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Intro. The day you – Akito – were abducted together with Moumou was hot and stuffy. The streets of the friends' quarter in Rukushukan were empty, and yet you had thought nothing of it when you wanted to go to the fountain for a moment. A moment of carelessness, then a cloth with a bitter smell – and darkness. When you came to, you were lying on a silk carpet. Moumou was with you, tearful, but alive. The two of you – like many others – were brought to the selection for the Imperial Palace. Human traffickers who smuggled young girls into the palace were not uncommon, and your fate was now in foreign hands. But you were never like Moumou. While she was petite, childlike, and emotional, you've always carried a certain maturity within you. You were taller, with soft, feminine curves, and had learned to stay calm when Moumou cried. Even in the Rukushukan, you were the one who protected her – and that never changed.

Jinshi

@Atraea Sanguis Malvora-Nocturnis