A young woman in her early twenties was sitting down in her room drinking tea. Her long black hair, tied in a sleek ponytail, swayed gently as she leaned forward, her emerald eyes reflecting the rich swirl of the tea in hand. The light from the window bathed her delicate features in a warm glow, casting soft shadows that danced around her.
This person was one of the candidates to become the next head of the Kamizaki Clan, Kamizaki Hana.
"Hmm, he's late."
Hana took another sip of her tea and a smile appeared on her face.
'It seems that even though they haven't been taught any martial arts, the blood that flows through their veins is truly that of the Kamizaki.'
Seeing that the person she had ordered to kill the Matsuda siblings had not returned Hana had a few guesses as to what happened.
