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why is life so cruel? why am i forced to go against the one i love? is this love really meant for another life?
akami ayame was an unfortunate soul who was forcefully turned into a demon by kibutsuji muzan, bein...
Kyojuro's heart fluttered watching as ayame delicately danced, even though there were two other maidens dancing with her his eyes could only see her.
With all his attention focused on her he wasn't aware of a suspicious man slipping something in a cup with a sneer.
The dance ended, ayame and zenitsu hurriedly got of the stage before the madam made them continue with a loud exhale, she turned her head towards the crowd noticing kyojuro intensely staring her with his owly eyes and a smile.
"Good job ayam-ayako! That was a beautiful performance, you to young zenko!"
He complimented them as they walked over to join him and his costumers, which he surprisingly had a lot of.
"Ayako? Is that your name young lady? My and here I thought you were warabahime!"
A man said with a grin rubbing his hands together while staring at her with a narrowed gaze, ayame awkwardly smiled besides kyojuro holding the hem of his sleeve making him frown.
"Are you new here ayako chan? I'm sure you are or else how could I have never seen someone as lovely as you in this house"
"Thank you...okyakusama"
"Don't be so shy come on have a drink with me"
The man said raising a glass towards ayame.
"I really shouldn't"
"Come on just one glass"
Kyojuro frowned as he tried to stand up to say something he was pulled down by ayame shaking her head.
"Then just one, before I go"
She accepted the cup and gulped it down before tapping it on the table and standing up to leave.
"I'll go on ahead and look for hinatsuru san"
She whispered with a smile leaving, walking down the halls she scanned across the people passing by her with no signs of the said woman. "I should report this to tengen san first" she thought heading towards her own room after roaming about.
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She closed the shoji behind her turning on the light on her desk, she sat down and began to write. Sketching down all the knowledge she had obtained so far, from chatter by the other workers to her meeting with warabahime.
After finishing her report she folded the letter in preparation to hand to the kasugai crow flying above the rooftops, that is until she heard the shoji behind her slide open with deep slow footsteps approaching her from behind.
She glanced to the side as a shadow of a man appeared it was the same man as before with a repulsive intoxicated expression, a hand reached out towards her but just before he was able to make contact with her ayame broke the silence.
"Did you need something okyakusama? I'm sure there's plenty of people to help you"
"Im surprised you knew I was here, did the drug perhaps not work? Are prostitutes these days bing trained to have an immunity to it? Well no matter it's all the same isn't it my cute little ayako chan"
