"Mr. Mitsui, what brings you here so late at night?" Chiba Yuki backed up half a step until she was pressed against the folding screen, her fingernails digging into her palm just to keep her voice steady.
Mitsui Genichiro's greedy gaze swept over the curves of her body beneath her plain white robe. His Adam's apple bobbed as he let out a hoarse laugh. "I hear you had a guest today. Who was it, and where are they?"
Chiba Yuki quickly shook her head. "You must be joking, sir. I've just opened, so I haven't had any business yet..." 'I finally got a customer, and a good one, too. I can't let this nasty old man ruin things.'
However, she was rudely cut off before she could finish.
"Haha, I have my informants watching. They said someone went in this morning and never came out. Since you won't talk, I'll just have to look for myself." Mitsui Genichiro's withered palm slapped down on the gilded censer, startling a few specks of crimson ash into the air.
