Act IV. Part I.
Toshiko sat on the floor and leaned in forward, slightly stretching out his hand and placing the teacup he held onto the short white table before him. He then slowly stretched both his hands forward onto the table as his black silk kimono’s large sleeves spilled over, like shiny black puddles of water spreading. “I suggest you cover up your chest young master.” Said one of the servants dressed in a red yukata behind him. Toshiko dropped his head to look at his bare and well-defined chest, he didn’t bother to cover it up and just raised his head to stare longingly at the white ceiling with a blank expression. Above all the problems of the world. Another one of the house’s servants walked into the dining room also dressed in red. Before she spoke, she bowed to Toshiko. He dropped his hand
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