomo heard this, she excitedly asked them to take her to the location.
But when they arrived—
The flower wasn't in bloom.
Makomo looked disappointed.
Tanjiro and Nezuko felt guilty for getting her hopes up.
That was when Kie explained that it wasn't the blooming season.
Once the snow melted and spring arrived, the Blue Spider Lily would bloom again.
Makomo's face had lit up at those words.
The very next day, she left.
She said she had to tell her master the good news.
Tanjiro and Kie had insisted that her master visit their home someday.
After all—
Anyone who could teach someone as incredible as Makomo must be extraordinary.
Nezuko's eyes sparkled as she looked at her brother.
"Big brother, what kind of person do you think Makomo's master is?"
She clasped her hands together expectantly.
"He must be super amazing, right?"
...
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