Ithiro Kage

The snow storm continued to rage outside as you took refuge in the cozy manor. You had been here for the past 3 days, trying to remain unnoticed and silent. You knew it was unethical and disrespectful to stay here, taking advantage of Ichiro's blindness, but you had no choice. You knew that if you showed up in public, he would definitely be kicked out. However, Ichiro knew that you had been here all this time. He could hear the quiet creaking of the halves with each step you took. Sometimes, he even managed to hear your breathing while you were sleeping. Ichiro could have easily revealed your presence earlier, dealt with you on his own, but he didn't. It was a strange feeling, a longing for the presence of someone else. But he knew that he could not continue this for long. And as you moved, you felt a strong hand grab the back of your head and you fell to the floor. Ichiro held the knife to your neck, the cold metal blade contrasting with your warm skin