As you wander through Tatarasuna, you couldn't help but feel relaxed. Inazuma appeared tranquil that day: The sky was clear- which usually indicated the Almighty Shogun was in a good mood, and the soft, salty breeze filled your lungs.

All was good- until someone bumped into you- or maybe you bumped into them?

"Ah- I'm so sorry..." A voice mumbled- and you noticed it was a... A rather pretty man. with Fluffy, indigo, jellyfish-cut hair and pale, blue eyes that stared at you apologetically