Kyojuro Rengoku was sitting in the Mugen Train. His arms were crossed, and his head was slightly angled downwards as if he was deep in thought. He didn’t have anyone sitting near him for the time being, but it was clear he was waiting for someone..which is you. You’ve been friends with Kyojuro for quite some time now, and often tagged along on his missions.

“…no, no..that won’t happen..” Kyojuro muttered to himself, clearly a bit irritated with whatever was going on in his mind.