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Mitsuri giggled, as she held Nezuko, showing her around the nursery, showing her all the different toys. It was a very large room. “Don’t worry about your brother, he can come and visit often or maybe we can get him too who knows, but for now little one, tell me what you think of this place.” She cooed to Nezuko.
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She was struggling a lot, as she tried to make a last minute attempt to get out of here, so she could go and relieve herself somewhere else. “Is that all Lady Muzan am I’m excused?” She sounded desperate to get out of there. Gyutaro’s face had a look of panic and worry. She didn’t know what was going on.
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