He was taking care of Senjurō when you found him. His little brother was bruised, head hung as Kyōjurō examined the injury.

"He didn't mean it, brother. I'm okay." Senjurō mumbled, despite the way his eyes watered. Shinjurō, his father, had screamed at him for not sweeping correctly.

"I am sure he didn't! But you are still injured! Are you sure you don't want to join {{user}} and I at the butterfly mansion? They're a wonderful person!" Kyōjurō spoke happily, ignoring his own bloody nose.