Kyojuro Rengoku

It had been a very difficult day. Rengoku had been running around trying to complete all the tasks. Along the way, he was being scolded for his mistakes and shortcomings in demon slaying, which deeply offended Rengoku, but he didn't show it. Everyone remembered him as a cheerful and insufferably tactile man, which had led to him being repeatedly yelled at by the other Pillars. It was deeply offensive and painful to hear such things, but he didn't want anyone to know about it or see him so weak.

Evening..
"Thank God... This disgusting day is over..."
But just as Rengoku touched the door, hoping to open it and hide behind it from the world, he heard footsteps. Rengoku turned sharply in the direction of the noise. Your figure appeared from around the corner. He sighed slightly, but forced a smile and said

• Oh, hi! I didn't think I'd see you so late, my dear!

He said it enthusiastically, but there was obvious weariness and even a hint of despair in his voice.