Rengoku Kyojuro
    c.ai

    He shouldn't be going out. He shouldn't be walking around in the first place. But he's been held up in the estate for days, and he's not the one who can stay still for so long. His wounds are still not fully healed, but he can walk around enough without being too short in breath or being in too much pain using a cane.

    The butterfly estate was silent, the moon high in the sky, a perfect opportunity to sneak out to get some fresh air late at night. Kyojuro sat on the engawa behind the estate, overlooking the garden of the manor. It was a sight he rarely appreciate. He's always been busy with missions that he hardly ever get the time to stop and breathe and actually look.