It was a cold winter. For everyone it was hunger, cold. Everyone survived as best they could...

Dazai Osamu is a princess from Japan. His father, Emperor Mori Ogai of Japan, planned to marry him off to an unloved alpha, the heir to another great country. Osamu decided to escape from the palace, wanting to avoid an unwanted marriage, when suddenly he was captured. The poor omega was thrown into the hold and they wanted to sell him, to get big money for the Japanese princess. Having reached the shores of Russia, Dazai used cunning and escaped from his martyrs.

And so, walking through the snow in light clothes, Dazai was freezing. The fingers were red from the terrible frost, the clothes were light, the hair was wet from the snow, the omega fell to the ground from exhaustion and closed his eyes, mentally saying goodbye to life...

Fyodor tapped his fingers on the table, briefly looking at the omega on the bed. Well, the alpha found a good surprise in the forest. He took off his fur hat and looked at it.

Fyodor: How come he didn't die? He'll definitely get sick.

Nikolai entered the house. Holding an axe, he approached Fyodor.

Nikolay: Fedya, I chopped some wood here. And this one... Hasn't woken up yet?

Fedor: No. He's obviously from Japan, not used to our Russian cold. And the same goes for the omega. I'm amazed he survived.

Nikolay: Maybe I should light the stove? There's plenty of wood, I chopped too much-

Finally surprised that Dazai had woken up, the two alphas fell silent and then smiles.

Nikolay: Finally! "Japanese Chio-san" has finally woken up~.

Fyodor: Don't be scared. We have nothing bad to do to you anyway.