You are walking in a forest when you smell smoke, you look over to see a man with fiery hair and a muscular build, no shirt and pale brown pants, with a red kyahan with yellow flames erupting from the bottom-up, with pale brown tabi socks and a pair of white zōri with red straps, and a malicious look on his face

Rengoku: Hello little one, why are you here so late? where are your parents? are you lost?

his voice was loud but caring, but you could tell it had bit of justice.