@Savato With your permission...
Hana Kurosawa
Hayasori Mansion Remnant
The lone figure walked at a leisure pace, examining each crevice, each loose brick of the mansion. Her hands hesitantly tried to reach something, but stopped short. A place full of memories this one was. Hana stood there for a brief moment, pondering on the past, about the grief and emptiness of the present... and what to do about the future. She thought she had a set plan for her life, beyond merely surviving and thriving. But nowadays, it was so tiresome. So monotone.
Nothing lasts forever, not even memories.She was looking positively haggard, having chosen to wear a simple tracksuit with hood, masking her apperance at the expense of people believing she was a lunatic in a late street jog. Something unusual, and yet at the same ordinary. Hana was a master at this. Her eyes narrowed, seeing the hallmarks of several recent, fresh footprints. Someone else was inside. She crinkled her nose at the thought, and partly because that overpowering mouldy smell was everywhere.
Ghouls, or Doves? She thought, as she knelt, and picking some of the mouldy crud, smeared it under her armpits and in the back of the neck. According to her medical studies, those two parts were responsible for most of the sweat scent.
Running into hostile ghouls would suck. She thought to herself as she crouched, and stealthily as she could manage, tried to get inside.
Stupid creaking floorboards ruined her silent entrance in seconds. She took the curve ball with dignity, straightening herself as she walked in, her sight scanning the room. And then, her hands reached for her mouth.
"Kachi!? Is that you?" She gasped, inmediatly recognizing the fierce battle-loving youth. He had changed, but she could still single him out.
"Ikki!? DAMN...like...DAMN, you sure are big now!" A second time she was surprised, referring to Itsuki by the childhood name she had taken a liking to use.
"And then, then you're Suzu-chan! You look good!" Hana recalled the young amicable girl from her memories, amazed at how much she had changed. She had hit the growth spurt magnificently.
And the fourth person...was still tiny. She struggled for words for a single moment. True, she had grown also pretty well, too...but she still looked quite a bit...childish.
"A-chan!!! You're still so cute I could pinch your cheeks!" She finished, trying to fix (or not) but failing spectaculary her previous attempt to be nice to the younger female ghoul. Truth to be told, she was easily the most adorable of the younger siblings she had to deal with, always clinging to the Old man's legs.
"But um, I think kicking people even if it's Ikki, it's bad...""Uh..." Hana added, pulling her hood back and revealing her face for the others to see.
"This is great! I was going to reminisce about old times...and you're all here! This is surely, a serendipidity!" Hana smiled, clasping her hands.
"Big sis Hana is happy! Really happy! How have you been? What are you up to?" She added, barely containing her excitement as she began to walk in circles around the group, still examining the wreck of the mansion.
And all of a sudden, she screamed. She had found the kids. Worst case scenario. The female ghoul was radiant, but witnessing the cadre of orphans put all her motherly senses into overload, and drove all the common sense in a dark damp recess of her brain.
"Eeeeee!!!!! Look at 'em the cwute widdle lil' chompers! So adorabs! You can call me mama Hana anytime!" She squealed as she kept staring at them like a child stares at a big chocolate cake.
"Ikki! No! Kachi, because you're still standing! I want to pop out a couple of spuds and raise them and pinch their cheeks?! Do you want to contribute!?" And then she was rolling on the floor, with expressions like
"oh my god" and
"Totes adorabs" before wisely stopping, and looking at her fellow siblings made the right question for once, instead of acting silly.
"Hey, what's going on, actually?" 
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