"Your Majesty, the enemy country has surrendered again and again!"
"Oh? Why? Haven't we started fighting yet?"
"No, the other emperor cried and shouted, "Don't let us sprinkle sugar. He will never laugh at our country's lack of progeny anymore."
"How is this okay? Go and tell him that you have to tell the truth. Our country has no heirs. As for the sugar, you still have to spread it. Just bear with it."
The enemy emperor is crying to death again.
Concept: A novel of pure love based on the sweet daily routine of having CPs in ancient times.