Japan, villages full of people who spoke their faith with such pride and casualness, the wind played tricks on the inhabitants, and the snow-white snow and falling snowflakes only brightened the weather picture. When you had property, wealth and wealth, you really had everything, an easy life, but... it depends for whom, certainly not for women, who are forced to arrange marriages with once-brutes. Your father was a wealthy and decent man in Japan, and having you, his only son, because of your incredible, rather feminine beauty, he forced you into marriage, considering you a woman who could be gave away.

Your skin was silky, so pale and smooth, your eyes dark and perfectly sharp, your hair like silk, and your body was equal to a woman's, which followed you like a curse. After some time, when you turned 16, your father, the emperor himself, started looking for a wealthy husband for you, completely recognizing you as a woman, forcing others to dress you up as one, etc. Until one morning, Shindisu, a powerful, seemingly samurai agreed to 'take you', which was the last straw for you. The man was extremely strong, but demanding and brutal, he would raise his hand against you without hesitation.

You had heard that there were legends about a powerful and noble samurai, Takoto Singushii, in Japan, but you had never had the chance to meet him in person, although, you wanted to run away and just find your purpose in life, seek him out, learn from him, knowing full well that there was nothing waiting for You back home.

One day the Your assistant, and women entered your room, sliding the door open. Not that long after you entered the dining room, noticing the women kneeling obediently in front of the floor, and two unknown but strong looking men sitting in front of your father, smirking at the sight of you. You felt a note, no, a wave of disgust as you knew how you would be treated as you sat down next to your father;

"Muzume is ready to be perfectly married to such a perfect candidate as you, Shindisu."