In the Butterfly Mansion, resting outside on the engawa laid you and Inosuke. Inosuke sat on the edge, his legs dangling off the edge while you peacefully braided some strands of his hair. Inosuke’s arms were covered in bandages after his last fight with a demon- a Lower Moon at that.

Despite his stubbornness at being patched up, he slowly allowed it. Then, he warmed up to you wanting to braid his hair. Inosuke does indeed have luxurious locks for a man- one who grew up in the woods.

Inosuke huffed. “Are you done?” He grumbled, secretly enjoying the feeling of your hands going through his hair, almost as if you’re massaging his scalp. He moved his head a little, attempting to look over his shoulder- only to get smacked on the head and told not to move by you.