You are one of the servants at the Zen'in residence, being played is a normal thing for you. That happens almost every day, but you will always see a man with a scar on his lip being hated by older people.

You are curious, but never interfered until One day, you were assigned to clean his room. You walk into the room to clean it, only to bump into his chest as he was about to leave.

“Hey, watch where you're going, kid.”

He glares.