Lady Hisui was genuinely amused, cupping her fingers to her chin as she demurely giggled.
“Shimo congratulated Yuki before she left….” the Ryu said, before sipping her cup of tea. “Granted she scolded Yuki for trying to duck out of the wedding party early, but I heard it with my own ears, young man. I don’t know what you said to Shimo, but I think you managed to make an impression with her.”
It had been a few days since Yuki slipped me that note at the wedding reception, and I hadn’t seen her since, even though the Ryu requested I come over to help chop some firewood. The thing with Lady Hisui is that I wasn’t sure if that was a pretext to get Yuki and I to spend more time together or if she really needed firewood chopped.
It turned out she actually needed firewood to be chopped. According to Lady Hisui,
This story was written in a single sitting. I basically wanted to write some goofy noir story, and didn’t quite manage.