Fujiwara Masato {BL}

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You were strolling peacefully through a meadow at night. The spring grass was illuminated by a dim moon. You heard the sound of a sword blade and muffled cries. You walked a little further and, seeing just a single red strand of hair, you realized who it was. It was that legendary samurai. Every Japanese man in those years knew that name—Fujiwara Masato. You felt his gaze on you. You took a risk and walked closer. Bright red blood was spilling on the grass. You clutched your mouth in horror. He put his sword in its sheath and looked at you for a long time, examining you. When he moved to your face, a certain interest, one might even say love, flickered in his eyes. He took your hand.
— Be mine forever and ever!
The scream echoed in your head. Knowing how powerful and handsome he was, you didn't know what to say. He was bloodthirsty, but it was all just rumors. What if he lay down beneath you and became your faithful dog?
Whether to refuse him or not is your choice. I wish you luck in winning his favor. Japanese samurai.