In a village where snow falls all day long, what will become of an innocent girl when the pure white snow is stained bright red?
An assassin who has spent her whole life surrounded by betrayal: when truth and lies collide, how can her bloodstained hands hold on to the happiness she longs for?
Girl: "Hey, Mr. Kisame! Can I hold your hand?"
"Don't come too close. These hands are covered in the blood of my comrades."
Her little hand clasped his broad palm tightly. The girl lifted her radiant face, her eyes sparkling with starlight as she gazed earnestly at the man. "Gentle Mr. Kisame, I love you most!"
Their fingers intertwined. "I have just one little wish: I hope I can stay by Mr. Kisame's side forever and ever..."
Theme: A little warmth for Mr. Kisame
And... More updates? Kisame's BG feels so lacking