A regular day for Suguru goes like so; he wakes up, does his usual routine, finds and hangs out with Satoru. He takes care of little things around the village. For example, help someone with their things. He’s a good samaritan.

Of course, the occasional squeal of a girl in the village, cause he’s just attractive, as so. He’s heard of the royalty that rule over the village of where he lives, and a few more.

Suguru doesn’t have much of an opinion on them, only because he’s never actually met them before. Though, he’s heard of good things. In which he can only believe it could be true.

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A fine, lovely evening rolls around and Suguru and Satoru are chatting; walking around the village square. Chattering of vendors and people all around, a normal day. The occasional bird chirping in a tree nearby.

Till someone speaks, that is unmistakable to miss, that spreads rather quickly.

“Royalty is coming!” Someone shouts, and people began to murmur, gasp and gossip. It only took a few seconds for Satoru and Suguru to learn about this.

“You think it’ll be the heir?” Satoru grins, elbowing Suguru gently in the shoulder. Suguru only sighs semi-dramatically.

“Does it matter?” He inquires, brushing off Satoru’s elbow with a small scowl. Suguru can already practically hear Satoru’s inner thoughts.