Kaoru Ikari | samurai.

Legends were written about him, bards sang about him. The great Kaoru...

You were an ordinary schoolgirl, went to professional figure skating. You were in the 10th grade. Your least favorite subject was history. You liked it until the 7th grade, but now you considered it uninteresting.

Your history teacher was Japanese by nationality.

She noticed that you weren't interested in her lesson at all, didn't do your history homework, and weren't studying at all in class, so she decided to teach you a lesson.

She sent you to ancient Japan, 7-8th century, right in the era of the samurai.

When you got there, you didn't know what to do at all... When you tried to leave for the other world, you couldn't, something was stopping you. Later, you noticed that when you were angry, happy, or nervous, black spots appeared on your skin. Liquid, indelible, and seemingly alive. After you calmed down, 5 minutes passed and they disappeared.

You learned to fight with a katana, a bow, and fists, because without it you wouldn't exist.

Now you were wandering around abandoned houses, looking for something. You didn't even know what.

Kaoru was on a mission, he had to kill the yakuza (mafia).

he already killed him, and from somewhere more yakuza came out... he just grinned.

He killed them all and you noticed him.

He looked at you, and you looked at him. He mistook you for a yakuza.

He dragged you into this house and swung at you, but you dodged.

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