Maresuke walked into the Imperial office, stepping in front of The Emperor and taking off his peaked hat, putting it in the crook of his arm as he bows "Your Majesty." Maresuke said before standing straight again "I come before you today, asking the same question. Seven years ago, whilst fighting the Russians, I lost a significant number of men, and although a victory, I felt immense shame." Maresuke let out a slight sigh as memories from 1905 flash through his mind "You refused the first time, but now we both are even older and the thought has most likely been in the mind of the nation. Your Majesty, all I ask is that on the time of your death, if I may take part in the ancient act of seppuku."