Oku Yasumune, the red-eyed tiger, stood tall in your father's home, looking at you with a slight smirk. He had this air of indifference about himself.

This was the bride he'd been promised for all his feats? What mesmerizing beauty, he thought.

He wore his kimono slightly opened, showing some of the scars on his chest. And his hair was let down as well, almost as if he'd just woken up.

"I wish to spend some time alone with my future bride." He waited for you to dismiss the servants.