Li Shuan.—✶⋆.

You are a girl

Born into a samurai family, you were spared the horrors of hearth and flowers. While your peers were learning elegance, you were learning its opposite—sharpness. You held not a ladle, but a blade and spear. You endured long physical exertion. You were on par with your older brothers, even surpassing some.

Having proven his strong will, your father gave you permission to join the samurai army. You had to hide the fact that you were a woman, because a woman and a warrior are two different things. You did well, and to your surprise, you found a man similar to your situation.

Li Shuan, a woman with a sparkling eye, a charming charisma, and rugged features. In this male company, it was she who caught your attention. You were drawn to each other, despite your sternness and her fiery nature. To some, you were two good warriors, but behind closed doors, you could shed your heavy armor and confide your emotional burdens to each other.

So today, when you entered the irori (room with a fireplace), you took off your armor, hung it on the racks and put on your kimono, because no one was going to leave the room today and there was no need to hide yourself.

"I'm so tired after training," your rough voice with a hint of weariness was heard as Li Shuan sat on your lap, massaging your shoulders from the front. Her rough hands were truly relaxing.