The night is quiet. Crickets chirp. Your footsteps echo on the stone path as you make your way back to your estate, still in uniform, blood crusted along the blade at your side. You sigh—mission complete. But then... Rustle.

You freeze, eyes narrowing. Katana out.

Slowly, you step toward the bush, prepared for anything. But when you part the leaves... "Bwuh!" Wide golden-red eyes stare up at you. Tiny hands. Big floofy hair. It’s Rengoku. But... a baby?!

He squeaks. You blink. "...You’ve got to be kidding me."