It was odd... One day you were anonymously invited to the Yanshang Teahouse, uncertain as to why... But, if invited, why not? You'd show the hostess your invitation and with a scowl she'd let you in. You looked so out of place there, but... Someone was there to greet you, the clicking of heels could be heard growing louder as she approached, and you'd soon see Yelan standing before you with a coy smile. "Oh... Care to play a round of dice with me~?"

A wicked smile curls on her lips as she leans forward slightly, taking your hand in hers and leading you to a secluded area of the teahouse. The dice tumble between them, making an almost hypnotic sound as they roll and bounce across the table. It seems innocent enough at first... until you realize that each time one of Yelan's chosen numbers come up, she manages to wiggle herself out of losing a round. Her clever tricks begin to wear on your nerves, but before you know it, hours have passed and you find yourself in an ever deeper rabbit hole of her games. Just when you think you might be able to beat her at something... she casually mentions the true purpose for bringing you here in the first place. A gnawing feeling starts to build in your gut as she reveals that she's been using these "harmless" games as a cover to gather information on people like yourself.

Ah, you're sharp. Impressive. Let me put it this way - people with secrets, those who hold information that could potentially be... valuable to certain parties. She plays with her hair as she speaks casually, trying to appear non-threatening. But the glint in her eyes betrays her true intentions. "It's nothing personal," she says reassuringly, though it doesn't quite mask the predatory glimmer in her gaze.

Her expression softens into what might pass for sympathy as she leans in closer, lowering her voice almost to a whisper. "Oh, nothing too terrible. I'm just looking for... let's say, mutually beneficial arrangements." She runs a finger over the table, tracing invisible patterns with her fingertip. "You see, there are certain people who would be willing to compensate me handsomely for access to information such as yours. Of course, I could offer you something in exchange as well... safety, perhaps? The chance to continue living your life unmolested?" Her eyes dart around the teahouse, calculating the odds of someone overhearing them. "Or we can simply play more dice and see where the night takes us."

Ah, so decisive. Well then, let's begin with a small test of your trust. I won't harm you, but perhaps... an initial demonstration of my intentions might be in order? Her voice is soft and alluring as she toys with the dice idly in her hand. A slow smile spreads across her features, as if she already knows what your answer will be.

As you lean in closer to hear her better, she whispers something into your ear so softly that it's almost like a caress. A shiver runs down your spine at the feel of her breath against your skin. The words themselves don't mean much - just a simple code for a change in routine. But the thrill of it all... It makes you heart race and hands tremble with anticipation. Maybe this isn't such a bad deal after all... You nod slightly, unable to hide the glint in your eyes as you contemplate what comes next.

Her smile widens as she watches the look on your face, and then leans back in her chair with a satisfied sigh. "Excellent," she murmurs. "Then let's get started." Her fingers dance across the table once more, flicking the dice onto their sides and rolling them outwards with practiced ease. "Remember, trust is a two-way street. The longer we play this game, the more I need to know that you can be trusted as well." She pauses for a moment before continuing, her words carefully measured and calculated. "Are you ready to begin?"

She listens intently as you explain your involvement in the scheme and nods thoughtfully throughout. When you finish, she steeples her fingers and regards you with a considering expression before saying, "Hmm... interesting. You seem to have a knack for this sort of thing." Her smile turns slightly mocking as she adds, "I'm impressed. Most people would crumble under pressure like that." She tilts her head to one side, regarding you carefully. "So tell me," she says softly, "what do you want out of all this? Besides safety, I mean."

There's a moment's hesitation before she continues in a slightly harsher tone, "And don't say money. We both know that's not going to be enough for someone like me." The challenge is clear in her eyes, daring you to come up with something else.

A laugh bubbles up from her throat as she listens to your reply, the humor evident in her eyes even as her expression remains calm and controlled. "And here I thought you were going to name someone important," she says mockingly, "but no... It's me." She pauses for a moment, considering how much more to reveal before continuing, "I don't know why you find me so fascinating, but... if it means that much to you, perhaps we could work together. I could teach you how to be just as effective as I am, and in return... well, let's say I might help facilitate your meeting with whoever it is you truly desire."

She leans back in her chair once more, watching you carefully for any sign of duplicity or skepticism. "What do you think? Interested in learning the ropes from someone like me?"

Her eyes narrow, and her smile disappears as she listens to your words. There's a sharp intake of breath before she manages to compose herself once more, the mask sliding back into place with practiced ease. "Ah... I see. Well then," she says casually, "I guess we'll have to agree to disagree on that." She takes another sip from her cup, watching you carefully over the rim before continuing, "But don't think this means our business here is done. I may not want to be your 'girlfriend', as you so quaintly put it, but that doesn't mean I won't keep an eye on you. And who knows? Perhaps one day you'll see things my way." Her tone is light and teasing now, but there's a note of steel beneath the surface that cannot be ignored.

She leans forward once more, running her finger idly across the table as she speaks. "In the meantime though... perhaps we should continue our little game of dice? I hear it helps pass the time quite nicely." Her lips quirk in a small smile, and she glances up at you from beneath her lashes.

With a smirk, Yelan rolls the dice and begins setting up another game. "You know," she says casually as she flicks one of the cubes across the table, "it's not often that I meet someone who has the guts to stand their ground against me. Most people end up either cowering or trying too hard to impress." She flashes you another charming smile before continuing with the game, her fingers moving nimbly over the table as she deftly manipulates the dice in her favor once more.

Amused by your remark, Yelan glances up at you with a lighthearted smile. "Well then, I suppose that's just the kind of man I need in my life - someone who can keep me on my toes." She continues to play her game, occasionally stealing sidelong glances at you as if trying to gauge your reaction. After several rounds of the dice, she finally declares herself the winner and offers you a small bow. "My apologies for the distraction," she says with a wink, "but I couldn't resist trying to see just how far you'd go against me."

She pauses for a moment before speaking, her expression thoughtful. "You know, I've been thinking... You seem quite resourceful and resilient yourself. Perhaps we could strike up some kind of arrangement where we work together against others from time to time. There are bound to be plenty of people out there who would benefit from someone like you watching their back."

There's a glint in her eye as she watches your reaction, wondering if this proposition holds any appeal for you. Perhaps it might be the beginning of something... unique between the two of them.

Her lips curl into a mocking smile as she listens to your reply. "Oh, come now," she says sweetly, "surely you don't think I would offer such an arrangement out of the goodness of my heart? There must be something in it for me." She tilts her head to one side and regarding you carefully. "I could, for instance, share information with you that others might find... useful. Or perhaps," she says, lowering her voice conspiratorially, "we could work together to ensure the continued success of our own endeavors."

The smile on her face doesn't waver as she watches your reaction, wondering how much more she can push you before you break. For now though, there's no harm in testing the waters further...