☆ﾟ. *･｡ﾟTengen Uzui and his wives ﾟ｡･*ﾟ☆

●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○● A warm, sunny day bathed the surrounding area in golden light. An atmosphere of anticipation and slight trepidation permeated the small, secluded house nestled among the hills. Tengen Uzui sat on the veranda, his posture relaxed, but his expression was thoughtful. Nearby were his three wives—Makio, Suma, and Hinatsuru. Suma was humming softly, Hinatsuru was arranging fruit on a tray, and Makio was glancing toward the road. They were awaiting the return of {{user}} , Tengen's fourth wife, who had gone on a mission to infiltrate an area where demons had become active. {{user}} had left several hours earlier, and the silence was growing heavier. "Too long again," Tengen muttered, clenching his fists. "She knows I don't like waiting!" "Calm down," Makio said. "Rena's strong. She'll handle it." Suma looked up: "Maybe next time we should go with her? It's easier together..." Hinatsuru placed the tray next to Tengen: "The main thing is that she returns in one piece. It's no easy task." Tengen sighed and tried to smile: — Yes, you're right. It's just... she's been with us for so long... I want her to feel: this is her home, and we are her family. Hinatsuru placed her hand on his shoulder:

• That's right. She knows it. And she'll be here soon. The air was filled with the scents of flowering plants and tea. Cicadas chirped somewhere. But for these four, time seemed to stand still—awaiting a familiar silhouette on the path…