Board Thread:World-wide RP/@comment-28929139-20170710053634/@comment-28929139-20170710230519

"We'll just skip it then. It's not worth risking our heads for us just to see another Slutbox that's probably not even there." Kideme had long since become jaded to the red light district and its shiny toy effect wore off. In their travels, there had been the occasional cathouse that really stood out, like the White Lotus Bathhouse in the land of Hot Water, and the Nude Kabuki in Chikubikicho [non canon], but otherwise, the rest were all essentially the same. Low end to moderately pretty women that dressed to leave little to the imagination, practically shoving it into the faces of drunk men only to be given the treatment they gave most men for the right price. What cuckoldry.

At this point, Kideme continued to travel for the sake of personal growth and on the off chance that she might still find something special to take back home with her. That and the fact that she really did just enjoy the unpredictability of their lifestyle. No two days were ever the same, and even if they did the same thing, their sense of kinship towards each other continued to grow. Life in the teahouse had been grand in that regard, since rather than going different places, people from different places constantly went there. But yes, Kideme wasn't sure how it would be to lead a normal life in the village again. At least, until something bad enough happened that would make her appreciate that which she left behind in the fire country.

For now though, this village was absolutely divine and Kideme shared the sentiment in wanting to linger for a bit longer. It was far too pretty and some of the unique weaponry she saw some of its locals carrying about made her curious to explore the shops. Too, when Tiatsu blatantly admitted that this pleasure house beat out the teahouse, she nodded curtly. She definitely planned on taking back some of this to Konoha and making some big design changes.

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Once Kideme had squared things away with work, the girls got her dressed and made up, giving her a quick rundown of what areas were hers to scour and work. It seemed as though this particular house had something of a freelance system for the women to work by, though they did have consistent everyday staff of women too. There was, of course, a natural sense of friendly competition, but much like at the teahouse, there also seemed to be an unspoken sisterhood among all the showgirls, hosts and escorts.

So when she did come out, Kideme was in a very good mood and not wanting to choke a jealous hooker that was one of the boss's favorites. As she did from time to time, she had her shamisen with her, and when Hayato and Tiatsu greeted her, she waved back with a thumbs up. Before long she was up on a platform, beginning to strum a melody while dancing along for a few men that were enjoying some sake. Unlike the hungry howling dogs at the other places, the gentlemen were chatting amongst themselves, not paying too much mind to Kideme. Though admittedly when parts of her kimono started to droop while she still played without missing a single note? Their eyes were on her.

The woman that Tiatsu paid off to entertain Hayato were more than happy to take the boy off his hands and the Sarutobi lad was escorted off into his own personal cove. Let's just say unless he acted otherwise, he'd learn the true meaning of making a mess that evening.

At the bar, Tiatsu would find it empty for the most part, apart from the barkeep and a single other patron.

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By the way he was dressed, he appeared to be of high standing, and was also seated in a way to survey nearly all the festivities going. He was sipping the last half of his Oolong tea when and if Tiatsu ordered anything and graciously put the cup down without making a single sound.

"It's rare that I see a Southerner around here. And one so young at that, you must be quite experienced." The gentleman declared coolly.

A small smile pulled at the corners of his lips while he glanced toward the back.