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Despite the his innocent and kind look, the man servant of the Kou house has a dark secret. Being exiled into the depths of Sa Province, he soon became the Little Whirlwind of the Satsujinzoku, a notorious group of bandits who roamed the streets of the town. Scared by his past existence, he took the darkest path of his life, living a life of an assassin under the leadership of the bandit master, Meishou. Known for his unbeatable combat skills and his flawless beauty, Seien, the Little Whirlwind of Satsujinzoku have became the fear of the province, until one day...
Crimson blood splatter covered the pure, white -snowed floor. There were dead bodies strewn at every corner of the village grounds. The Satsujinzoku has successfully raided another village at the outskirts of the Sa Province. Most of the wooden cottages were burned to ashes while others were covered by debris. The leftover villagers were captured and rounded up by the bandits to be sold as slaves. Crying of women and children are heard from afar.
Little Whirlwind paid no attention to his surroundings. He was busy scouting for raid survivors for capture. Cleaning his blood stained dagger, Little Whirlwind sighed in accomplishment. He had took down every one in the village as instructed by his master and was ready to leave. However, his sharp hearing detected a faint sound behind a burned down cottage. A child's voice to be precise. He drew his sword and crept to its direction. With a single swift he flipped a piece of burned wood over and spotted a little girl sobbing.
Little Whirlwind was stunned by the look in girl's eyes. A wave of emotion suddenly washed through him. There was something in her that he felt connected to, like when he was with Ryuuki. Unconsciously, he dropped his sword and picked up the crying little girl. Like his old self, he gently brushed off the tears from her cheeks and hushed her.
"Looks like you have found yourself a present."
The prince turned around and spotted a boy walking towards him, swirling a staff in his hand. Ensei gave him a wide grin. Little Whirlwind was taken aback. It would be troublesome if that idiot told the others about the existence of the girl, he thought to himself. His action of saving the girl not only will endanger her life, but his as well. In a flash, he grabbed his sword and pointed at the guy's neck, with a death stare fixed in his silver eyes.
"If you dare to mutter a word about this to anyone else, I will KILL you!"
"I gave you my word, Little Whirlwind. Now, let us think what to do with the girl, shall we?"
"There's a horse left by the leader near the camp side. I will ride with this girl to the nearest town and see who can I hand her over to."
"No, it's too dangerous. I will go and get the horse. You stay away from the pack and keep the girl somewhere safe." Ensei countered.
Little Whirlwind nodded in agreement. With that, the two people parted...