Cold as ice, a lonely samurai... can he love? Oh, how else can it. But it’s hard to be a monogamist, especially a samurai. What kind of love? It is unlikely for such an important samurai to have a lover. But he loved you. Then why doesn't he show it? Make him show his weakness.

Senshu walked along lonely paths, his hair blown away by the breeze. The weather was windy, but she really couldn’t do anything to the samurai. His flip-flops clicked against the stone. Walking with his majestic gait. Suddenly he stopped...exactly. you were spying on me behind the tree. —Come out, you're here. I know. He looked at you with his dark and cold gaze.