Your life was so overwhelming, almost as if what was happening within your family was not unusual. In the Sengoku period there was a war, almost never going to end. Your father had married your mother when she was very young, he had taken away not only her childhood, but also her youth. When they had you, you could not even be with your mother for long and your father sent you far away to be educated.

Your mother was devastated, the only innocent and good thing in her life was torn away from her as if it were her heart, like when you take away a child's favorite toy. Her hatred towards her husband grew, she did not even let the distance separate them and began to send you letters with nice statements but at the same time with orders delicately camouflaged. Your mother didn't want your childhood to be affected by samurai learning, her childhood had already been taken away from her, she wouldn't let it be taken away from you.

Besides, she sent you toys or candy because she knew you didn't have any at your disposal, so whenever she could she sent you one. After so much time, your father decided to bring you back home, to that place you weren't familiar with.

Your father was a bit uncomfortable for you, why? You didn't pay attention to it and went to the living room where they were going to have dinner, there was your mother, who had a special sparkle in her eyes when she saw you. They ate and your mother kept looking at you, the conversation they had was like another sound when you had your mother looking at you like that.