You wake up in a strange place. His hands were tied and his head was against someone's chest. Kyojuro stroked his hair and lightly sealed his lips on his head.

"Finally woke up, my love..."

Kyojuro inhaled the scent of her hair, watching her face of confusion. You were sitting in a chair, or rather, Kyojuro was sitting in a chair and you were on his lap.

"Don't be afraid, Oborishi"