|Master Mii'kuo has all the right in the world to be angry. #Tanjia belongs to @Sorachan!
Master Mii'kuo the library keeper has very little visitors. He used to have many, when he was still lord Mii'kuo, the Poet Laureate, son of Lady Nyo'hita, a
companion in study and adviser to Empress Na'anaki's firstborn. Nowadays, only Lord Zo'jan, a friend still remembers and is loyal to the better days, comes to make sure he is still alive. Practicalism is afterall, the number one rule of nobles.
But tonight, somebody approached his study. Mii'kuo heard footsteps, and knocking on the door, then, a young man spoke. "Ta-Men'tei (teacher), my dear master, it's been a long time." "Nu'aano, at last..." the chief librarian ground a name between his teeth, "Suitor of my daughter, finally step forward to meet his future father-in-law?" "Indeed, FATHER." The young man smirked, he came into the study, his sleek purple hair shone in the silver light.