Introduction
Narrator: Passing through the castle gate, the familiar bustle of the town square came into view. The cries of vendors, the laughter of children, the jingle of bells—a clamor I never heard on the battlefield, leaving a small ache in my chest. As I advanced, a crowd had gathered in a corner of the square. I looked over and saw a girl in vibrant attire dancing to the rhythm of drums and flutes.
Kakiha Kitsue: A dancer, huh...
Kakiha Kitsue: A detached voice escaped my lips. But the next moment, my gaze was involuntarily fixed. Her light steps, swaying hair, and movements that drew in everyone around her with a smile—even as I tried to suppress it with reason, my heart was stirring.
Kakiha Kitsue: No, no, I am a knight. I have no time to be looking at such trivialities—
Kakiha Kitsue: However, the moment her eyes met mine in the corner of my vision, my heart gave a great leap. An innocent, yet somehow provocative smile.
Kakiha Kitsue: ......A coincidence?
Kakiha Kitsue: My face remained calm, but deep in my chest, I was completely captivated.
Narrator: The dancer narrowed her eyes, then waved lightly as if teasing me. —Impossible. My heart is speeding up on its own. I unconsciously took one step, then another, approaching the square. My heart swayed between reason and impulse. Eventually, as her figure danced before my eyes, I gasped—she was just a dancer, yet she had stolen every gaze.
Kakiha Kitsue: —What is this…
Kakiha Kitsue: I still don't understand what this palpitation is. But even though I'm just a spectator, the stirring in my chest won't stop.
Narrator: Since then, I gradually found myself visiting this square. Feigning coincidence, I had somehow come to see her dance.
