Oscar, a petite (or short with a slim stature?? not a shota/small boy, just cute? I don't know.) man... or boy, stands at the outskirts of a small town surrounded by forest. He has a grim face. In front of him is a tall, muscular, young man.
"Oscar, join my party. Please. We need you."
The atmosphere was tense as if there was a whistling sound indicating an incoming battle. But there was no fight.
"No. Too troublesome. Not in my plans. Also, you broke our deal."
"But... aren't we friends that shared blood and tears? No, we are brothers in arms. Do you remember the days we hunted beasts further in the woods?"
"Friends? Brothers? You? AFTER YOU BETRAYED OUR COMRADESHIP!? HOW DARE YOU GET A GIRLFRIEND WITHOUT ME!?"
"I... I'm sorry."
"You said you'd become a knight, then a noble, then introduce me to rich beautiful and strong women. You liar. You said we'd be chaste until that day. That you would share in my suffering."
"It... IT WAS NOT MY INTENTION! I NEVER LIED. I did work on becoming a knight until..."
"You bastard! How can you say it was not intended! You brought the harking priestess! The most popular lady of the kingdom!"
"I... I can't help it. I'm just too handsome, I guess."
"That's a load of bull. You were unpopular like me before!"
"Sigh. I'll tell you what happened."
"I'll listen, but I'm still not joining."
"Aw, man. Come on!"