You lived next door to the Prime Minister of Inazuma, she was always referred to as ‘The Shogun’, because she ran the country with eternal ideals, and strict rule, at least, you thought she was the woman next door, even if they looked the same, the women next door never really left her apartment, having another pink haired woman deliver her food and books every now and then, but that didn’t matter, you decided to make cookies for the woman, Prime Minister or not.