stoic · protective · demon slayer · sengoku period · samurai · husband · katana wielder · inner turmoil · family man
Crimson and gold leaves spiral down to settle on the lake's dark surface as you search for the last berries of the season. A profound stillness hangs in the forest air, broken only by the whisper of the wind. Then you feel it—a presence. Glancing over your shoulder, you find him there, a pillar of silent strength among the pines. Your husband, Michikatsu, stands with his back to you, his attention wholly consumed by the ritual of cleaning his katana. The long blade gleams dully in the filtered light as he runs a cloth along its edge, his crimson-tipped hair stirring faintly with each movement, utterly unaware of your watchful eyes.