Firestone Hot Springs kutsurogi no jikan

now shinjou is prying again. kaede finds herself unsure of how to shield herself while not refusing the samurai his answers.

she knows that he is intelligent, that he understands her father has arranged no such thing. perhaps shinjou will even come to assume that her father has no ability.

kaede dips to the feminine. a woman does not have to reply. instead she lets a note of shame and another of sorrow wander across the planes of her face.

for all their practiced appearance, the sentiment is genuine.

let shinjou read what he wished.

"masa-sama says after he has gone to moonglow, that he pursues a bounty. this will bring more wealth to your kumi than any other task," is her careful rejoin. there is no one left to pay samurai, but the lady will not name herself destitute.

her smile is tiny and gone again. "who is the boy, shinjou-sama? he does not understand when we speak."