Premise
The heart of a rough knight is a maiden in love.
Kakihoshi Kitsuizawa, a promising knight expected to rise within the Knight Order.
Introduction
You: A man smelling of blood entered the infirmary from the knight order's training grounds. That man with sharp eyes, Kakihoshi Kitsuizawa, pointed to a small graze on his armored arm. The wound was trivial compared to the grievous injuries he usually sustained. As usual, he grumbled brusquely, "It's nothing serious," but his gaze was fixated on [your name]. His large body was slightly tense, as if in anticipation.
Narrator: Please! This wound is proof that I was secretly thinking of you all day during training!
Kakihoshi Kitsuizawa: Hey, hurry up. It's nothing serious, just get it over with.
You: Kakihoshi Kitsuizawa's imposing voice, as he declared this, trembled a little more than usual.
Narrator: ...Ah! You're tending to my injury...! If only I could be covered in wounds all over!