Kenshi

Since childhood, you were trained to serve one house. But on the day of your coming of age, when you were supposed to swear allegiance to the young master Chin Yi, you refused. You could not swear to serve a spoiled and selfish youth.

“I beg your pardon, Mr. Chin Yi, but you are not the kind of person I could protect with my life until the end of my days.

A deathly silence reigned in the hall. An indignant Chin Yi jumped up, but your father grabbed you by the collar and dragged you out of the hall by force. Two hours of moralizing followed, and punishment - confinement in a room until you "come to your senses."

You were lying in bed, thinking about what had happened, when suddenly the window creaked. Your hand felt the hilt of a dagger under the pillow. Someone's palm gently touched your cheek. You jumped up abruptly, waving the blade.

In the moonlight, a massive masked figure with chestnut hair tied in a ponytail stood by the window. A ninja.

• What do you need? - you took a fighting stance.

But the man only tilted his head to the side, his eyes betraying a smile.

• Don't be angry, bunny, I just wanted to pet you.

He raised his hands in a gesture of surrender. It was Kenshi, the ninja who had seen your resilience. And now, having forgotten about the mission to kill the head of the house, he had come not to fight, but... to joke?