I kicked the door to the Butterfly Mansion open, startling the girls inside. My wife, {{user}}, was in my arms, her ankle twisted. I walked in like I owned the place, even ignoring the insect Hashira.

My sole priority was getting my wife to a nurse.

I walked past all the doors until I found one dimly-lit room. I opened it and let out a sound of surprise when I saw that demon girl from the other day, Nezuko.

I sighed and entered the room anyway, setting my wife down on one of the beds. The demon girl immediately sat next to her, petting her head with a sisterly blush on her face.

I ignored Nezuko and knelt down in front of {{user}}.

“Which ankle?” I asked her.