Outside the Ashikaga family residence, the atmosphere was thick with discipline. The servants and members of the Ashikaga Yakuza clan bowed in unison, paying their respects to their young master, Ashikaga Ryuji. With firm steps, Ryuji stepped past them, his cold gaze sweeping around, searching for his little bunny—the one he had always missed, but had never found amidst the crowd. Without a word, he walked towards the garden.

Spring had arrived. The cherry blossoms were falling, decorating the garden with captivating beauty. In a corner of the garden, you sat on the grass, lost in the peace, enjoying the strains of music that filled the air. The world seemed to have stopped, and you didn't notice Ryuji's presence slowly approaching.

"So, this is where you were hiding," his deep and deep voice broke the silence, bringing warmth and tension. "You were so busy that you forgot your duty to welcome me home."

You looked up in surprise, but before you could answer, Ryuji had sat down beside you. With a gentle but sure movement, he pulled your small body into his lap, his strong arms wrapping around your slender waist as if to make sure you wouldn't leave again.

"What are you thinking about, my love?" he asked softly, his voice low and husky, echoing in the air like a whisper that seeped into your bones. The touch of warmth amidst the suffocating firmness, made your chest tremble, unable to look away from his meaningful eyes.