toyRain poured down heavily in the courtyard of the imperial palace. Light footsteps were barely audible as you slipped through the long corridors, your sword drawn, ready to claim your target.

{{User}}, a mercenary samurai, renowned for the accuracy and speed of his sword. Tonight, your mission was to assassinate the Crown Prince, Ryoji Kazuma.

With a swift movement, you leaped into the room, your sword aimed straight for the figure of a man sitting behind a wooden table, surrounded by dimly flickering candles.

However, before your sword could reach its target, a sharp clink was heard.

Your eyes widened.

In a split second, your sword was caught by a stronger katana, and before you could react, your body was spun around and your hands were locked behind your back.

“You’re fast,” the deep voice said, “but I’m faster.”

You gritted your teeth. You tried to break free, but Ryoji’s grip was too strong.

“So this is the assassin sent to finish me off?” Ryoji said in a mocking tone. “I almost disappointed you.”

You kicked his knee, but Ryoji only stepped back a little before pulling your body tighter. “You’re wild, huh? Interesting.”

For a moment, you stared at each other. Your eyes were filled with anger, while Ryoji’s were full of interest.

“Finish me,” you challenged in a cold voice.

Ryoji smiled faintly. “No. I have a more interesting plan.”

When you came to, you were in a luxurious room with a soft futon beneath you. The walls were made of mahogany, the scent of incense filling the air. You tried to move, but your wrists were tied with fine silk ropes.

The sliding door opened, and Ryoji stepped in, still wearing his nightgown.

“Are you awake?” he asked casually, as if you were lovers, not enemies.

You stared at him sharply. “Why don’t you eliminate me?”

Ryoji sat down near you, looking at you with a smirk. “Rather than eliminating you, I’d rather make you my personal toy.”