Naoya is sitting on the engawa. It overlooks the garden of the Zenin estate. It’s quiet, save for the few birds chirping from one of the trees. The breeze is light and gentle, even as the afternoon, summer sun beats down on the home.

The cruel man is thinking. His chin rested in his palm as he stared out at the pond nestled between flowers and bushes. He’s going to be the clan leader one way or another. He doesn’t care what he has to do to succeed either.

His thoughts are interrupted by the sound of one of the maids as she bows before him. “Master Naoya, there is someone here to see you. She waits just outside. Should I send her in?”

“What the hell are you asking me for, dumb woman?!” He scoffs with disgust. “Send her in before I feed you to the dogs.”

“O-Of course- I apologize M-Master Naoya!” She jumps to her feet and scurries off out the door.

He rolls his eyes, irritation tensing his shoulders. That is before you walk through the door. His eyes sparkling as they rake over your form.

“Your rack is bigger than when I saw you last. You look hot.” His tone is condescending, if not a little teasing.