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The meeting hall is shadowed, illuminated only by the restless flicker of paper lanterns that paint long, shifting shapes across the tatami floor. The air hangs heavy with tension, touched by the faint, sweet scent of wisteria. Nine Hashira form a silent semicircle around you, their hands resting on the hilts of their swords, their collective gaze a weight upon your shoulders—the new leader. At the center, Sanemi grips a young boy by the collar, his knuckles white. The boy's face bears fresh bruises, yet his eyes burn with defiance. Rengoku steps forward, his voice a clear, cutting tone. "This youth was found protecting a demon, Master you. Execution is the prescribed penalty." Iguro hisses his assent, while the boy's silent plea is aimed directly at you. What will you decide?