About Conrart or Conrad, well, his real name is Conrart right? Only Yuuri calls him Conrad. About Yuuri sickness, it's not blood cancer. Neh, too common don't you think? It was just something simple. Not that bad. I'm not that evil. And thank you hikari for the get well. I'm at my brother laptop now. Destroying it. Hehehe. Not really, I really don't have the heart too. He sent me to the hospital last night. Argh. I want to go home. Anyway, I need to finish this story today, because I don't know when I can get out from here. Shivers. I'm not talking to my brother. Never, until he brought me ice cream. "Not till you out from this fever," Seriously, is 40 Celsius that bad? Oh, yeah, it is bad. Thanks again for reviewing and reading and also put up with all the mistakes.

"Shibuyaaaaaaa," Murata Ken threw open the library door and walking in proudly. No worries, no worries. Yuuri sighs.

"Murata, I think you know better not to talk loudly at a library. And this is a library,"

"Hehe, sorry, Shibuya. Wait long for me?" Murata sits next to him at one of the tables next to a window. They can see the shrine from there.

"Not really. Murata, the reason I called you here, is because…I need to ask you something…quite important," Yuuri's voice quivered with uncertainties.

"Something important? Sure, why not? Just bring it on, maou," Murata's glasses glint in the sun shine, adding a cheeky grin at his face. And Yuuri wonders if he doing the right thing. 'Just go with it, Yuuri. He's already here,'

"You see, when I was small, my body…is quite weak. You see, that is the other reason why Shori is always worried about me. The reason why my body is weak is because…my…sugar pressure can be easily low, especially when I didn't take the appropriate sugar amount everyday. And that is my problem now. My sugar pressure is low, and I need, to eat chocolate, desperately," Yuuri sighs, looking at Murata who is trying his best not to laugh out loud.

"So, go and eat chocolate. There are chocolates here, Yuuri,"

"Easy for you to say. What kind a scene is it if a king suddenly burst into the kitchen, demanding, 'Chocolates, I need lots of them. Bring them to me at once. And tomorrow, and tomorrow, and the day ons,' huh?" Yuuri gives the giggling Geika a stern glare, even he is capable in having one, right? But Murata not even flinch, instead his giggles turns into laughter. Not even bothered to hides them anymore.

"Hehehe, sorry, Yuuri. I could just imagine that. Like when you burst home one beautiful day, when you were eight, clutching desperately at your mother's skirt, pleading, 'Mom, please, I… need…chocolate….please….I call you mama…if you want me to,'" Murata's laughing so hard Yuuri need to covers his mouth before someone else coming in. Yuuri's face is red, from the embarrassment that Murata knew about that accident.

"Mom told you, right? I just know it," Yuuri grits his teeth. Murata's laughters are impossible to be covered now. Yuuri just let the other boy go and glares at him.

"Will you stop that already? It's not my fault. Well…it was…kinder my fault but everyone at school was mocking at me for eating chocolates everyday. That is why I refuse to eat chocolate for a whole week. Who knows, I'll be that bad. Save it from Shori, though. He brought me home that day,"

"Hehehe. So, what are you going to do? Running to the cook's skirt, begging for chocolate or running to Wolfram's skirt, begging for chocolate? Oh, wait, Wolfram don't wear skirt. He wears pants. What are you going to do then? Hugging Wolfram's leg?"

"Murata, I'm not going to run into someone's skirts or legs, alright. I am not that desperate… yet. Besides, I think I faint first before I reach someone. And about Wolfram… The engagement is over. Didn't anyone tell you?" Yuuri runs his face from the suddenly silent happy-go-lucky boy. The serious Murata.

"Why is the engagement over, Shibuya?"

"Huh? Why? Because… I … don't love him?" Yuuri sweat drops. Oh, Murata will absolutely see that he is lying.

"Shibuya, you know that I know that you are lying right? So, tell me the real reason why did you say you LIKE Gisela very, very much? Don't lie. I know if you do,"

"I … I … oh, alright. You win. But don't tell anyone. I didn't lie about me LIKING Gisela. I like her like I like every other person here. And the real reason, I made Wolfram hates me, is because…I don't think that I am worth enough for him," Yuuri's voice drops low at the end.

"Shibuya, Shibuya, Shibuya. Really, what would you do if I'm not around you? Look, you love him, right?" Murata receives a nod.

"So, if you think that you are not worthy enough for Lord Von Belfield, MAKE yourself one worthy man for him, then,"

Yuuri stares at Murata with big eyes. Then he sighs.

"You are absolutely right, Murata. I wonder what I would do if you're not around. You can see right through a problem and points it out without problems. I think I'm doing the right thing by choosing to talk to you,"

"Sure does, Shibuya. Aren't I the great wise man?" Murata pats Yuuri's shoulder, grinning till it nearly touches his ears. Yuuri also smiles and stands up.

"Murata, I think I should tell Wolfram what I really, really felt, now. What should I do?"

"Propose to him," Murata Ken simply answered. That leaves Shibuya Yuuri dumbfounded.

"What?"

"Propose to him. It's about time already,"

"….You're right. It's about time already," Murata pats Yuuri's shoulder again. Proud.

"Of course I'm right, I am daikenja, the great wise man, what could possibly bad happens?" Murata said and walk past him. "Tata, Shibuya. My mission is over. See you soon," and with that, Murata leaves the smiling king. After a while, smiling alone in the library, Yuuri finally realizes something important.

"Wait, Murata. I didn't want to talk about Wolfram. I want to talk about my sugar problem. Murataaaaa,"

"We should head home now, Greta. Otherwise, we will miss dinner," Wolfram calls out to Greta. Greta rushes to him, instantly.

"So soon? But I still want to play with you,"

"We need to, Greta. Or else, it would be trouble trying to get back in the dark. We might get lost or attack," Wolfram packing the basket.

"Hey, Wolfram? Here, take this," Greta gives something to Wolfram. Wolfram takes it and wonders.

"A rose, Greta? Why are you giving these to me?"

"As a good luck charm. I hope you will find your courage in getting what you want. Never giving up," Greta replies. Wolfram looks at her with teary eyes and hugs her close to his chest.

"Thank you, Greta. Thank you very much,"

"Damn, Murata. He must be up to something. I just can feel it in the air," Yuuri mumbles to himself while walking towards the dining room. Suddenly, his foots stop moving at the sign of two persons he cherish. Said two persons also stopped noticing him.

"Wolfram," Yuuri said softly. Wolfram, clutching his palms, makes himself a way towards Yuuri.

"Wolfram, I …," before he even finished, Wolfram cuts him off.

"Heika, before you said something, let me say it first. I …I love you, Yuuri. I really, really love you. I will go crazy without you around and I can't live without you. I know, that you love Gisela, not me, but I just want to tell you that I love you before I regrets it in the future for not being able to tell you," Wolfram's tears falls to the ground. Yuuri smiles softly before taking Wolfram's hands into his. Wolfram looks surprised at his actions.

"Wolfram, I want to say that I am very sorry for hurting your feelings all these times. And I want to tell you this too, that I don't love Gisela. I like her, like how I like other people here. And Wolfram, if you think I don't love you like how you do, you are absolutely wrong," Wolfram's face shoot up to Yuuri's face.

"I don't love you like you do, Wolfram. But I love you more than you love me. I will go crazy like you, I couldn't live without you too, and I will die when you leave me. But I love you so much, I would be happy to see you happy. Even if it with someone else. But that was before, but now, Wolfram, I swear, I would be a good king, a great king, greater than Shinou, make my own history and be worthy to you as a spouse, as a lover. You will not get a wimp as your husband but a great man. Wolfram, I want you to stay with me till the end, I want you to support me when I was down, and I want you to be a good father or mother to Greta and our children. So," Yuuri kneeled on one knee in front of Wolfram. Wolfram was speechless.

"Wolfram Von Belfield, Will you marry me, Shibuya Yuuri, Harajuku Fuuri?"

"Daikenja-Geika," Conrart bows to the boy coming out from the library.

"Conrart," Murata smiles to him. "Don't worry, everything is under control. Don't forget to tell me when the wedding date is," Conrart also smiles in gratitude to Murata.

"Thank you, Daikenja-Geika. I don't know what to do if I didn't see you before,"

"It's alright, Conrart. Besides, I will still do what I just did anyway, about those two. Oh, by the way, prepares lot of chocolates, will you? And gave them to Wolfram. He will know what to do about them later, hehehehe," Conrart sweatdrops at Murata… weird behavior.

"As you wish, Daikenja-Geika,"

"Murataaaaaaa!!!!!" Shibuya Yuuri, Harajuku Fuuri, The 27th maou of Shin Makoku, yelled out in frustration to a certain mage. And the certain mage is smiling wistfully at him.

"What a nice day today, isn't it?"

"Murataaa!!!! How could you do this to me? You said nothing will go wrong but what about now?" Yuuri grabs Murata's shirt tightly. Murata just laugh.

"I don't see anything wrong, Shibuya. They are cute, aren't they?" Murata replies, looking at noisy bundles in some big cradles.

"They are cute, only when they are sleeping. What should I do know, all of them are awake. And crying at the same time,"

"Well, they are quadruplets; of course they do everything together,"

"Shut up!! I am not talking to you," Yuuri yelled at the chuckling mage.

"Oh, look at Gwendolyn, Shibuya. I think he will have a new toy," Murata points out to a certain baby boy.

"Huh?" Yuuri turns towards the said baby and gasped in horror.

"Anissina!!!!! Get away from Gwendolyn. And take whatever that is away from my sons," Yuuri rushes to his sons aid. Murata chuckled at the sight.

"What a happy sight. I don't see any troubles at all,"

Meanwhile, somewhere in Gisela's office,

"Wolfram-daddy, when will I get little sisters?" Greta asks a certain blonde prince. Or king. Wolfram smiles fondly.

"Soon enough, Greta, soon enough," He answers, rubbing his stomach while looking meaningfully at Gisela.

Red Bara: done, all done. thank you. off to bed now. too tired.