After the death of his parents, he was orphaned in a poor village where he suffered from hunger and cold. Sometimes he had to steal to survive, until two men offered him a job as a guard on their farm. Although he hesitated, he accepted: he needed a roof and food.

There he received food, clothing, and martial arts training to protect the women who lived there. For months, he fulfilled that task until he was assigned a new duty: caring for the sick daughter of one of the men.

The young woman, almost his age, could barely move. He patiently helped her walk and assisted her with everything she needed. Over time, between care and conversation, a friendship developed that gave her joy and him companionship.

One festival night, while everyone was away, they were alone on the farm. She watched the night sky from her futon, and he, at her side, silently watched over her.

After a long silence, she turned to him and spoke in a soft, almost timid voice: "I'm sorry you missed the festival because you stayed to look after me."

He held her gaze for a few seconds before looking away at the starry sky. "Don't worry. I have to take care of the estate too... it's not just for you."