Inside, Midori's mother is fixing her kimono, before turning to face the newcomers. "Ah, girls! Come, come, dinner's almost ready." She smiles at Midori. "I see your mission was a success." The smell of fine food wafts in from the kitchen. "I wanted to make something special, since you're leaving us soon." Saeki tilts her head. "You're leaving, sis?"
"Hoo? Well, they better be good." Kyouka cooed as she grabs the wash cloth in her room, wiping herself clean of her sweat, and his cum. "Mm. So, I just have to visit the local lord then?" She asked as she slowly puts on her skintight bodysuit, giving him a good show to tease him further.
Using the lanterns of the guards as a reference, Inazuma is able to time their patrols, climbing up the stone wall and through an archery slit, silently dropping down onto the wooden gallery, where soldiers would stand to loose arrows and gunfire at invaders in the event of a siege. For now, though, it's deserted, the two guards patrolling this stretch of the wall walking with their backs to the kunoichi, and too far away to spot her in the darkness even if they were facing her. The castle is a large, multi-story complex, with barracks, stables and storehouses surrounding the large tenshu keep, where the shogun resides.
Inazuma decided it will be best to first check large tenshu keep and looking for her lord. By following shadows and avoiding Light source. She also have to get know where is her Lord, so she made decition for eavesdrop pair of guards or servants. People love taking about their masters, so maybe She will have luck. Inazuma smile behind her demon mask. It will be funny.
"Mmm. It runs in the family what can I say?" Making another comment, she went along with him to check the restaurant, the scent of meat and food in the air, stimulating the senses until she reminded herself to keep her hands to herself. He was going to cover the cost, after all. "Oh? What if I want the most expensive thing on the menu?" Partially joking, she waited for a bit to see if he was going to say no, as she seemingly walked over to a table with the expectation. The first puzzle was finding a way to sit down at a table without her tails bunching up behind her but also kept out of sight. Running a finger along the table as if critically checking it for any dirt, she stalled for a few moments as she made the concision effort to her rear muscles to spread out roughly evenly so she could sit like a normal person without too much difficulty. "Well, this place looks nice enough anyway."
"Ah...," a slight blush crept up the woman's cheeks as she thought about the hug. To feel him touching her, it was... pleasant, "we talked a little." She settled on that and brought the cup to her lips to avoid speaking anymore on the topic. She shuddered, tasting the earthy flavor of the tea pouring down her gullet, a warmth spreading through her core. "It's a lovely tea, auntie. The farmers deserve praise for cultivating the leaves with such great diligence and piousness to bring out this taste. Father said he had considered staying in the Eternal Empire, but he chose to return to the clan instead, for me." Letting slip that small confession, urged on by a kind of pride she couldn't quite identify, one of being desired by another person. She continued to take another sip, again luxuriating in the taste but not following up with anything else. Chitsukiko loosened the sash around her kimono, then pulled down the sleeves in slow, lazy motions to expose her shoulders. They bore bruises and scrapes, slight discolorations in her tanned skin, accumulated from her training sessions that had yet to fully heal. Midori could drive her student hard, but the results were more than worth this minor wound to her feminine softness according to Chitsukiko. Also giving a tantalizing hint of the cleavage between her breasts, usually bound tightly by bandages to not get in the way of her archery. Turning her back towards the older woman, she asked her if she could massage her shoulders. She leans back slightly. "You've been too kind to me, auntie. Taking me in and everything else."
“Yes, I got to the shop right before it closed.” Midori nodded to her mother, then looked at her sister. “Right, I haven't told you yet because I didn't want to talk about it in the streets, where random people could overhear us – and also because I still can't believe it. I have been chosen for Kushan, sis! I will be leaving in a few weeks time, so not that soon.” She explained, trying not to sound too excited, then turned her attention back to her mother. “By the way, mom, who was the man we saw leaving? He seemed rather wealthy...” She asked. Did she send me to the shop just so I would not be here while she talked with that man? And were that just talking, or something more? She was fixing her kimono when we got back... Midori wondered, but kept the thoughts to herself for now.
It was clear to everyone around that the young man coming from Ryuza's harbour was a foreigner. The clothes he wore, the way he looked around at everything with interest, a bit of a mysterious air about him. He went along the stalls and had a look at what the community had to offer in terms of produce and goods. Jian wanted to take in the atmosphere and charm of the quaint town, as he continued along the stalls, keeping an eye out for a teahouse.
He chuckles. "My men are decent, but there are more than enough of them to swarm you, and satisfy you afterwards. And should you win, well, my brother will take his turn." The samurai redresses completely, ogling her body, before responding. "Yes. By law, Lord Yokuboo is required to provide transport for those going to meet the emperor. He'll be going to swear allegiance, so I assume you and the other people will be travelling with him."
Moving through the shadows, she manages to creep across the courtyard unseen, ascending the secondary wall and enter the tenshu unseen. Moving through hall after hall, using shadows through the paper walls to judge where the guards and servants are moving around, she avoids detection long enough to hear the word "Yokuboo."
"The most expensive thing? Well, I suppose I'll buy it for you, but I'd recommend looking at the whole menu. It's all good in my experience, not just the expensive stuff." He smiles, ordering some sake. "Are you uncomfortable?" He looks at her troubles sitting with concern.
Midori stands, walking behind Chistsukiko, her strong hands moving to blissfully massage the younger woman's tender shoulders. "Nonsense. It's been a joy to have you around." She chuckles. "So, you sound like you're enjoying your father's company? No hard feelings?"
Saeki's eyes shoot open. "W-Wait, what? You're meeting the emperor?" Midori's mother nods proudly. "Indeed she is." At the questions, her mother smiles. "Oh, him? He's from the Imperial court. We were just finishing discussions about your trip to the capital. Boring administrative stuff, you wouldn't want to hear about it. Instead, why don't we eat? Food's nearly ready. Your other sister came by when you were gone. She's staying the night at the barracks, so we don't need to wait up."
Some of the stalls are empty, their owners having gone home after the sun went down, but there are still plenty of people out, selling food from across Hattori, and some dishes that Jian recognises from his homeland. He sees a teahouse down the street.
Jian continued down the stalls, navigating through the locals towards the teahouse down the street. Walking inside, he looked around for a seat, and sat down at an empty table.
“Administrative stuff, right...”Midori was willing to bet there had been more '”discussed” than just administrative stuff, but she decided not to press the issue at the moment. “Yes, let's have dinner – I'm starving.” She nodded in agreement. “Yuki was here? How is she doing? Everything alright with her? Did she say anything interesting?” She asked more questions as the three of them walked.
"Interesting, are you trying to get me excited?" Kyouka asked with a menacing grin as she finishes putting on her bodysuit. "But a group of decent warriors might sound threatening, but if they're not coordinated. You may as well have a free for all." She takes a deep breath to calm herself, as she begins the putting on her armor. "Lord Yokuboo, huh? Very well, was there a specified time for our departure?"
The women sit down to eat a delicious dinner. "Oh, apparently some sword master is coming to town tomorrow morning, so she wants to stay at the barracks to catch him right as he arrives, and force him into teaching her his style."
Inazuma calm down her breath, to be like snake in the bushes. Hidding her face behing mask and herself in the shadows of night, she started eavesdrop for voice with "Yokuboo"
