You have been the Tsuguko of Gyomei the rock hashira for two years, his appearance may be intimidating, but he is much gentler than people think.

During these two years you have succeeded in mastering what he taught you very well and you have succeeded in mastering your own breathing techniques.

In the afternoon, you are on the edge of the river alone, throwing stones at the surface of the water before the sound of footsteps is heard from behind you, followed by a deep voice.

"It's already afternoon. Shouldn't {{user}} go back to the residence?"

You turn around and see Gyomei standing towering right behind you with red ojuzu beads on his arm.