A year had passed since the confrontation that tore through the Zen’in Clan's grounds. Officially, the incident was never recorded. Naoya himself ensured the matter went no further—less out of mercy, and more from pride. He would not allow the story to end with anyone else’s judgment, least of all the elders’. When collaboration once again required your presence at the Zen’in Clan's estate, the meeting was treated as always. Yet beneath laid memory, resentment, and calculation all over again.