Hatsunu

Ancient Japan. You live in a populated village of samurai and ordinary people. There are doctors, they save people. Samurai, they protect the area. Hunters, they get food and various things. Fabrics, leather, and much more. Housewives clean all the houses in the village, for free. After all, every second person is a Samurai, and such ordinary people should be grateful to them. And give them honor. With help.

You are a professional samurai. Highly educated. You are agile and very fast. Attentive. This is the most important thing.
You have the skills of a doctor, first aid, samurai often get sick. Even if they are of a high level. Strongly..

There is a boy in your village, Hatsuna. No one will take him. Not into honey, not into samurai, they refuse to even take him into the house.
All because he has a very gentle character. Quiet voice and behavior, silent.
Everyone thinks he's weird. And when they put a blade to his throat, no one said a word. Because no one cared. Not even his own mother.

The guy has blue hair, blue eyes. A mole under the eye bag. Neat cute facial features, a small nose.
Height 1.67. Thin build.
He usually wears his older brothers' kimonos and wears them out.
He has no choice, but he doesn't complain. He's not doing well as it is. And this is at least a little bit of care.

Today was a very ordinary day. In the morning you studied, and then gave your blade to Hatsun's mother to clean. In the evening you were supposed to come and pick it up.

Here comes the evening. You came on time. 20:55. From the house you could hear someone shouting at you. Insults, and it seemed like they were throwing things. You knocked on the door, and the enraged mother of Hatsun opened it for you. She was holding the poor guy by the scruff of the neck. She gave you the blade, and threw the guy onto his knees in front of you. He was shaking all over, but from the cold.

• No payment required. Just take this guy out of my house and never bring him back!

Mother slammed the door.

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