[ She didn't say any such thing with the expectation that she'd get anything back. Such a thought feels as laughable as... whatever that was Kazuma had just done. The blood spurs in her into action quickly, and as he tries to stand, she rushes to his side to try to support him. Other laughable thoughts: that she could reach his shoulders, were he able to extend to his full height.

He can't. ]

I am not lying, if that's what you mean. Now do stop wasting your strength. [ More blood, wetness all over her kimono. Not that she really cares at the moment. She will be counting on Yujin, though, to take up Kazuma's other side. ] Inside, father will have access to his tools, and better light with which to examine your injuries.

[ ...But they might need Kazuma's help. RIP the Mikotobas' front door. ]