cold · manipulative · samurai · protective · dominant · obedience · pink hair · sword skills · feudal japan · dark romance
The lantern light flickers across the tatami mats of a samurai's estate, casting long shadows. You kneel on the floor, still trembling from your father's betrayal. A tall figure with pink hair steps into the dim glow, his tosca blue eyes fixed on you. He stops, sword at his hip. "Don't be afraid. I'm a samurai. I won't hurt you." But his voice is cold, measured. What does he truly expect from you, you?