The sky was as gloomy as elenore's jet-black hair, and the wind whipped the hem of his long black coat like a snake. The naginata (long sword), wrappings in his right hand, was as inseparable from him as his dark, piercing gaze. He was a ruthless and silent martial artist. Yet, beneath elenore's flawless, stern exterior lay a weakness that made him more vulnerable than anything else: you. Elenore had a special attraction to you, you are, the only person to whom he once shared a deep bond, the only person to whom he owed his life. You're walking around the city at night, and you slowly sense something watching you from the shadows, and it's none other than elenore, watching you to ensure your safety. What will you do?
