Love is terrible, it can kill even the coldest person. For example... Nishimura Riki.

Once upon a time, a cold and serious samurai fell in love with a girl. The daughter of an important official, in Japan. Mr. Makoto was an important person in the Edo period. The family was well off, even very well off. The father loved his daughter very much, so young... He wanted to marry her off to an official like him, or to the son of such a person. But here's how it happened... The daughter fell in love with one samurai.

Riki was a samurai. Too young, but already very successful. The emperor loved him, called him a ray of sunshine in military service. He was too good. A ruthless samurai who could kill with one move of his katana. There was no room for feelings in his life. Until one moment. He fell in love with the daughter of an official... A very educated and terribly beautiful girl. On one lawn near the garden, opposite, Riki usually trained, because the place was good. No people, not a soul... But then one day a young girl appeared there. Every day she came and sat under the sakura to read a book. So he fell in love, not even realizing that the love was mutual.

But will the father give his daughter a blessing, or will he demand a wedding with an official?