→Temple Building

@(芸者)Sungjong Upon entry the boy was presented with a feast. He smiled.

'at least i won't starve.'

The boy mumbled. Quite normal for a guy his age, whose main concerns are getting laid and eating. He's no different. He squatted on the floor eyeing the table laden with various foods and sweets. He even saw liquor which is very typical in this setting.

Waiting for the Geisha to serve him, he stared at her signalling her to start. She's quite pretty with strong features so he's okay with it. He at least get to be treated like a royalty here.

@Zelo Sungjong sighed once he was in the room he was assigned to meet with his guest. Over a time or preparation of getting the male geisha ready. Sungjong's pale face was painted elegantly and had some blossoms near his eyes. Once the door slid open. Sungjong opened his eyes and looked up at the man that had walked in. Thank god for his women like features, he would've gotten killed by now if they found out he was a man.

@(芸者)Sungjong The boy still garb in his keikogi and hakama walked inside the geisha house taking the tenugui out of his head, he wiped his perspiration across his forehead. Craning his neck every each door he passes curious as to what people are doing inside. Like a normal, healthy and able young boy, his hormones are rocket high. He walked further until finally he reached his destination. The servant motioned him to enter. With much hesitation he did.

Earlier. About an hour ago, he was practicing kenjutsu with one of the brothers and he accidentally hit the other's head hard causing the brother to collapse. It was him who made this appointment and since the brothers at the dojo were the ones who is taking care of the injured brother, he off course been delegated to the task of coming here to fulfill the other's appointment. Thus explain his hesitation to go and the reason of why is he garb as such.

The sliding door opened and he entered.

Sungjong sighed as he walked up the steps towards the temple, the kimono that he was wearing dragged along after him as the gentle breeze blew through his hair. The geisha stopped around midway as he looked around at the view, as his kimono hung around his body. Sungjong's shoulders deflated as he once again hadn't found a place for him to practice his dance routine especially for the guests. And already, he was assigned a guest whom he had to meet at the top of the temple hill where the sacred temple stood. " Why me? " the geisha whispered before continuing his journey up the stairs.

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