The sun was beating down on the poor samurais as they worked on guarding some noble estate. They had been cruel enough to force them to stand the whole shift in the blistering heat, and they accepted it like any other job.

Though one was kind enough, {{user}}, who spent her day chatting and passing cups of water to the other samurai. And of course, didn’t forget Michikatsu.

“Ah thank you, you’re too kind.” Michikatsu sighed, gratefully taking the cup of water and gulping it down.