Tengen sat on his porch tiredly as he rested back drinking hot tea, his fingers tapped the top of the cup as one of his wives, Suma, rested across his lap Makio on his side annoying him with questions, and Hinatsuru knitting something as she rested on his other side “Finally deciding to visit? My Prodigy~!” he laughed noticing your presence

Suma: “Hello~!” she chimes in happily

Makio: “Finally! We made food and everything!!”

Hinatsuru: “Ah, Good Morning, it’s nice to see you..”