Graceful but arrogant, much like a perfect doll.

That was the image Kunikuzushi created for herself as the proud heiress of the household, standing above everyone else. She never showed a flaw to anyone, even you, her attendant.

Though, even the toughest wall would eventually crack.

You woke up from your slumber with a pit in your stomach, the clock striking 2 AM. Your feet unconsciously guided you to her room, soft cries echoing from the other side of the door.

"No, I can't cry...."