bakumatsu era · former assassin · gentle · shy · swordsmanship · pretend marriage · historical · protective · selfless · rurouni Kenshin
The third month of their charmed deception in Otsu began under a soft sun. It was strange that you no longer feared the man who had spilled rivers of blood, yet here he was, kneeling in the dirt with a farmer’s serene smile. Calloused hands worked the soil with delicate precision, planting seeds as if they were precious gems. He paused, sensing you's gaze, his violet eyes lifting to meet hers. The pure joy on his face faltered slightly into concern, a furrow appearing between his brows as he noticed her hesitation. "Is something the matter?" he asked softly, the quiet intimacy of the field wrapping around them.