The warm sunshine in the morning shone through the mist rising from the mountains and forests, reflecting on the ground covered with white snowflakes and adding a touch of haze to the scenery of the deep mountains.
On such a morning, Sora Mori rubbed his eyes and stretched a little tiredly.
There were too many things on his mind yesterday, and he didn't sleep well.
"Oni-chan, watch out for the snowball!"
The girl's crisp voice came through the window, carrying the lively energy of youth.
Sora Mori couldn't help but push open the window.
In a courtyard full of snowflakes, a petite girl slightly bent down, picked up a large handful of snow, kneaded it into a big snowball, and threw it at a boy not far away.
It's just a pity that the girl's aim wasn't very good, and she missed the target.
This made the girl puff up her cheeks slightly.
Looking at her face, Sora Mori recognized the girl as Nezuko immediately.
The girl was wearing a pink kimono, her long black hair was loose, and her beautiful face was soft and delicate.
Perhaps because of the exercise, her little face was flushed, and when she breathed occasionally, her beautiful eyelashes would vibrate slightly with her breathing, which was very cute.
As for the boy having a snowball fight with Nezuko, it was her big brother, Kamado Tanjirou, who had the same dark red hair as Kamado Tanjurou and a shallow scar on his left forehead.
Sensing that she was being watched, Nezuko couldn't help turning her head and saw Sora Mori at the window.
Regarding the person in the window, Nezuko had heard from her mother in the morning that he was a guest brought home by her father, Tanjurou, last night.
"Good morning, Uncle."
Nezuko exclaimed sweetly, with two dimples showing on her cheeks.
The girl's voice was soft and cute, with a waxy sound, as endearing as an angel, and it was so soft that it almost melted the heart.
This made Sora Mori sigh, she truly deserved to be Nezuko.
"Good morning."
Sora Mori also spoke with a smile.
Sora Mori put on his clothes and opened the door. The cold morning wind blew on his body, making him shiver involuntarily.
It took a while for Sora Mori to adapt to the cold weather outside.
At this moment, in the courtyard, Nezuko was still having a snowball fight with her big brother Tanjirou, but Nezuko's aim didn't seem very good, and she always missed Tanjirou, which made Nezuko pout and look annoyed.
Looking at the innocent Nezuko at this moment, Sora Mori couldn't help but sigh slightly, remembering that after her father Kamado Tanjurou's death in the anime, when Nezuko's family lost their pillar and fell into a difficult situation, the innocent girl quickly began to change.
Sensible, she assumed the responsibility of taking care of her younger siblings early and helped her widowed mother with housework, but she would not be as carefree as she was now.
"Snap"
A ball of snow thrown by Tanjirou hit Nezuko, who was pouting upright, in the face.
"Ouch."
Nezuko let out a cry of pain and crouched down, holding her head involuntarily.
Tanjirou was also taken aback and ran over quickly, looking at his sister who was squatting on the ground with tears in her eyes, at a loss, and could only apologize repeatedly.
Sora Mori also walked over.
Perhaps because an outsider came over, Nezuko still stood up and shouted, "Hi Uncle."
"Hello."
Sora Mori nodded to Nezuko, and his eyes fell on Nezuko's small nose. At this moment, the girl's nose was already red, obviously hurt by the snowball thrown by Tanjirou just now.
"Does it hurt?"
Sora Mori couldn't help asking with concern.
"It doesn't hurt very much."
Nezuko shook her head, but her mouth was slightly closed, and her little nose sucked in aggrievedly.
Although Sora Mori knew that Nezuko was lying, there was nothing he could do.
"I'll give you a candy, eat this candy, and it won't hurt anymore."
Fumbling in his pocket, Sora Mori finally took out a toffee.
These candies were with him from before.
"Really?"
Nezuko looked at the toffee in Sora Mori's hand with some hesitation, and her beautiful eyes under the slender eyelashes were full of longing.
"Certainly."
Sora Mori nodded.
"Then, can you give me two?"
The girl asked cautiously, and at the same time, her big eyes glanced at the man in front of her. She felt that the man in front of her was so tall, even taller than her father, which gave her a great sense of awe.
After hearing this, Sora Mori fumbled in his pocket for a long time before finding another toffee.
When he came to this world, he only carried two toffees with him.
"For you."
Sora Mori handed the two toffees to Nezuko.
Nezuko took the two toffees, then put away one and handed the other back: "Uncle, I'll share one with you too."
Watching the girl accept one of the two toffees he gave her, and then hand over another one, Sora Mori couldn't help but smile: "Actually, if you're like this, just accept one."
Nezuko listened but shook her head vigorously: "Uncle, this is different. I accepted one, and I gave one to Uncle. But now, I took one and gave Uncle another one. In this way, we gave to each other."
Sora Mori was slightly taken aback and took a moment to react. He reached out his hand and patted Nezuko on the head: "Nezuko, you are truly an arithmetic genius."
Feeling the warmth of his big hand brushing against her head, Nezuko couldn't help tilting her head and looking at the man in front of her:
"Uncle, how do you know my name?"
The girl blinked her slender eyelashes with a hint of doubt.