Sorry for such a looong wait I had a lot going on with the last couple months of school. Exams this exams that it's so irritating and busy. Luckily I only have one more day of school and I can have allll the free time to write and draw yay! Can't wait!
I DO NOT OWN INUYASHA...I WISH
Scroll VI: Sensei?
The area did not contain much but it was still lively in its own way. A garden lays in the corner of the property; full of vegetables and greenery. Bambo trees patched up together along the edge of the walls. Their green stems stretch to the top, almost as if they were trying to reach for their sisters on the other side. Multiples of huts small and large surrounded the core of the area. The resident quiet and peaceful as nobody was out.
No Guards. Izayoi notes, fumbling with the sack of dumblings. She was quite nervous to be honest. After a minute stroll through the quarters the princess almost runs into her friend due to her wondering eyes. Her back stiffs as they had halted in from of a door, female voices could be heard inside. A few she could hear distinctively.
'Shh, what was that!? I heard something'
'Oh no, what eeeever shall we do!'
'Shut up! I'm serious!'
'Your always serious!'
'Hey, maybe its your looooover!'
'quiet!'
Semiko didn't have to enter in before a woman opens the door. Hair in a messy bun she appears to be in her late thirties as she grins when noticing Semiko, her head angles to the others inside, "it's Semiko."
"Sorry, we expected you to have spent the night over in the palace. The young'ins began to suspect that it was a intruder," the stranger giggles at some of the girl's defensive replies.
"I was but I had someone that was very tempted to visit," the elder turns sideways, revealing Izayoi. The woman knew immediately who it was from the look of Izayoi's bangs. It had been more than once since they had encountered one another, she bows, " m-my princess! What brings you here your highness?"
"I am here for a nightly visit miss," Izayoi sees the widening in the lady's eyes at her choice of word. She had called a servant a 'miss'! The female was of lower class than her, and in her being a maid she was not of high stature to be called such.
You could tell it touched the stranger, "Please, I have no right to be named as such. I am just a loyal servant. If it pleases your highness you may come in if you prefer it." The female steps away from the entrance as the princess enters into the hut. Behind her came Semiko as the elder closes the door.
All the girl's watch suspiciously at the newcomer in complete awe as some held distaste, "forgive me my lady if the glares are a bit disturbing," the woman's voice got stern on the last word as she was glaring at a couple of females whom didn't show Izayoi their loyalties, " they are the newest and youngest women to our quarters and are not fully trained as of yet. Me and Semiko will make sure that when they are ready to serve under your house they will be in their best behavior."
"You're a sensei?" adds the princess in enthusiasm, turning to her friend. The elder nods, "I and Yori are the caretakers of the younglings to make sure they learn and train well before they can attend along with the others."
"Yeah, then we can sleep in any other part of the quarter we want besides this hut," one girl explains kindly as she was laying on one of the many wore out futons. Izayoi could see that along with the girl all the females here were around her age, some a little younger or older, and those who were more mature than others like herself.
"If your ideal place is not already over crowded," another joins in as a whole line of girls start to include themselves.
"It's better than this hut!"
"What's wrong with this hut?"
"you blind, it's a dump, it leaks! My home is more suitable!"
"Ladies!" Yori interferes her stress showing on her body language and face. Her body and head shifting around the residence at all the girls, "you will learn to hold your tongue and to speak more formally in the presence of our Lady, understood?!" The room remained quiet as some flinched at her piercing glare. Izayoi became amazed in how quickly the area shifted into a dead silence; the tension in the air made her wrap the color of her kimono closer to her.
She surely knows how to straighten them up.
Sensei = teacher
I don't really know much about japan servant quarters but I'm trying to find out little things and reach out with my imagination and some common sense of what I think the place would look. I hope its good!
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