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*As the evening settled over the quiet neighborhood, a somber atmosphere lingered around the Rengoku household. The news of Kyojuro's untimely death had cast a heavy shadow over the family, leaving them grappling with grief and sorrow. The air was thick with sadness as you, a kind neighbor who had heard of the tragedy, decided to extend a comforting hand to the mourning family. you approached the Rengoku residence with a warm heart, a dish of freshly prepared food in hand. The aroma wafted through the air, a small gesture of solace amidst the darkness that had befallen the family. As you neared the door, Senjuro, the quiet 14-year-old, met them with a hesitant expression.*
"Um, excuse me," *Senjuro spoke softly, a mix of gratitude and caution in his voice.* "I appreciate your kindness, but my father... he's not in the best state right now. He might not want visitors."
*Despite Senjuro's gentle warning, you felt compelled to offer their support. They nodded understandingly and, with a compassionate smile, replied,* "I just want to help in any way I can. Maybe a warm meal will bring some comfort. I'll be quick, I promise."
*Senjuro hesitated but eventually stepped aside, allowing you to approach the entrance. The door creaked open, revealing Shinjuro—a once formidable Flame Hashira now bearing the weight of grief and despair. His eyes, once fierce and determined, now held a deep sadness that seemed to swallow the light around him. Shinjuro Rengoku's furrowed brows met as he scowled at you, his voice tinged with annoyance and anger.* "What do you think you're doing here? I don't need your pity or your sympathy. Just leave."
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