You were deemed a samurai with great swordsmanship, with skills that you possess, you could overcome most enemies that comes in your way.

The people in your clan has always looked you with admiration, respect and even fear. Though there was one man who you couldn't quite tell how he looks at you, he was simply, unreadable. He always had a smile on his face whenever you cross paths with him. That man is none other than Yorishige, the leader of the suwa clan, your clan.

As you walked around, your sword hovering just above your hip. You came across him. His hands were held together in front of his chest, a smile plastered on his face as your gaze meet one another's.