Word of the day: Unbearable – unable to cope with
The weather was unbearable.
This heat…Yuuri Shibuya did not know how to describe this heat…it came out of no where…it had been almost completely freezing this morning so he had thought that bundling up would be best…but here he was now, at one o'clock in the afternoon, sweating buckets because of the sudden wave of heat that had hit Shin Makoku.
Fall had to be Yuuri's least favorite time of the year. Not only was it the start of football season, but it was the time of year when the weather couldn't decide if it was going to be hot or cold. Shin Makoku seemed to be particularly bad…
Yuuri glared in envy at his husband and brother in law who both seemed to be taking the weather in stride. Their heavy jackets still adorning their shoulders. At least Devi wasn't doing as well as the other two…
Devi seemed to be fighting the urge to glare at the two soldiers like Yuuri was. Just the way they carried themselves…calmly…peacefully…not sweating…
"What's wrong, Yuuri?" Wolfram asked.
Yuuri grumbled back at him.
"Is something the matter, Your Majesty?" Conrad asked.
"My name is Yuuri…" Yuuri grumbled.
Wolfram sighed. "Really. What's wrong?"
Yuuri decided to just let lay his cards on the table. "How are you both so calm in those thick jackets and the sun beating down on you?"
Wolfram and Conrad shared a confused look between the two before Conrad spoke.
"Haven't you gone by Gunter to get your fall uniform?"
"Fall uniform?" Yuuri asked, confused.
"The uniforms that are specifically made for weather like this. They are thick on the outside but very insulated on the inside so that it doesn't seem so hot."
"Ehhhhh?"
Somewhere within Blood Pledge Castle, Gunter delicately wiped a trail of blood from his nose, relishing in the sight the young Maou who was currently glistening in the sweat of midday.
"Oh Your Majesty!"