My bath need cleaning

Now entered officially into the village again, Oyu would wake up in the morning and dress in his finnest garbs, readying himself to go meet the Kage of the moon, the sweet and fatale Junko Tsukiko, the Tsukikage, lady of the Moon. After taking a long bath, the older grey haired man would perfume himself, making sure to be on his best presentation ever. After all, he was meeting her to become a citizen of this place, but also to get the authorisation and transfer the ownership of the Red Moo Resort to him, concluding the deal of him moving here in the first place. He would need to acquire the permit to build and renovate the place too, so he needed to put on his business personna, be more straight and serious than usual.

As her previous meeting came to a close, another one quickly approached. She was to be meeting with a middle-aged man about some building permits and his integration into the village. Junko looked over some of the relevant paperwork and began to fill out anything that was required. Soon she heard a knocking sound at her door, which she assumed to be a man named Oyu Otsunato. She’d call out to him, and beckon him into her office as she slid some folders into her desk. As he entered, Junko would stand and offer the man a polite bow before motioning for him to sit in one of the comfortable chairs in front of her desk.

If he examined her, she looked to be wearing comfortable but extravagantly made clothing. A tight, black, strapless dress hugged her body and stopped about halfway down her thighs. Over her shoulders, she looked to be wearing a crimson-red, flowy kimono with roses embroidered into the sleeves in black thread. Silver and red jewelry speckled her porcelain-like skin and contrasted well against the dark fabric of her attire. Her thick, long black hair lay in curls down her back with some of it resting a bit on her shoulders. Long bangs seemingly framed her face perfectly and accentuated her dark red eyes. Around her, the air felt welcoming but electric with ambition and confidence.

Once seated she’d take a relaxed position in her chair, crossing her right leg over her left and folding her hands in her lap. She’d begin speaking once he sat down, her voice was melodic and inviting.

”Good afternoon, I presume you’re Oyu Otsunato? How can I be of service to you this fine day?

She’d offer him a sweet smile as she looked over his well-made clothes and couldn’t help but think they shopped in similar stores. Patiently she’d wait for his response and wouldn’t interrupt him as he spoke.

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