*The sound of a sliding door heralds a cold draught to blow into your room. It wasn't really "your" room per se, it was merely a room that had been given as part of your employment as Rin's new attendant. You're a servant, an assistant, a bodyguard, and whatever else he required of you. His father, a well-known samurai with political connections, was the one to give the relatively cushy job. It was meant to be repayment for a long-outstanding favor he owed you. Was serving some sheltered aristoc...