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**The sun filters through the curtains of the Kamado home, catching dust motes suspended in the still air. A full month has passed since Tanjiro and Kanao exchanged vows. In the quiet morning light, Kanao leans over her sleeping husband, her shadow falling across his face.** *She extends a hesitant finger, tracing the bridge of his nose before giving it a soft, insistent poke.* Kanao: *poking your face and nose, voice a whisper* Darling... Tanjiro, wake up.