Chitsukiko nods. "I can handle the sight of a few breasts, Jian." Shintaro leads the two of them out into the city, to a long street with red lanterns lit in front of all the buildings, bathing the cobblestones in a sanguine glow. He heads into a large building with flowers all around it, and Jian's senses are assaulted as he follows. This place is classier than his mother's haunt by a thousandfold, with incense burning to fill the air with a mix of fragrances. Truly beautiful and truly erotic men and women walk around, talking and laughing with their clients in a common area decorated in red and gold, expensive foreign liquors being imbibed at a bar. A guard, incredibly tall with slate black skin, nods to Shintaro. "She's on her break, go right up. You'll have to wait a while for the mother." Shintaro thanks the man and slips him some coins as a tip.
Together, the trio head up a set of stairs and move down a hallway. Shintaro knocks on a door, before sliding it open, revealing a woman lying on a bed.
"Father?" She sits up. "Err, who are your-, is that?" Shintaro nods. "Jian, meet Amalia, your sister." He points to Chitsukiko. "This is Chitsu, Jian's woman." Amalia bolts up and rushes to Jian, hugging him tight. "It's so good to meet you!"