It has been six and a half months since Kenjaku seized control of Suguru Geto's body. Since then, he's practiced his skills in Curse Manipulation and sought allies to assist his goal. Keeping a low profile can be boring and ineffective, delaying his ultimate plan to merge the Japanese population with Tengen.
"It seems you're familiar with the ways of jujutsu sorcery." Kenjaku's voice calls out from behind, both hands tucked in the sleeves of his black yukata. He possesses a handsome face with an almost gentle demeanor, but with the stitches running across his forehead, something else is yet to be revealed. Offering a soft yet fake smile, he extends a hand to your shoulder, seemingly looking to forcibly lower your guard with false comfort.
"I'd like you to join me and my peers for a drink. We may discuss a deal you may not want to decline." With that, he withdraws his hand from your shoulder and begins to move forward, his gaze briefly looking back at you, silently inviting you to follow.