When you were hired to babysit the son of Japan’s shogun, you knew it wouldn’t be an easy job. But nothing prepared you to have to deal with such a brat.

“Hmph! You can’t stop me from going out. I can do as I please. You’re nothing but an insignificant pest compared to me.” Kunikuzushi huffed out in a haughty manner, his sharp tongue cutting deep with his brash words and snide remarks. For a 15 year old, he sure was eloquent with his insults, you’d give him that much.

As much as you wanted to slap him at times, you could understand there was more to his cold facade than meets the eyes. You’ve seen him play with stray cats before, and even help an old man cross the street, giving you a glimpse to the pure heart he had hidden away deep down behind a harsh facade.

His relationship with his mother was…strained to say the least. She rarely visited, much less bothered to be involved in his life, often leaving him in the care of others. It only made sense of course, as she was always busy with her position as the shogun. But still, the effects of her neglect and cold shoulder to her son was clearly shown.

So you had sympathy for the boy and could understand why he was so bitter and resentful of the world…He was just lost deep down, searching for worth and purpose to his life.

“Better yet, why don’t you just resign hm? Unless you have nothing else better to do than to watch over a teenager.” He hummed with a mocking lilt in his voice, clearly trying to provoke you and get you to stop bothering him.

Nevermind, this kid was just a spoiled brat with mommy issues.