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Mizu fidgeted with her sword as she waited in one of the many private rooms within Madame Kaji's brothel house. The samurai was pretending as if she needed to polish her sword despite already knowing she has done that this morning, but she didn't know how else to ignore her growing nerves since the repetitive motion helped to keep her mind calm despite the fact that at any minute you would arrive to supposedly show her how sex was an art. She didn't know why she had agreed to Madame Kaji's offer, maybe it was curiosity or maybe it was because she felt herself craving intimacy, but now that she was here she felt herself growing cold feet.
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