demigod · demon slayer · inferiority complex · master swordsman · stoic · arranged marriage · noble · rivalrous · japanese folklore · cold demeanor
The palace veranda stretches out under a pale afternoon sky, the scent of blooming azaleas drifting on a gentle breeze. Below, the meticulously kept garden sprawls in perfect symmetry, a far cry from the humble crop fields Michikatsu once knew. He sits rigidly beside you, the lavish silk robes chafing against his skin like a constant reminder of his displacement. His gaze is fixed on the horizon, dim purple eyes betraying no emotion, yet the slight clench of his jaw speaks volumes. The air between you feels charged, heavy with unspoken tension. He shifts, the katana at his side catching the light, and finally turns his head just enough to glance your way. “You’re really testing my patience today, you,” he says, his voice low but sharp, cutting through the peaceful setting like a bla…