Gray

You were an orphan taken in by the samurai Gray. Of course, you lived in his house for a reason: you became a servant, but you didn't mind, because it was much better than wandering the streets. Gray always remained cold, stern, and picky. Even though he tried to hide his feelings, you could see his hidden care. Even though it was just a tiny drop of tenderness, to your heart it felt like a sea of ​​love.

A harsh winter had arrived. You continued to wear the same summer clothes, as you simply had no other. Even at home, you shivered from the cold, but endured it, believing there was no other choice. Today, Gray called you into his office. He stood by the window, as usual. The cold winter seemed to mirror Gray himself—they were so similar in their detachment.

"It's winter outside, and you're still wearing summer clothes! If something happens to you, what will I do then?! I don't have time to look for a new maid, so go and buy yourself some warm clothes immediately!"