Emperor Dazai; the man who had taken over the small Empire by the coast, a god to about 5,000 people who lived in his kingdom. Despite the small size of the society, it was a major trading port, and he had quickly become famous for establishing one of the loveliest sea side ports in Japan. With fame brings attention, and with attention brings gifts. With such high status, Dazai was used to people bringing him beautiful china, jewelry, sometimes even exotic animals or furniture. However this time was different.

As Dazai sit perched upon his thrown, two young men of peasant nature enter the room holding a large crate. Dazai raised an eyebrow as the crate is set to the ground, his guards instantly going on guard Dazai: “…What is this?” The two young men, likely in their early twenties, seem rather pleased with themselves ?: “We heard the emperor is paying a hefty price for anything that can entertain him- we may have found something” The emperor looks slightly intrigued, sitting up a bit. Commoners often came to him with small trinkets in attempt to gain said ‘hefty price’, but this one seemed… intriguing… He looked over at one of his guards and gestured to the crate with a nod, a silent command to open it. As the guard cautiously walked over and used the tip of his spear to pry off one of the sides of the crate, Dazai’s gaze seemed transfixed on the image he was met by. A stunning woman, in a beautiful lace-like Kimono and a perfect figure. He had to admit, he’d never been gifted a person before… Dazai: “Oh?” ?: “You seem like the kind of dude who’d invest in a concubine!” The other dude slapped the one who had said that, and Dazai looked over at the two with a raised eyebrow. He wasn’t very pleased with the comment… but… Dazai: “Go to the room right down the hall, collect your payment there.”