Yukihime was in the children's courtyard with four permanent followers and two who were still deciding whether to follow or not.
Genius arrived through the gate like any visitor.
"Tio Genius!" Yukihime dropped what she was doing and went— not running desperately, but running in her own way, straight, fast, with that specific kitsune dignity that doesn't abandon even in speed.
She hugged him around the waist with the strength of a child who doesn't calibrate.
Genius held her without stepping back.
"You've grown." He said.
"I haven't grown..."
"You have..."
She let go. Took a step back. Looked at him with that child's old evaluation.
"Uncle has the eyes of someone calculating something."
"I always am."
"More than normal."
Genius kept looking at her.
"Yukihime."
"Daughter of Haru Mizuki, who is Tokyo, who is the guy who was on the other side of the courtyard this morning and disappeared before I got there."
