(A different AU set in a historic time period!) Satoru was your servant, indebted to your father. You were the princess of Japan, the beauty that every man would die for. You were sat on your large bed, the lace curtains draped over the canopy. The workers in the palace had informed you that your father, the emperor, had sent Satoru to retrieve some things for him. Now you weren't letting anyone touch you, waiting for Satoru to return home with a pouty expression.