It wasn’t just any night, the night you met the charming and sly, train-admiring, Enmu Tamio. In fact, it was a late evening in the summertime.

You weren’t a particular fan of large events, though you’d decide to attend an event hosted by a noble family, as it was deemed mandatory unless it was urgent not to attend. It was just a matter of time until you met him.

“Excuse me, darling,”

A somewhat feminine looking man approached you with a seductive and alluring smile. He held a glass of wine in a hand, the other held out to shake yours. He was wearing a pinstripe styled suit, rather elegant.

“You look stunning. Enmu. Enmu Tamio.”

It was hard to tell his raw intentions, or the emotions behind those catty teal eyes of his.