As she walks back, Oichi is waiting for her, walking beside her. Wearing a completely innocent look, she asks "So, sister, how did your audience with his majesty go?"
Inazuma simple bow before him, tried to understand his name. "Juan Gar-What? But yes I have important meeting inside and as woman I can't get enter on my own."
"Khh." Kyouka growls as soon as she saw Oichi. "You bitch!" She exclaimed as soon as no one else could see or hear them. Kyouka turns, grabbing her sister by the neck. "You... what did you drug me with." She hissed, though Oichi would notice her grip had almost no strength in it.
"I know." She nods. "I...can we still be together while I make up my mind, or do you want me to choose now?"
Jurobei hemmed. "Nanban and religious sect cooperating?" The Lord slowly shook his head. "I will take care of it..." He promised.
Jian smiled and kissed Chitsukiko, he rolled on his back with her on top of him, 'Yes, I would not want to miss your touch. Take your time to decide.' He smiled up at her, giving her butt a squeezed and playful slap, 'It will give me more opportunity to convince you that I am the one you really want.'
"Just call me Juan. I have a membership, and can bring you with me. I'll have to know, though, why you want to get in. I can't let you harm someone, for instance."
The eyes of the entire room fall on the pair, as Oichi easily pulls Kyouka's hand away. "My, my, sister, let's not cause a scene." She grins, guiding Kyouka out of the palace and into the courtyard. "I simply thought that you'd enjoy a little something that would excite you." Oichi leans in. "Last chance to submit, sis."
"I'm happy to hear it." He takes another sip of his tea. "It's good to know that there are still people who value the old ways. Not religious cults or foreign invaders, but the way of the samurai."
She moans. "I'm glad to hear it." She kisses him. "It means a lot to me that you haven't thrown me aside. I promise that I'll give you an answer soon."
Inazuma sigh but decided being little honest. "I get a message to meet some important person inside. No one inside isn't my target, so don't worry, I'm not going to hurt or kill any of your friends."
Juan looks at her appraisingly. "I'll take you at your word. Just know that if you lie, I will slay you." He nods and offers his arm. "Shall we leave? I wonder if you'll come as my servant, or my lover."
'Throw you aside? Far from it,' Jian kissed her, rubbing her butt. His lust was enflamed again, aiming to claim his beautiful Hattori cousin as his woman. He grew hard under her again, eager for her. Entering her gooey pussy once more, Jian started to fuck Chitsukiko with even more vigour and passion than before, trying to prove his love to her and make her his alone. A good while later, both were exhausted from their frantic love-making, their genitals aching pleasurably.
Inazuma accept his arm. "I can come as your lover, but don't be suprise if we will have to separte inside." She look at her yukata. "Do you think it will be right for me to wear or I should borrow something more official?"
Chitsukiko clings to him after their next orgasm, sleepily nodding off. "I...suppose...this isn't the time to tell you... I have a crush on aunty Midori?" She grins, before dozing off.
"Actually, we should stop at a store somewhere. Nearly everyone who goes to the club wears western clothing."
"Khh." Growling as she failed to notice there were still some people around, Kyouka let go of Oichi's neck. Only to have her hand taken, as she's lead into the courtyard. "Tsk. You and your drugs." She hissed, until Oichi leaned in. Kyouka shuddered, the thoughts from earlier rushing back. "Mhh." She bites her lower lip, muffling her moan as her sister whispered into her ear. "P-piss off." Kyouka pushes Oichi away, though with her drained strength, all she'd be able to do is place her hands on Oichi's shoulders if her sister even put up the least bit of resistance.
'Are you trying to go through the whole family?' Jian chuckled, before he kissed her cheek and drifting off to sleep as well.
Inazuma nod worried if she will be able to pay for dress. "So... What western woman wearing in clubs?" She asked.
Jurovei nodded. "A way of the order." He took a sip of tea. "And what are the prospects on the Emperor? Will he be able to guide us through such times? Does he have character?"
