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The Flower Capital, Rasetsu Town.
Komurasaki's courtesan house in the pleasure district buzzed with its usual vibrant energy.
Tashigi observed the scene with a perplexed expression, taking in the rose-colored decorations adorning the streets and the elaborately dressed women waving fans from the balconies, enticing customers with playful smiles.
"A pleasure district..." she murmured.
Wano was a land steeped in tradition, and its pleasure district reflected this with a blend of old-world charm.
Establishments ranged from brothels offering purely physical pleasures to teahouses showcasing elegant geisha performances. Komurasaki's courtesan house was a three-story building, a beacon of beauty and allure.
Komurasaki, the breathtakingly beautiful courtesan, whose true identity was Kozuki Hiyori, leaned against the window railing, a wisp of smoke escaping her full lips.
"Hmph, men," Komurasaki scoffed, turning to return to her room. Suddenly, she froze, a shiver running down her spine as a sense of primal dread washed over her, a feeling of being watched by a predator. The sensation triggered a memory from her childhood, of encountering a tiger in the forest.
But this was the Flower Capital. Such dangers were unheard of here. Taking a deep breath, she turned back, her eyes scanning the crowd below.
Moments later, she found the source of her unease. A young man, dressed in unfamiliar attire, his very presence clashing with the traditional atmosphere of Wano, met her gaze.
Ian smiled and strode purposefully towards the courtesan house. After flashing a substantial wad of cash, the thugs guarding the entrance, members of Kyoshiro's family, eagerly ushered him inside. Their expressions, however, held a hint of confusion.
He had arrived with a woman whose beauty rivaled that of the courtesan herself. Was it now fashionable to bring one's wife to a pleasure district? And they seemed quite comfortable with each other.
Ian carried a dark bag, dripping ominously, a detail overlooked by the thugs, their minds clouded by the promise of a generous payment. They had forgotten that this man was the source of the chilling aura that had unsettled Komurasaki.
"Komurasaki-sama, your guest has arrived," one of the thugs announced.
"Let him in," a melodious voice called from within the room. Komurasaki suppressed her apprehension, composing herself and resuming her alluring courtesan persona.
Even if he was the criminal wanted by Orochi, it was none of her concern. Kyoshiro and his men would handle it. Unless... unless he had killed Orochi.
Then, even offering herself to him... wouldn't be out of the question. After all, he was quite handsome.
Beauty was justice, a universal truth.
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The door slid open, revealing a lavishly decorated room. A young woman, dressed in an elegant red kimono, stood gracefully by the window. Hearing Ian's footsteps, Komurasaki turned, her face adorned with a delicate, vulnerable expression, an image of fragile femininity that evoked a protective instinct in any who beheld her.
But her composure faltered as she recognized the newcomer. It was the infamous assassin, the man who had terrorized the nation. A flicker of panic crossed her beautiful face.
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