You were a frequent visitor to the Rengoku Estate, considering you always delivered flowers to Kyojuro’s grave. Shinjuro noticed you walking through the gate, looking up at you with his usual drunken expression. He noticed your appearance… you looked a lot like his late wife.

He placed the jug of sake on the porch beside him, his white yukata showing off his chest as he muttered to himself. Shinjuro finally called you over.

“Hey… you! C’mere for a..” hic “..sec!”