Oichi shrugs off the push, leading Kyouka down a solitary path in the immense castle gardens. She chuckles. "Now the warrior is gone, and all that's left is the slut." She grabs one of Kyouka's nipples and twists hard. "If I wanted, I could take you now, and then sell you to the highest bidder." Looking at Kyouka, Oichi turns her head curiously. "I have to ask, sis, why did you turn me down all those times? You hate me, but I'm still beautiful."
He wakes up the next morning, next to a still sleeping Chitsukiko.
"Elegant dresses. Not too revealing, don't worry." He takes her to a small boutique out in the city, where she's measured and presented with a red dress in the western style. It has a low neckline, and the top half clings tightly to her body, but it isn't too sexy. Juan pays for the dress. "Alright, put it on and let's go."
"He's not a fool, a tyrant or a coward. I can at least tell you that much. Will he find the strength to take charge, or become a puppet? Only time can tell."
Jian watched Chitsukiko sleep for a moment, looking so innocent and tranquil. He brushed her hair away from her face and gave her a chaste kiss on her cheek. Carefully, he slipped out of bed, stretching his limbs with a yawn. Going to the tub, he grabbed a cloth and used some water to wash away the remains of their long tryst on his chest and crotch.
Inazuma feeling weird wearing something like that. She must left her katana, because long sword is imposible to hidde, but kunais and surikens are still in her reach. She put it on herself and follow Juan to the club.
As he wipes himself clean, he hears her stir. "Good morning." She stretches her arms out and yawns, unintentionally showing off her breasts.
"No, most of what's offensive in your culture is offensive in ours. Just remember that almost everyone in here, westerner or Hattori, is a noble, so don't anger them." Walking through the streets, Inazuma gets many looks, both bemused and lustful, before the two arrive in front of a building unlike any she's ever seen before, a three story rectangle made of stone and wood, with strange creatures carved of stone on the roof, that Juan calls gargoyles. Inside, Juan shows his membership card, and introduces Inazuma as his paramour. Inazuma sees several doors on the first floor, and a grand staircase leading upwards.
"And why not be a puppet? All you do is fuck and fight, and you can have both in my service, but alas, you made your decision." Oichi manhandles Kyouka's breasts. "Time to make you mine, little puppet." There's a clicking noise, and Kyouka's lustful mind focuses, vision clearing, as she sees Shintaro behind Oichi, a musket with a lit match pointed at her head.
"No leader can do everything themselves, true." Sengoku nods. "For all his brilliance, even Gotaka didn't fully understand that, carrying the wait of the world on his shoulders."
Something telling Inazuma that gargoyles are perfect place to hide and ninja it would be perfect to act as one of them.
"Like a baby." She moves up to kiss him and wash herself off. "So, what shall we do today? I was thinking of maybe checking to see if there's any work we could do from a bounty board, or maybe asking my grandfather if he has any tasks."
Jian returned her kiss, giving her butt a playful squeeze, 'Glad to hear it.'
"Either, though fun can mean a lot of things. Normally I go to the bar for some drinks, play a few hands of cards and then go up to see the geisha, unless I have a business meeting, in which case I go to the restaurant." So far, no one has shown themselves.
"Yes, we can do that as well. I want to make my reputation in the clan."
