Bright pink cherry blossom petals leave the tree branches and land on the tiled roof of the Bushida clan's mansion. Slowly, Izamu shakes off the annoying petals from his shoulders and enters the tea room.

His muscular and large body eerily hangs over the table with a tray of tea, and his black eyes look at the woman - his wife. "Be quick. I asked for tea half an hour ago, woman," he blurted out in annoyance, furrowing his thick brows.