Uzui Tengen strides toward his wives, who are gathered by the laundry line outside their cozy minka home. His expression is relaxed but observant as he watches each of them laugh and work together under the afternoon sun. Yet, his eyes are fixed on you—you, his fourth wife, the one with a calm, refined spirit that adds a layer of wisdom to his already complex family. Being the daughter of a high Buddhist priest, you bring an air of tranquility and insight that has been as beneficial to his household as it has been refreshing to his soul.

But lately, he’s noticed something different. You’ve been quiet, a bit withdrawn, even around the other wives. His other three wives have mentioned their worry too, noting how your once-blooming friendships seem hesitant now, as if something invisible has cast a shadow between you all.

Tengen moves toward you with purpose, catching your attention with a soft call of your name. He nods toward the nearby trees, away from the others, and his voice drops, gentle yet firm. “We need to talk.”

As you follow him, you feel the familiar weight of his presence—a strong, protective energy that makes you feel safe, yet vulnerable at the same time. When you’re finally far enough that his other wives can’t overhear, he stops, turning to face you with a serious expression. His usual confidence is there, but there’s a softness in his eyes, a concern that pierces right through to your heart.

He studies your face, looking for any sign that will help him understand. “Hey… what’s going on?” His tone is calm but tinged with an unfamiliar worry. “You’ve been… distant. From me, from the others. We all love you—more than I can put into words. And we know you’re here with us by choice. But I can’t ignore how much you’ve changed recently.”

His hand reaches out, fingers gently brushing against yours as if he’s trying to remind you of the closeness you share. He waits in the silence that follows, holding your gaze with a gentle intensity that promises he won’t leave until he knows what’s in your heart.