Ju San's eyelashes fluttered and her doe eyes slowly opened. She blinked her bloodshot, tired eyes and decided she did not have enough energy to lift her head. The side of her face was pressed against the cold bathroom tile. The servant had a splitting headache, and she grit her teeth at the pain. She discovered that her gritting her teeth also hurt; her jaw muscles were very sore for reasons she was not sure of. Her stomach hurt like hell, and she thought that at any given moment she would hurl. The rest of her body was just as sore as it had been the first night she had spent with Naki.
Suddenly, something struck her: what am I doing on the bathroom floor?
Ju San slowly lifted her head and gazed around at her surroundings. She was laying flat on her stomach in the center of Naki's bathroom. She looked from side to side; but her boyfriend was nowhere in sight. She went to get up, and then realized she could not. Her hands were bound behind her back. Ju San panicked for a moment, and then calmed herself.
I'm sure there's a reasonable explanation for this, she thought.
She arched her back and twisted her hands at an awkward angle and went to work trying to untie whatever was holding her hands behind her. After about five minutes, she finally loosened the knot and was able to untie herself. Body aching worse than it ever had, Ju San managed to bring herself to her knees. She held what had bound her hands out in front of her, and her stomach lurched when she saw what it was. In her hands she held Hooguro's scarf.
Oh god, she thought. Hooguro.
What exactly had she done? She slung the scarf around her neck and began to crawl toward the counter. Tears welled in her eyes with each movement. Every muscle felt like it was on fire, and her wrists were badly bruised. When she reached the counter, Ju San used a shaking, bruised hand to help pull herself up. She stumbled to balance herself, and then looked at herself in the mirror. And her heart almost stopped.
She was completely naked aside from a white men's dress shirt. The shirt was unbuttoned, exposing her body. What bothered her even more was the fact that her neck, chest, and stomach was covered in small, round bruises. She stumbled and held her aching head, trying to remember exactly what the hell she'd done.
She closed her eyes tight and tried to go back through her memories. Ju San remembered the party. Miza had been giving her boyfriend to much to drink. So she had gone into the kitchen, and Naki had almost peed on the floor. Nijuhachi escorted him to the restroom. And then Scarf Man had come into the kitchen and thrown up. His friend had come in a tried to take him. The man's words bounced around in Ju San's head:
'Pretty little things like yourself are not the type of people he should be around drunk.'
Ju San swallowed hard. She hoped that she didn't know what he meant by that. So she had insisted on keeping him, but he was too drunk to get any info out of. I took him upstairs and hid him in a closet. Ju San bit her lip. I kissed him to keep him quiet. Then she had gone downstairs, and Ni and Ichi had taken very intoxicated Naki to bed. Then what? I started drinking.
No no no, she thought. Why would I do that? What did I do once I was drunk?
Her stomach churned, and she thought she was going to throw up in the sink. Ju San decided that the best thing right now was a hot shower. Not only would it help her sore muscles, but it would help her relax and try to think clearly about… Whatever she'd done.
The man's shirt she was wearing was large, so she wrapped it around herself to cover herself up. She shuffled towards to door and slowly opened it. And Ju San almost passed out at what she saw. The lights were still on; that was odd. It was 5:00 in the morning, so it was still dark outside. Naki was sprawled out in the center of the bed, completely naked. That was actually pretty normal. Made made things not normal was the fact that there was a naked man in the bed beside Naki. The naked man was 'Scarf Man' himself, and Ju San thought she was going to drop to the floor right then and there.
Horrified and now not sure if she wanted to know what had happened, Ju San left the room. She was cold, and the probably see through dress shirt was not helping to keep her warm. She made it to the shower downstairs where the female servants showered.
Ju San closed the door and let the shirt slip to the floor. She examined her bruised wrists, and then also laid the scarf down. She rubbed her tired eyes and started the water. When it was hot, she got off the side of tub and climbed in. She let the hot water run over her, helping sooth her aching muscles. For reasons she was not sure of, Ju San felt… Dirty. She took the soap and began to lather her body. When she was covered in soap, she began to scrub it off. Her pale skin turned pink and shone. Suddenly, a loud rap on the door startled her.
"Um," she said, speaking for the first time since she awoke tied up on the bathroom floor. "Come in."
The door creaked open, and Ju San stayed behind the curtain. She was confused; the servants would not be up for another two and a half hours.
"Um, hey," a male voice said awkwardly.
Ju San jumped at that; the men weren't supposed to come in here!
"Who's there?" she snapped.
"I—I think you have my shirt and scarf."