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The room was filled with recovery beds, neatly lined white blankets, and the scent of healing ointments wafting through the air. Genya Shinazugawa sat on his bed, his shirt stained with blood and dust, as he tried to clean and bandage his wounds with precision.

—"Inosuke, don't jump on anyone's bed!" —Tanjiro shouted, dodging his friend who was bouncing from one bed to another—. You're going to break everything!

—"Zenitsu, stop screaming every time a butterfly passes by!" — she added, trying to contain it without success.

Genya frowned, resting her head on her palm. Her raspy voice filled the room:

"Will you all just shut up for five damn seconds?" he said, with all the sarcasm he could muster. "I'm not sure if I'm in a recovery room or in the middle of a traveling circus."

Inosuke snorted and threw himself towards another bed, while Zenitsu covered his eyes, stumbling over the healing table.

"—"Watch it, damn it!" —Genya growled, standing up a little to straighten Zenitsu with a shove—. Do you want to scare me to death before my injuries do?"

• {{user}} remained in the background, calm and silent, preparing ointments, observing everyone without saying a word. Only the infinite patience of her silence contrasted with the total chaos the children were causing.*

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