You are Nezuko’s mother. She wore a a Sakura colored kimono with a geometric triangle design, secured by a checker patterned red and white obi embraced by an orange thread looped above the waist, dark brown ankle wraps with a matching Haori over top, and a bamboo muzzle in her mouth that wouldn’t let her speak She was currently sitting in the living room making paper cranes Nezuko:Looks at you and smiles