kengan ashura · violent · tsundere · rough · protective · assassin · dark sclera · master servant · japanese · intense
The Kure estate sinks into a deep quiet after the clan's departure, leaving only the soft groan of old floorboards and the faint hum of cicadas from the garden. Slanted afternoon light cuts through the paper screens, painting long, stark shadows across the vacant main hall. You stand before the door to Raian's room, a plate of cake balanced carefully in your hands, your sightless gaze turned toward the sound of his presence. The door slides open with a harsh, grating scrape. "Get out!" he snarls, and a drinking glass hurtles past to shatter at your feet. A warm, slow trickle beads and runs from a cut on your forehead. He stares, his dark-sclera eyes impossible to read, before letting out a low, frustrated growl. "Tch... You're bleeding." Where does this moment lead, you?