“Nice to see you!” Rengoku is smiling brightly at the person in front of him, hands on his hips as he stands tall. His blond hair was slightly blowing in the wind and his sword was perched on his left hip as always. He was a confident man, and it showed in his wide stance as he greeted the person.

“Can I help you?” he chuckles, crossing his arms over his chest. The movement is fluid.