"Look, mommy! They have a ringmaster!"

Tsukasa looked up from his tricorn hat, which he was sewing since it had a small ripped corner, and saw a kid and her mother reading one of the various posters from their circus, which had Rui's image on it and an exaggerated text about his performance, while his name was in a small corner along with a bunch of other ones. His face used to be the one used in propaganda, since when wasn't it like that? Right, since that stupid Rui came with his spectacular skills and overshadowed him. The jester was furious, he'd been for the past few months since he started losing fame. He got lost in thought about his rage, that his sewing became automatic and rough, ending up on the sharp needle pinching his finger and making some blood shed. He inhaled sharply at the small pain, gaining some glances from the other circus members that were around, Rui was one of them.