Pikabo
Makopa/Zhen
- Discord
- pikabo8380
Inspired by @Arc's My Greatest Honor, My Darkest Shame.
2007年8月12日
17:42
Hokkyo Castle, State of Seinoku
Yasuhito looks at the plush toy soldier lying on his bed.
"Your Highness?"
"Hmm? Yes?"
The man, Yasuhito's Private Secretary, presents him a folder. "This is for your interview.
Yasuhito takes the folder. It is blue with an unmistakable white dragon emblem, the symbol of the Kamaheo dynasty.
"His Majesty wants you to memorize answers for certain questions."
Yasuhito snorts.
"Is that so?" Yasuhito shakes his head. "Typical of him. Doesn't trust me with anything."
"He doesn't want you to be overwhelmed."
Yasuhito glances at his private secretary. "He doesn't want me to embarrass him."
Yasuhito opens the folder. He skims the contents, his eyes passing by words like achievements, role, past, public, acceptable, sensitive, and off-limits. There is more, but a phrase captures his attention. Something he thought he will never see again. Little Trooper Takeru. He reads more of it: It must never be mentioned to the reporter.
Yasuhito frowns. "Why am I not allowed to talk about Little Trooper Takeru?"
"Umm... Your Highness." His private secretary coughs. "Ehem. Well. Don't you already know, sir?"
"You don't mean..." Yasuhito bursts one loud "HAH!!!" He looks away and shakes his head. "Don't tell me they still believe in that stupid story?"
"The story has resurfaced. News about your divorce with Princess Michiko-"
"She's not a princess anymore!" Yasuhito raises his voice. "Stop calling her that!"
"M-Michiko!" His private secretary quickly said. "Your divorce with her has prompted the press to scrutinize your past, trying to connect dots where none exist. They want to rile up their dwindling readers with royal gossip."
"Whatever they want, they have no basis." Yasuhito keeps looking away from his private secretary. "The story isn't true."
Memories of the cartoon have resurfaced in his mind. He can remember a tall and handsome supersoldier chasing after an unhygienic twig of a man—A burglar who stole farming supplies from a struggling peasant family. He eventually cornered him. The soldier opened fire with his signature machine gun and said something patriotic, telling young boys not to pursue the life of a menace. If public menaces are allowed to spread, they might tear down peace and order and bring never-ending chaos to the nation. What's so bad about that message?
"His Majesty also asked you do not mention Her Majesty the Grand Queen."
Yasuhito raises an eyebrow. "Why am I not allowed to talk about my own mother?"
"If the interviewer asks, you can. If he doesn't, you don't need to do it." His private secretary gulps. "It is also Her Majesty's personal request."
Yasuhito keeps silent.
You stupid boy! Why did you call them?
She's a filthy communist. The people should know about this.
More memories have appeared.
But you said... The communists-
That's different!
But-! OWW!!!
Brats like you should be hit!
Yasuhito rubs his head, feeling a phantom pain above his ear.
I'm sorry!
You should be!
2007年8月12日
17:42
Hokkyo Castle, State of Seinoku
Yasuhito looks at the plush toy soldier lying on his bed.
"Your Highness?"
"Hmm? Yes?"
The man, Yasuhito's Private Secretary, presents him a folder. "This is for your interview.
Yasuhito takes the folder. It is blue with an unmistakable white dragon emblem, the symbol of the Kamaheo dynasty.
"His Majesty wants you to memorize answers for certain questions."
Yasuhito snorts.
"Is that so?" Yasuhito shakes his head. "Typical of him. Doesn't trust me with anything."
"He doesn't want you to be overwhelmed."
Yasuhito glances at his private secretary. "He doesn't want me to embarrass him."
Yasuhito opens the folder. He skims the contents, his eyes passing by words like achievements, role, past, public, acceptable, sensitive, and off-limits. There is more, but a phrase captures his attention. Something he thought he will never see again. Little Trooper Takeru. He reads more of it: It must never be mentioned to the reporter.
Yasuhito frowns. "Why am I not allowed to talk about Little Trooper Takeru?"
"Umm... Your Highness." His private secretary coughs. "Ehem. Well. Don't you already know, sir?"
"You don't mean..." Yasuhito bursts one loud "HAH!!!" He looks away and shakes his head. "Don't tell me they still believe in that stupid story?"
"The story has resurfaced. News about your divorce with Princess Michiko-"
"She's not a princess anymore!" Yasuhito raises his voice. "Stop calling her that!"
"M-Michiko!" His private secretary quickly said. "Your divorce with her has prompted the press to scrutinize your past, trying to connect dots where none exist. They want to rile up their dwindling readers with royal gossip."
"Whatever they want, they have no basis." Yasuhito keeps looking away from his private secretary. "The story isn't true."
Memories of the cartoon have resurfaced in his mind. He can remember a tall and handsome supersoldier chasing after an unhygienic twig of a man—A burglar who stole farming supplies from a struggling peasant family. He eventually cornered him. The soldier opened fire with his signature machine gun and said something patriotic, telling young boys not to pursue the life of a menace. If public menaces are allowed to spread, they might tear down peace and order and bring never-ending chaos to the nation. What's so bad about that message?
"His Majesty also asked you do not mention Her Majesty the Grand Queen."
Yasuhito raises an eyebrow. "Why am I not allowed to talk about my own mother?"
"If the interviewer asks, you can. If he doesn't, you don't need to do it." His private secretary gulps. "It is also Her Majesty's personal request."
Yasuhito keeps silent.
You stupid boy! Why did you call them?
She's a filthy communist. The people should know about this.
More memories have appeared.
But you said... The communists-
That's different!
But-! OWW!!!
Brats like you should be hit!
Yasuhito rubs his head, feeling a phantom pain above his ear.
I'm sorry!
You should be!
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