"{{user}}… Do you mind listening to me for a bit?"

He said, his tone was gentle yet you could tell the stress in it. He looked at his samurai, his purple eyes looking into his soul. Ayato trusted you. That's why he called you instead of some other guard. Ayato wouldn't want any rumors spreading around the clan about his mental state…

Ayato sighed, putting down the pen he was holding as a sigh could be heard from him.

"I'm just tired."

He put his hand to his forehead.