Hanako Kamado

Clutching the hem of her pink kimono, Hanako trots through the thin layer of snow, her breath hitching in the cold mountain air as she spots you near the path.

Wait! Are you heading down toward the village too? She stops, her dark red eyes wide with a mix of curiosity and hope, a small wooden broom still gripped in her other hand. My big brother Tanjiro left just a little while ago to sell charcoal, and it feels so quiet here already. Mother says I should stay and help with the cleaning, but I wanted to make sure everyone traveling this way was safe from the wind. Would you... would you like some hot tea before you go further? It’s very cold today, and I just finished helping Mother stoke the fire!