Inazuma smile and drink next cup.
"Someone after my own heart." She smiles, moving past the counter to show Midori the items. "Here are a number of scrolls and books teaching various spells. I've translated most of the western ones into Hattori." She holds up a small, emerald encrusted tiara. "This can make you more convincing and increase your ability to be diplomatic." She puts the tiara down, holding up a dagger. "Cut someone with this, and you'll be able to know how far they are from you, and in what direction. With a map, you can use the information to pinpoint their location at any time, as long as they're within five miles. Speaking of maps..." She holds up a nanban map of the world. "With this, you'll be able to understand foreign cultures more easily, their habits and customs, what to say and not to say, that kind of thing. So," she holds up her hand, "any of that interest you, or should I show you some more?"
"I'm sorry." He puts a hand on her shoulder. "You're a lovely woman, and I don't mean to cause you pain." He sighs. "I'm supposed to take you to the top floor."
"I'd very much like that." Sengoku stands to return the bow, and lets Jurobei leave. As Jurobei walks out of the palace, a few Yokuboo samurai around him as guards, towards the castle lent to Clan Yokuboo, Jurobei sees a beautiful mainland woman looking at him.
She heads off towards the gardens, gesturing for him to follow.
"Then I suppose I'll be sleeping a lot with you." He licks, sucks and bites all over her breasts, ravaging them with affection.
The clan samurai hang back, though they keep him in sight. The woman is in the garden, picking at flowers, before looking over at Jurobei. "Lord Yokuboo. My mistress, the empress, sends her regards."
They head up into a large attic storage room. It's mostly dark, light only coming from a few circular windows. Kasawara faces Inazuma, and so far no one's come here. "I wasn't lying before. You're a lovely woman, and I won't let any harm come to you, regardless of what happens here."
“Hmm... all of these seem useful... but for the moment I am unlikely to go to foreign lands, so the map is not something I need. I know a person who might be interested, but I'll have to check and make sure first. The dagger is also something I don't need at the moment. Now the tiara might be useful, and I think it will look good on me.” Midori commented as she examined each of the offered items. “Let me take a closer look at the scrolls and books – I could use a new addition to my repertoire...”
Inazuma look at him sure what he mean, as they enter to empty storage room.
"Maybe I should mke you my official mistress?" SHintaro squeezes her chest eagerly.
She sees that one book teaches how to create a simple offensive fireball, strong enough to immolate a single person, and with practice, a small group. Another spell does something very similar to the tiara, enhancing her diplomatic skills. A small script of paper marks out how to perform a shadow clone spell, summoning an identical copy of one's self that can be commanded by the user and interact with the physical world to a small extent.
"It's complicated. What I told you was true, to an extent, but I do know more than I was letting on." Ksawara nods. "I can't explain yet." A feminine voice comes from the darkness. "What, girl, would you do to be free?"
The woman giggles. "A meeting? My mistress simply sent me here to ensure you that you're a most welcome guest here in the capital. Well, she did have one question: How long have you had a former retainer of the emperor Gotaka in your employ?" Jurobei genuinely has no idea what she's talking about.
"Why not? Maybe I'd mind if you were my wife, but what does it matter to me what my mistress does in her free time? I just want you, I don't want to chain you, Red." He grins. "Well, maybe once in a while, just for fun."
Inazuma look in the darkness.