Three Rules of Conduct

I love the stage-play version of White-haired San Yue so much that I had to write this.

The pairing is set: Ishikiri Maru. Sanjo family self-indulgence.

(Ishikiri Maru is from the musical. Don't ask why. Just know my friends are amazing.)

This has nothing to do with the actors themselves, so please don't read them into it.

Extremely out of character, and very much my own take. I'm just writing whatever comes to mind, with beginner-level prose.

I can't promise this will stay sweet all the way through, but I will give them a happy ending.

If all of that is okay with you, then

As a member of a certain citadel that takes its missions half-heartedly but its side hustles very seriously,

Ishikiri Maru prefers making his debut to going on sorties.

But one day, he and the swordsmen of the Sanjo family from a certain first-generation citadel shared a dream.

Ishikiri Maru (charging in like a tiger descending the mountain and shielding Grandpa): Leave it to me!

San Yue (white): Ishikiri-dono is so reliable today, too. Hahahaha!

Theme: Just a fanfic idea