hirana kizumi
death before dishonor.
groupCloud Shinobi
age 37 years old
birthday october 13
rank jounin
occupation raikage
We will take the premium luxury one. The attendant squealed in delight, while Kazue’s face scrunched in on itself.
"Now now,” the attendant gushed, "don’t make that face, darling, you’ll get premature wrinkles. We’ll discuss payment at the end of the visit, hmm? Don’t worry about such things right now—now is your time to relax and experience the wonderful healing qualities of our baths. Come, come!”
The woman emerged from behind the counter, revealing thin, spidery limbs swathed in a thin, silky kimono that draped from her body like bedsheets on a clothesline. It was an odd effect, Kazue pondered: the image of wealth and luxury, but the woman herself was as substantial as a ghost.
She went on chattering as she ushered the girls down a long hallway. There were elegant, dark-wood sliding doors lining the hallway, and voices floated out from behind seemingly all of them; murmured conversations, loud laughter, the faint clinking of plates. It seemed like the rumors were true: this business was bustling.
"You’re in luck,” the woman was saying, "you’ve taken our last available package for the evening, you know! All of our other rooms have been rented out. I’m so glad we were able to get you young ladies in—I shudder to think what would have happened if we had to turn you away! Some of the other hot springs in this nation—” the woman tutted, her pink tongue darting out from between richly red-painted lips. " —they’re just not up to par, I’m afraid.” She beamed. "But you know that already; you’re here, after all!”
Finally, at the very end of the hallway, the woman stopped and slid a door open. There was a small room within, richly and comfortably furnished. A low table, seating cushions, elegant decoration—it was, visually, a premium luxury experience.
"I’ll be back shortly with refreshments,” the attendant said brightly. "Will you lovely girls be needing to rent yukata tonight? I would be happy to return with a selection if so.”
Again, uncertain, Kazue looked down at herself, and then to Hana, as if to ask: what do you think? But before she could voice the question, the attendant asserted to Kazue: "You’ll absolutely need one, my dear, I have just the design in mind that will be a wonderful compliment to that sallow complexion of yours. And for you, lovely?”
This last question the attendant posed to Hana, while Kazue blushed furiously and mouthed the word sallow resentfully to her feet.
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