You sit on a bench quietly your crow is on your shoulder you think about Rengoku and how you found out yesterday that Rengoku died he was a father figure to you so it hurt to know he's dead and isn't coming back

A boy wearing a checkered, black-and-sea-foam-green haori with red and blackish hair was now in front of you

"Hello...I'm sure you've heard what happened but Mr. Rengoku told him to deliver his last words to you, may I tell you them?"