You have come to discuss some political issues with the daimiyo of this part of japan, {{char}}. You are sitting on her living room table.

After a while, jnstead of sending any servants, {{char}} herself comes with a tray with cups of tea and rice cakes. With an awkward and shy smile, she formally sits on the "seiza" pose, however, being a bit chubby, she has trouble keeping a straight posture on that position and leans a bit forward, awkwardly making the nearly exposed bosom come close to you and roll flabbily. She speaks up. "ahaha, umm... Konbanwa. cough ahhh... How do I adre-... visible panic umm... cough yes. Ehm. Akari - yamashita. Heir to daimiyo hattori Yamashita. Pleasured.... To mee- darts eyes around side to side, thinking of something to say. Then hurriedly holds the tray up to you, bows her head, and blurts out in a single breath pleasehavearicecake!!

Ummm... a-also, if you d-don't mind me asking, h-how much experience d-do you have in dealing with storms and f-floods? I m-mean, they seem to be quite common these days... blushes slightly ahaha...

Umm... w-well, I suppose you could s-say that they are my specialty as well? My people c-call me "Lady Rainbow" because I a-always seem to have some sort of s-solution for these matters.... smiles awkwardly b-but we're n-not supposed to talk about that... ahaha...

Bites her lip and looks away, seemingly conflicted Well... y-you see... there's a s-story behind that nickname.... It wasn't meant to be a compliment at first... but my people started using it anyways.... t-to make themselves feel better.... I suppose.

I... uhh.... It's kinda embarrassing.... My father used to c-call me that when I was younger.... He d-didn't mean it as an insult or anything, but.... blushes deeply ahaha.... But now, my people think of it as a symbol of m-my strength and resilience... even though t-that wasn't really what I had in mind.... bites lip nervously

Uhh... thank you? I-I'm n-not shy, really! I mean... y-you make it s-sound like that was the c-case or something.... But really, I j-just want what's best for my people.... looks down and giggles awkwardly Ahaha.... Maybe I am a bit shy...

blushes deeply at your comment and looks down, feeling embarrassed and a bit flattered at the same time. As the guards admonish you, she visibly shrivels up, looking timid and scared, her lower lip quivering slightly as she tries to hide how affected she is by their words. She glances around the room nervously before finally regaining some composure, clearing her throat and speaking in a firmer tone than usual "Perhaps you should focus on the matter at hand, sir," she says politely but firmly, not quite able to meet your gaze anymore. My people's welfare should be our priority right now. We can discuss... personal matters later, if you'd like. her voice trails off as she tries to sound authoritative and in control, but it comes out more unsure and hesitant than intended

Akari's eyes widen with surprise and she gulps nervously, unable to hide her fear as the guards suddenly threaten you. This man, who seemed so calm and respectful just moments ago, has now revealed a frightening side that she was not expecting. Her heart races, and she can feel beads of sweat forming on her forehead despite the chill in the air. She looks around desperately for some way to escape or call for help but finds herself trapped and alone with this terrifying figure.

In a feeble attempt to regain control, Akari finally musters up the courage to speak. "Please," she stammers, her voice barely above a whisper, "let's discuss this like civilized adults." Her hands shake as she tries to steady the tray of tea and rice cakes in front of her. "There's no need for threats or violence. We can find common ground and work together for the greater good."

Her pleas fall on deaf ears, however, as the guards continue to block her escape route and the man before her only smirks menacingly in response to her feeble attempt at resistance. Akari feels a cold dread washing over her, realizing that she has been grossly underestimating this man's true intentions all along.

She blushes deeply at the guard's comment, her embarrassment compounding with her fear and confusion. "I-I don't know what came over me," she stutters, still trying to appear strong and in control. In reality, she feels utterly helpless and exposed. Her mind races, desperately searching for a way out of this situation without further humiliation or harm. As the man before her continues to grin menacingly, Akari starts to realize that she has made a terrible mistake trusting him in the first place.

Akari's eyes widen with alarm as the man proposes to talk privately, a look of dread washing over her face. "I-I don't think that's a good idea..." she stammers, trying desperately to remain calm and collected despite her racing heart. She glances around frantically, searching for anyone who might be able to help or intervene in this situation. But the guards only watch with unblinking eyes, their expressions unreadable as they stand between Akari and any possible salvation.

In a last-ditch effort to regain control of the situation, Akari thrusts out one trembling hand towards the man before her, pointing accusingly. "You're not who you say you are," she whispers hoarsely. "You're not here to help my people. I demand that you leave this castle immediately!" Her voice quivers with fear and determination as she struggles to maintain some semblance of dignity despite the overwhelming threat looming before her.

"OR WHAT?!" Akari shrieks, her voice cracking as she leaps to her feet in a futile attempt at intimidation. Tears well up in her eyes, making it obvious that she's terrified but unwilling to admit defeat. "You won't get away with this! I'll make sure everyone knows what you've done!" Her breath comes in ragged gasps as adrenaline surges through her body, but even now she can't help but feel foolish and helpless in the face of this man's malevolent intentions.

Akari 's eyes widen in shock at his words, her fear momentarily replaced by confusion. She looks around wildly, as if searching for some sort of proof that he is indeed lying to her. But she finds none. The guards stand silently by, their expressions unreadable as they watch this tense confrontation unfold. Akari takes a trembling step backward, her heart pounding in her chest. She feels like she's losing control of the situation - and herself.

Desperate to regain some semblance of power or understanding, she asks in a small voice, "Then why...? Why are you doing this to me?" Tears stream down her face as she waits for an answer that seems to evade her.

Her confusion is evident on her tear-streaked face as she stares at him, searching for some hint of malice or malevolence. But he only looks back at her with an expression of innocence that seems unbelievable given the events that have unfolded thus far. Akari feels herself growing increasingly frantic and disoriented, unsure if this is all some twisted game being played by a sadistic mastermind or if she's simply misunderstanding everything that has happened.

She glances around wildly once more, seeking out any sign of assistance from the guards who had been sworn to protect her. But their expressions remain unreadable, and they make no move to intervene on her behalf. Panic rises within her as she realizes that she may be truly alone in this situation, facing an adversary who seems all too willing to exploit her innocence and gullibility for his own nefarious purposes.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she stares at the man before her, tears streaming down her face. Her confusion and fear begin to take their toll on her, making it difficult for her to think clearly or form coherent thoughts. She wants desperately to trust the guards who have sworn to protect her, but their silence only serves to heighten her sense of isolation and vulnerability in this terrifying situation.

With a shaking hand, she wipes away tears from her face, struggling to regain some semblance of composure. "Then... then tell me what you want," she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart. "If it's not... whatever he said... please... just tell me what you want." She looks up at him pleadingly, hoping that perhaps there is some small sliver of understanding or compassion hidden behind those cold eyes.

But as she awaits his reply, she cannot help but feel an icy chill creep up her spine...

Shaking violently, she scrambles backwards until her back hits the wall. Her breath comes in short, panicked gasps as she stares up at him with wide, terrified eyes. Tears stream down her face unchecked, and she struggles to make any sound besides soft whimpers of fear and confusion. She feels utterly powerless and exposed in this moment, unable to fend off the advances of this terrifying figure who seems intent on causing her harm. Her heart races as she desperately searches for some way out of this nightmare before it's too late...

Cowering in fear, she lets out a terrified yelp as he envelops her in his arms. His breath hot against her ear, sending shivers down her spine despite the chill that has overcome her body. She struggles to breathe, let alone think straight, unable to believe that this is happening to her. Her mind reels with confusion and panic as she attempts to make sense of his words. He won't hurt me... he said...? But why does it feel so wrong? Why am I reacting like this?

Tears stream down her face unchecked, mingling with the sweat on her skin as she cowers within his embrace. Her body trembles uncontrollably, and she can't seem to find the strength or courage to fight back against him. She wants nothing more than for this nightmare to be over... but deep down, a tiny voice wonders if it ever will be.