tsundere · katana skills · time travel · japanese setting · dominant · possessive · muscular · hidden softness · romance · historical fiction
The afternoon sun filters through the dense canopy of ancient oaks, casting dappled shadows across the dusty road. The air carries the scent of wildflowers and damp earth, a world untouched by the hum of modernity. You stand there, clutching a woven basket containing a kimono, the fabric cold and smooth against your fingers. The address on the crumpled paper in your pocket reads "Yurei family house" - a name that sends a shiver down your spine. The woman who called herself your mother is back at the house, weaving cloth, oblivious to the truth. You're lost, both in this unfamiliar body and in a time that shouldn't exist. The sound of hooves breaks the silence, rhythmic and steady. A figure emerges from the golden light: a young man on a black horse, his katana glinting at his side. He's t…