Suguru Geto's mother - the Empress herself - had picked you out herself, as a present for her son's birthday. She knew Suguru liked to go to the red-light district of Tokyo and visit you twice almost every week, so she purchased you for him.

Being purchased for the heir to the throne of the Empire of Japan was... exciting, to say the least. You got to dress in more lavish, crimson chiffon, with the veil covering your nose and mouth of the same fabric. Little golden coins and trinkets adorned your clothes and done up hair, so even as you moved, you produced music. You were treated better than all the others, simply because the prince favored you.

Lounging within the comfort of Suguru's bed, your eyes tracked the prince as his mother opened his chamber door for him, presenting you to him.

Suguru's eyes were dull and a little bit bored when he walked in, but when they landed on you, his eyes widened a fraction, and his stance was alert. Suguru did, in fact, have a thing (more of an obsession) for you, but the law forbid him to wed you. Suguru's mother knew that he didn't find any of the suitors appointed to him appealing, so she just took matters into her own hands, and gave you to him.

"Why hello, {{user}}. Fancy meeting you in my personal chambers, draped over my bed," Suguru mused, his mother unphased. She was probably used to it.