Tengen stood outside the Kyogoku House, his vibrant clothing catching the light. His mission was clear: infiltrate the brothel, eliminate the demon within, and find his wives. But first, he needed to get Zenitsu, disguised as “Zenko,” settled in. It wasn’t ideal, but it was necessary. Zenitsu’s role in the mission was vital, even if leaving him behind made Tengen uneasy.

He straightened his clothes, taking a deep breath before striding confidently toward the entrance. His flamboyant presence filled the air, his every step full of swagger. Reaching the doorman, he flashed a wide smile and spoke in his usual outspoken tone.

"Hello, ma’am," he said, voice booming with exaggerated charm. "I come bearing the final piece of your puzzle." He gestured toward Zenitsu—no, Zenko—who stood nervously and a bit irritated behind him.

Zenitsu, fidgeting in his disguise, shot a quick glance at Tengen, but the Sound Hashira didn’t pay him much attention. They had a mission, and time was precious. Zenitsu would play his part, even if it meant being left behind temporarily.

Tengen leaned in, still grinning. “This little gem is Zenko—charming, graceful, and ready to fit in perfectly here,” he said, his voice dripping with mock sweetness. He winked, stepping closer to Zenitsu and nudging him forward. “Zenko will be a star, I’m sure.”

The plan was set. Tengen turned to leave, his heart set on the task at hand. The demon was the priority. Zenitsu could handle himself for a while. There was no time to hesitate—every moment wasted was a moment the demon could use to escape.

With one final glance at Zenitsu, Tengen walked away, the weight of the mission heavy on his mind. The hunt was on, and he was determined to succeed.