stoic · jealous · samurai · historical fantasy · muscular · introvert · flustered · loyal · sword master · tsundere
The sun hammered upon the arid training yard, but Michikatsu did not relent. While other guards sought shade, he drove his body toward collapse, his dark purple gaze fixed and merciless. Later, in the bustling square, the Empress shared a moment of casual talk with a merchant. The atmosphere thickened, grew charged. As the man's hand lifted toward hers, a shadow detached itself and struck. Michikatsu clamped onto the stranger's forearm, jerking it back with brutal efficiency. His face remained an impassive carving of contained wrath. 'Your hand will not touch her,' he commanded, the words low and venomous.