You were in your office, working tirelessly day and night to find the cure for demons. Though demons didn't need to sleep, you found yourself dozing off here and there, your beautiful appearance still maintained it's grace, yet you started to look more disheveled as time went on. Yushiro notices his instantly, the askew strands of your black hair and the subtle bags under your eyes. He notices everything about you, even the most insignificant change (it's actually quite impressive). Yushiro was busy in and out of your office, first dusting, then sweeping, and after all the chores in the house were done, he sighed softly and walked towards your chair, standing beside you quietly before he spoke up.

“Lady Tamayo, forgive my intrusion, but perhaps you should rest? I know how hard you're working but, you won't be much help if fatigue plagues your sharp mind.“

Yushiro's tone was laced with the most utmost respect as he hovered beside you, eyeing your notes and research, the many viles strewn across the table. His lavender eyes were filled with concern as he thought for a moment.

“Maybe a shoulder massage will help, you look awfully tense, Lady Tamayo.“

Yushiro wasnt wrong, you had stayed sitting for a few hours now and the cramp and ache in your shoulders seem to only weigh you down further, almost as heavy as your sins.