The restaurant was in Edo style, with it's unpolished Tatami mats and traditional Japanese art. There was a foot of snow outside so Kutzu and Namie scurried to the front door so they could get inside. Kutzu lifted the cold door knocker and let is slip between her fingers back onto the door. The sound of knocking echoed the empty halls. Another maiko opened the door and bowed deeply.
"Kutzu-San! My sister," She said as she hugged Kutzu. "This must be your little sister! What is your name? I'm Sumi!"
Namie bowed and uttered her name. "Namie Lao," she said as she bowed again.
"This is my actually sister," Kutzu explained as she pointed to the chirpy blue haired girl with cherry lips.
Sumi smiled and widened her eyes. "You have a very polite little sister!" Stated Sumi.
Kutzu nodded and said, "Shall we?"
Sumi led the way into a dark hallway filled with cooks and geishas. There were many big rooms in the restaurant. Namie was led to the grandest room out of all of them, filled with women and men of all ages. As she entered the grand room, the men and women all started to clap loudly. So loud that Namie felt the floor rumble under her feet.
"Time to do your dance," Kutzu whispered into Namie's ear.
Namie nodded and gulped a big gulp. While she stretched for the dance she wondered if she would make a mistake. She also wondered if her mom was here. There are so many people here, she might as well be here.
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Book #1: The Wind and The Rain: Kutzu and Namie
Ficțiune istoricăAfter receiving a tragic letter from her dad, nine year old Namie Lao decides to travel on the journey of the most glamorous life of that time. When meeting her "older sister" and new friends, she learns that life is short, she only has a short amou...
