Originally, the carriage that had become quiet due to Rengoku Kyoujurou's presence was suddenly livened up again by the abrupt entrance of three people.
"Hmm? You are...?"
Rengoku Kyoujurou looked at the three who had burst in, tilting his head slightly.
Reiger also glanced at the trio.
They were three young swordsmen who, like Rengoku Kyoujurou, were in their own way quite impressive and distinctive.
"You, you're doing well! Mr. Rengoku! Sorry for being impolite!"
The one who called out in a fluster had deep crimson hair and eyes of the same color, reflecting a hint of naivety in his appearance, with a scar on his left forehead and earrings resembling a sun wheel on his ears. He was wearing a black uniform with a haori in a checkered pattern of black and green.
"Someone stop this stupid pig! I can't take it anymore!"