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"N-No, you don't have to pay me for it! I'm not greedy." Ryouta didn't want his friend's money. He was more than happy just to help out. It was just the matter of teaching that was the problem. He wasn't the most patient person at the best of times, and teaching Sakuya to do anything(or being taught by Sakuya!) was nothing short of impossible. He shuttered to think of the time when Sakuya roughly pushed him down on the piano bench and ordered him to learn how to play piano.

Ryouta's eyebrows creased at Sakuya's question. "Well, you need to respect other's wishes. If something is super important, they probably won't say no, but if it's a small task, you shouldn't be surprised to hear people complaining about it. It's... loyalty, and all of that stuff? No, that's not what I'm looking for. It's hard to explain that question, sorry."

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“Nonsense, I could hire any mongrel on the street but it is not pure matieral. You have claimed to take note that I am being ‘mean’ to others such as yourself. So you are fully capable in taking care of such a task.” [Yuuya slowly came to mind in fitting in with others like his classmates but he would not dare ask his brother for advice. If fact he saw this as a competition. He was the full breed of the family but Yuuya seemed to always be more charismatic with others. Which in Sakuya’s eyes is never an option to lack. This was a great opportunity.] “If payment is what you wish I would not mind providing one.” 

[He paused when hearing his first rule, slowly feeling his body tense up in discomfort. Assume people will do what he wanted? Sakuya wasn’t sure how to take this making it perfectly clear on his face that was twisted in confusion.] “What if something is meant to be done?” 

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Ryouta paused, easing the grip on his make-shift bat. (fake)Ryouta sounded sincere, and he looked more than worried about the impending smack he should've gotten. Ryouta's grip tightened again. "Then why are you here, of all places? There are billions of people all across the world, and yet you happen to end up here, a place that I frequent often. Doesn't that seem a bit suspicious to you? Because it does to me."

"How did you get here in the first place, anyways? I've never seen you around, and this shrine is pretty secluded."

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 "M-My name is Ryouta Kawara too!" Ryouta said, shocked. How could he not have known that he had a relative that looked exactly like him, with the same height and same voice patterns? It didn't make sense. "Wouldn't you think that someone would've introduced us if we were relatives, though? We look exactly alike. We talk exactly alike. It doesn't really make sense, you know?"

Ryouta had his suspicions about this boy. He seemed to be as flustered as he was, but that could just be a ruse. For all he knew, this person was a creep who liked to dress up as other people and steal their identities! He could've gotten his name from anywhere, so it's not hard to believe that this person was, indeed, a fake. Tightening his grip on his broom, he said, "I don't believe you're you're real. I'm hallucinating, or something. Obviously, I'm the real Ryouta, so please, stop acting like you're related to me and take off that wig. It's ridiculous." Ryouta held up the broom over his shoulder like a baseball bat, ready to swing at the weird doppelganger. "I'm not kidding. Stop acting weird or I'll attack. Don't think that just because I'm wearing a skirt I can't fight."

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T-Two Sakuyas???

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Oh man, of course his name is Ryouta. It couldn't have been just a silly, little coincidence that would've let Ryouta(the real Ryouta, not the weirdo!) finish his duties and go into the city to do his next job. Of course not. Rubbing his face, Ryouta mumbled, "I'm going insane."

"Are you sure you're Ryouta? Really, really sure? Because if you are, I need to go to sleep or wake up or something. Because, you know, you can't be Ryouta if I'm Ryouta. Life doesn't work that way." He looked Ryouta up and down, trying to look for flaws that could bring out any difference between the two. "Are you cosplaying as me or something? I know I'm kind of well-known at school, but this is out of hand."

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Ryouta was kind of taken aback. He knew that once Sakuya declared something, there was little to no chance of it not coming true, so now he was stuck with teachering a rich, stubborn pupil for who knows how long. Probably forever, if it was Sakuya we were talking about. He wasn't known for being a "flexible" person. "Are you sure, Sakuya? I'm not the best person for the job. Couldn't you just hire someone to help you?"

Ryouta sighed and shook his head, smiling at his friend.. He couldn't help but be fond of his friend's straight-forwardness, no matter how haughty it may be. "If you really want me to teach you, then I will."

"First rule of politeness: don't assume people will do what you want them to do."

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[He blinked in confusion at his class mates accusations silently pondering to himself if he should learn more about how to interact with commoners in their normal environment like the actors on the dramas that he sometimes sees on  TV. It might prove to be a fairly good experience if he would take over after his father.Yes that is probably why his father has chosen such a school for him.] “I see what I must do then.” [He nodded to himself although he was still unsure about the situation.] 

“Then if my actions are to be impolite to commoners now a days although I am ignorant to such, you shall teach me how to make friends like other commoners do.”  [He puffed his chest in delight at his wonderful plan. Indeed no one could be so bold to think of such a wonderful idea!]

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Well, you know, manners and the like! You need to be polite. Manners arn't just for commoners, Sakuya. You'll never make friends acting like that. It's no wonder that you and Okosan and Yuuya fight all the time.

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“Why should I take time in such silly things, you commoners are strange.” [He huffed at his class mates comment not completely understanding why it would be offensive.] “It is the way I have been raised to speak like. I can not help that he is not a full breed like myself.” Tension 

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Did... did his doppelganger not notice that he looked exactly like him? Is this person right in the head? Or was Ryouta the crazy one, hallucinating all of this? He couldn't be sure of anything anymore. For all he knew, he could be knocked out on his bed, hours away from waking up for school.

Biting his lip, Ryouta answered, "Yes, I work here. I'm only the part-time caretaker for the shrine though. Extra money, you know?" He didn't feel like he should be explaining this to someone who looked so much like him. They should already know, in his opinion.

Ryouta looked around for any hidden cameras, wondering if this was some kind of sick candid camera show that he was on. Not finding anything, he leaned in closer to his look-alike and whispered, "You know, in case you didn't see, we kind of look exactly alike. Isn't that... strange, at all?" Ryouta swallowed audibly. It was a chance, but... "Is your name Ryouta? Because, er, mine is. Too."

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Oh spirits, the doppelganger wanted to talk. Did it also want to swap crossdressing tips over some tea and cookies? This wasn't good. He was torn between ignoring them and being polite and turning around. Either way, he lost.

White-knuckling the broom in case of a deadly double attack, he hesitantly turned around and faced his mirror image. Well, not really mirror image. For one, he was dressed like he was going to a bad costume party, and two, he had a hard-set face, as if he'd been in battle. Other than that, they were completely alike. Ryouta vaguely wondered if this Ryouta was more muscled than him.

"Er, hello there."

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The wind blew through the stone temple walls once more, and Ryouta took a moment to breathe in the strong forest scent that was carried with it. His knees were bent and his back arched slightly, as he held his hands together in sign of prayer and whispered a few words to the sacred monument before him.

Once he had finished his prayer to the spirits of this area, the young traveler lifted himself back into a standing position and set out into the exposed light of day once again. Smiling for a brief moment before beginning walking, Ryouta was sure that today brought great promise.

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Ah! N-not in a creepy way or anything! I just wanted to say hi! ^^

Oh, er, okay then! Hello to you too, Isabelle.

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Ryouta! I've been looking everywhere for you!

You have!?

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Well, he kind of is your brother, Sakuya. You should be nicer to him. It isn't very nice to call someone a "half-breed", y'know? Even if you're royalty.

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Hello, Sakuya! How’re you today? I hope you haven’t fought with Yuuya yet. Hiyoko likes to watch you two squabble, and I’d hate for her to miss it.

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Hello, Sakuya! How're you today? I hope you haven't fought with Yuuya yet. Hiyoko likes to watch you two squabble, and I'd hate for her to miss it.

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Holy spirits, they were coming this way! This wasn't good. Someone who looked like him(?) was coming this way and the wind seemed to be telling him to stay away. What if this was some kind of horror movie scene where the evil double comes to kill the original? Ryouta shook his head furiously and tried to busy himself with his work, sweeping so furiously that some of the branch ends were breaking off with each hard push. Click-clack, click-clack. He tried to keep his back turned to the eerily similar stranger, but he couldn't help but sneak a glance over his shoulder.

They looked just like him. (A bit weirder than him, to be honest.) He squeaked.

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The wind blew through the stone temple walls once more, and Ryouta took a moment to breathe in the strong forest scent that was carried with it. His knees were bent and his back arched slightly, as he held his hands together in sign of prayer and whispered a few words to the sacred monument before him.

Once he had finished his prayer to the spirits of this area, the young traveler lifted himself back into a standing position and set out into the exposed light of day once again. Smiling for a brief moment before beginning walking, Ryouta was sure that today brought great promise.

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Ryouta's geta click-clacked on the stone pavement, accompanying the cacophony of sounds that echoed throughout the trees. He had swept the way six times over in order to please the gods, but the wind was having none of that, brushing his hard work onto the rocky terrace each time he finished. Leaning on his broom and sighing loudly, Ryouta briefly berated himself for applying for this job in the first place. So many rules, so much praying!

The blue-haired boy stood up straight with a crack, his back realigning itself. The wind had died down and he was ready to get back to work when he noticed someone in the distance. They were dressed like a sailor? And kind of... looked like him. Rubbing his eyes, Ryouta muttered, "Oh man, I really need to stop eating that birdseed from the convenience store."

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The wind blew through the stone temple walls once more, and Ryouta took a moment to breathe in the strong forest scent that was carried with it. His knees were bent and his back arched slightly, as he held his hands together in sign of prayer and whispered a few words to the sacred monument before him.

Once he had finished his prayer to the spirits of this area, the young traveler lifted himself back into a standing position and set out into the exposed light of day once again. Smiling for a brief moment before beginning walking, Ryouta was sure that today brought great promise.