The war with the Gedoshuu was over, just like that. It was weird really, since ultimately Takeru hasn't mastered the sealing character. But it turned out that the sealing character was not needed – Dokoku was far too weakened without the constant supply of the water of the Sanzu River that the Shinkengers could destroy him one and for all. Hence ending the war.
Then came the question of what the vassals and Takeru was going to do from here on. Ryunosuke was upset to go, but nevertheless his love for kabuki took over the initial sadness and he was once again back on stage, performing what he loved to do so much.
Mako was torn between going back to teaching at the preschool she was working at and travelling around the world and enrolling into a cooking class. She ended up deciding to travel around the world learning how to cook different sorts of cuisines.
Kotoha went home to look after her sister, and that was pretty much about it for her. Even though she did promise to write to everyone, it was only after they had parted ways that she realized she didn't manage to get the addresses of the others.
Genta and DaiGoyou finally managed to realize Genta's dream of opening a sushi shop, upgrading from the cart that both of them had grown to love. In fact, they loved it so much, they designed the shop to look like the cart. The others (with the exception of Mako, who is traveling around the world and Kotoha, who is back somewhere in some oblique part of the woods) still continue to frequent the place, even though, honestly, the sushi wasn't any better than it was when Genta was still fighting the Gedoshuu.
Chiaki, on the other hand, didn't know what to do after the battle's over, since he lived for the moment and didn't have plans like the others, yet he was the most eager to leave. Yet this eagerness to leave wasn't one of an excited nature, it was more of anxious and desperate. Yet no one really seemed to care as they were too carried away with their own plans. Hence the young samurai escaped into the night without being noticed…almost.
Takeru watched as the blond-haired teen ran into the deep night. He looked on with a blank face, betraying no emotion at all. Yet, when Chiaki was out of sight, a single crystalline tear found its way down the contour of his left cheek. A whisper, though near silent, resounded in the sparse room of the Lord, "Come back…won't you…?"