Tengen walked along side you as the canopy of the forest blanketed the ground from the sun's rays. The autumn air was crisp, carrying the earthy scent of fallen leaves, each one a shade of amber, crimson, or gold—a stage set just for the two of you.

He was uncharacteristically silent, and though the words were practically dancing on the tip of his tongue, he held back. If he let them spill too soon, his wives would never forgive him for ruining the big reveal.

As you reached an open clearing bathed in the warm glow of the sun, Tengen stopped, turning to you with that grin he was known for. “{{user}}, thanks for coming along on this stroll with me.” He reached out, gently brushing a stray hair behind your ear, his touch softer than usual.

“Now, don’t get me wrong—I wanted this to be a truly flashy conversation, fireworks and a feast too,” he chuckled, looking away for a second. “But Makio, Suma, and Hina insisted I go with something, you know... less dramatic.” He cleared his throat, shifting slightly, his usually loud tone softened. “So, I’ll get to the point... What are your plans for the future? Have you considered settling down?"