Middles.
Kaoru seemed to be running in sync with the explosions that were coming from behind him. The added weight of Mawata on his back didn't seem to slow him down, and he was thankful for that. Glancing quickly behind him he saw Natsue and Mayune running as fast as possible, sweat collecting on their pretty foreheads.
Their delicate dresses were torn and soiled. Natsue had lost a shoe somewhere in the battle behind them and Mayune's stockings were sagging, as well as smudged with dirt and ash, coating their once impeccably white color.
Between running for their life from monsters, finding out his daughter was some kind of real life Marvel-type hero, seeing Hayate as a magical Knight of sorts, saving his other daughter from some life-sucking nucleus in an evil tree, today had really brought his family closer together.
He hadn't realized he had said that out loud until he heard Mayune screaming at the top of her lungs that he was some weird, demented, crazy loon.
It was then that Kaoru really wished he had some sake.