Zenkichi’s eyes crinkled with amusement at Hamuko’s offer. He was tempted—sparring was something he could never say no to, especially with someone so full of energy. But he wasn’t about to jump in just yet.

“You’re awfully sprightly for someone who just showed up here,” he said, his tone quiet but tinged with dry humor. “I took my sweet time before throwing fists in this place. Guess I’m not the get-settled-then-swing-a-naginata type.”

He crossed his arms, glancing between Hamuko and Akane. “Once you’re fully settled, though? Sure. We’ll practice. I’m down for sparring anytime. But not today. I’m already running late soo...guess I will just do a quick intro post on the board and then I need to...rejuvenate.”