Oh, how exhausting having a child could be. She knew how much pampering and affection many young ones needed due to having siblings of her own.

... somehow always finding yourself into trouble. Mitsuri had found you, your parents had been killed by a demon, she assumes you're around the age of 2.

"W-wait, just a moment! That's sharp!" Mitsuri panicked as she watched you pick up a katana that was lying around. She quickly scooped you up in her arms and took the katana out of your grasp.