Nervous
"Hey Sayuri, what's wrong? You look down in the dumps again." Ittoki asks. Tokiya was out on a job and Nanami was working on Sayuri's song. Everyone's attention turns to Sayuri, holding her head down. She is holding a letter. "I can't read. Not in bubbles." "Huh? What does she mean?" Syo asked. Cecil says "It's not in braille, is what she means." "What's braille?" Natsuki asks. Ren answers "Braille is a way blind people can read, right? My little flower." "Yes. Can you read to me?" Sayuri says a little quicker because she is learning. "As much as I want to read this letter, I have to go on a job." Ren said. Cecil grabs the letter and starts to read it out loud.
Dear daughter,
I hear that you are debuting with Cecil, you unworthy little brat. You know you can't see, so how are you going to debut. You will just fall off the stage. You will mess up so badly that know one would want to hear you sing again. If this doesn't work, then I will be dragging Cecil home and it will be all your fault, you tiny, insignificant, little piece of...
At this point Cecil stopped reading and crumpled the paper up and threw it away. Sayuri was wide eyed and shocked, not responding when the boys called her name over and over again. What if's were running through her head. What if she fell off the stage? What if she messed up? She fell over on the couch and began to cry and say "What if Cecil leave by my fault. I'm scared, Cecil. What do I do?" Natsuki comes over and gives her a hug. Masato left for a job, before she started to cry. Syo goes to go get her tissues. Ittoki and Cecil sit there, trying to think about how to solve this problem. Suddenly Nanami walks in carrying a sheet of music. Sayuri hears Nanami and snaps out of it. She asks "What's that, na na mi?" "Its your music for the concert. Sorry it took so long, I had to learn a little braille." Nanami replied. Sayuri is so happy she stands up and hugs Nanami. Sayuri feels the music and says "Good song. What's tittle?" "That's for you to figure out, but I think that STARISH would help you?" "Yea, of course." Everyone agreed.
Tokiya, Ren, and Masato all came back from their jobs. When they got there, the floor was covered in Japanese braille worksheets. Sayuri was stitting on the floor, doing the worksheets while everyone was asleep. "What are you still doing up, little flower?" Ren asked. Tokiya said "Your concert is coming up soon, so you need to get some sleep." "I stay up to welcome you home." Sayuri said sleeply. "Come on. Let's get you to bed." Masato said. Sayuri's eyelids droupped a little as Tokiya picked her up. She snuggled into Tokiya's chest. "Aww. It is so cute when the little flower sleeps." Ren said as he followed Tokiya. Ren opened the door for Tokiya as he placed Sayuri into her bed. She smiled in her dream. The boys walked out and went back to the living room for their stuff. When they got there, they found Masato reading a letter. Ren recognized it and said "That's Sayuri's letter. The one she got from her father. Don't read it Masato." "Ok." Masato said. He put the letter back into the trash, where it belongs.
The letter
Dear daughter,
I hear that you are debuting with Cecil, you unworthy little brat. You know you can't see, so how are you going to debut. You will just fall off the stage. You will mess up so badly that know one would want to hear you sing again. If this doesn't work, then I will be dragging Cecil home and it will be all your fault, you tiny, insignificant, little piece of trash. You are no longer my daughter. I'm embarrased to even mention your name. You are not useful enough to debut. You are just holding Cecil from greatness, you unimportant life form. I hope your life is full of sadness. Goodbye, child.
The next king
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