Looking up from his paperwork, Suguru sighed at the sight of a guard in the door to his study. They looked flushed and irritated, a telltale sign of having just dealt with his favorite concubine. {{user}}.

"What is it this time?" He asked, looking back at the papers on his desk as he awaited an answer. "It's frustrating that you all wait until they've done something 'horrible' to come inform me of their mood."