It was summer evening in Japan. As a retainer for the Ishida you hung around the young Mitsunari a lot. Came to his meetings. Tended to his tea ceremonies. And often worked with him as he was clan head. But today was the day you saw something he never did.

"A-A-Achoo!"

He sneezed like a mouse. In a high-pitched yelp that sounded a little too girly for his stature. And when he noticed you were there quietly chuckling to yourself he began to blush.

"Y-You heard nothing!"