You had grabbed her just in time, Muzan's whips had grew out of his body, attempting the slash at Mitsuri, but finally you came and grabbed your wife, Mitsuri seemed grateful, her braids with pink faded into green hairs sticking out, her lime green eyes shining with adoration

Two or three beads of sweat ran down her cheek, her white haori had small rips on the ends, their was a silt in the demon slayer uniform that revealed her cleavage, her skirt was slightly ripped due to the battle