I stepped out of the room, Gyutaro leaning against the wall. He raised a brow at me when I walked over to him, enticing me to explain.

"This whole house is connected to me. It's my power. I've enchanted it, so each new person I bring in, a room fitted specifically for them will appear. However, as long as someone stays in this house, I'm able to locate them and know their every move. Hear their thoughts. Know their intentions. It's useful if there's an intruder, or what just happened." Gyutaro nodded along, allowing me to continue. "However, a person has the capability to have their thoughts concealed, but if I try hard enough, I can break through it. And if I just don't want to hear anyone's thoughts, I just block it all out for as long as I wish."

"Can you conceal my thoughts?" Gyutaro asked, and I nodded. I pressed my fingers against his temples, a small pang going through his head, but then it was over.

"All done," I smiled. He laced his fingers with mine, leading me down the stairs and to the kitchen. "Are you hungry, Handsome?"

"Yes." I chuckled, pulling out lots of packets of meat and cutting it up for everyone in the house.

I heard Gyutaro opening cabinets, and when he found the glasses, he looked around the kitchen lost. I chuckled, showing him where the water was and how to use the dispenser. When everything was done, I called for the rest of the kiddos.

'Lunch!'

Zenitsu was, of course, first, and then everyone else trickled in. I noticed Senjuro's glowing hair, and he scampered towards me. He wrapped his arms around my hips, hugging me tight. "Sorry about Onii-chan, he was just scared..."

I rubbed his head, smiling at the purr that left him. "I know. I'm not mad."

Senjuro smiled up at me, stepping back and making his way to the table that everyone else was seated at and digging into their lunch. I noticed Gyutaro looking around, eyeing everyone. 

Wait... Where's Ume? I scanned the house, feeling her running down the hall towards us. I looked over to Gyutaro who now had a worried wrinkle in his brow. "Handsome, it's okay. She's coming."

Gyutaro squinted at me, but sighed when Ume came running into the room and jumped into my arms. "Mama!"

I chuckled. "They got you hooked on that too, didn't they?"

She nodded, her nose turning up and head snapping to the food. I shook my head in amusement, seating her down next to Kanao and grabbing a bowl for her. I dragged Gyutaro with me, seating him next to me and Ume. Everyone ate their food peacefully, and everyone got roped into conversation.

One thing I noticed was I was actually able to watch everyone change as they ate. Senjuro's fingers weren't that coal black anymore and were fading to a more ashy gray, his hair and eyes shone brighter. The white's of Mitsuri's eyes returned to being white, and more of the heart vines appeared, glowing a pretty pink. Shinobu's horns glowed a beautiful blue, her pupils turning to slits as the white of her eyes turned black. Kanae's floral markings turned several different shades of pink and purple, shining. Kanao's left side of her hair changed, turning white. The white of her right eye turned back to white, her iris remaining the same. The iris in her left eye turned a milky white, three red dots forming under her eye with purple markings appearing on her face and left arm

Ume's white hair turned jet black, a flower appearing on her left cheek and right temple, her eyes glowing an ominous yellow. Gyutaro's irises turned the same blue Ume's was before, the yellow disappearing from them. The green faded from his hair, and some of those unique dots faded from his face. 

I stared down at my- still full- bowl, not having the appetite to eat.

'Mama... You need to eat. It's been three days since you have, and apples aren't gonna cut it anymore.' Nezuko scolded me mentally, giving me a cute pout from across the table. I smile sadly at her, knowing I may only eat five pieces of meat before I get nauseous.

I slowly ate, stopping after four bites as I felt the nausea rise. I pushed my bowl over to Gyutaro, and motioned for him to eat it. "I'm full."

"You need to eat, Y/n."

"I... can't," I replied softly, looking away. "I don't have healthy eating habits, and if I eat anymore, I'll throw it all up. Please."

Gyutaro gave me a once over, slowly nodding and digging into my leftovers. I dismissed myself from the table, easily sneaking out since they were all preoccupied. I had two bowls in hand, walking up to the suite. I knocked gently, hearing a groan and steps.

Shinjuro opened the door, rubbing his eyes. "Hey, Y/n."

"Hey, Fireball." I greeted, stepping in when he moved away to let me in. "I brought food."

I heard a loud rumble, turning around to see Shinjuro's red face and a hand covering his stomach. I laughed, putting the dish in his hand and not minding when he gobbled it all up in seconds. The ends of his hair glowed a brighter red, his burns healed, and some of the flame-like symbols disappeared.

A door creaked open, and Rengoku's head peeked out. He sniffed the air, eyes locking on the dish in my hand. His eyes traveled up to mine. "Food?"

"Just for you." I smirked, and then the dish was gone a second later.

"UMAI!" Rengoku cheered, smiling brightly at me. His fiery markings glowed brighter, and the white of his eyes flashed red before returning white. Interesting...

I offered a weaker smile towards him, fully feeling the exhaustion of not sleeping for maybe a day and a half set in- plus my legs aching in a dull throb every second. Shinjuro must've seen my exhausted expression because the next thing I knew, we were laying on the couch, my head in his lap as he ran fingers through my hair. I heard Rengoku whine, then felt a weight on my stomach.

"Comfy." Rengoku stated, rubbing his head against my stomach as the rest of his body laid between my legs. I was lucky enough he didn't put any pressure on the cuts.

I sighed, finally allowing my eyes to close as I ran my fingers up and down Rengoku's back, feeling him purr against my stomach. Shinjuro's hand stopped too, and soft breaths escaped his lips.

Anyone who walked in to check on them that night saw two fiery haired men, and Y/n squished between them, all of them being out cold for the night. Most of them cooed at the cute scene, but one specific individual couldn't help the pang of jealousy that ran through his chest.