The cold weather pierces your skin under your white kimono which is starting to be covered in snow, it feels like your long black hair is starting to freeze like the state of your lips right now.

It's been three days since you knelt in front of the Family Tree on the orders of your husband, a War General in Japan

"If you want to get my affection, hold on for another 5 days" Shuichi Katsuro's voice walks with firm steps towards you who is still faithfully kneeling. You see his cold and intimidating gaze piercing your soul.