Volume 1, Chapter 133 - Nanako’s Decision
Translator: Snoring Dragon
Under the moon, in the quiet, simple and elegant courtyard, a few of the early autumn fireflies danced in the grass and trees in front of the stage.
Nanako of the Saionji clan was sitting in her room, looking at the night view outside, in a pink yukata.
She had just taken a bath and her charming hair was now loose, and some water was dripping on her shoulder.
Nanako’s big and pure eyes seemed to become quieter with the change of her hairstyle. Compared to her wayward nature in daily life, there was a bit of worry and kindness in her.
She didn’t know why, since Nanako was kidnapped by the enemy, her temperament was not as arrogant as before. In her proud and clear eyes, there was more gentleness and concern.
Nanako unconsciously put her fingers on her pink lips but her mind was a little chaotic just like the flustered firefly.
“Hmph, that big-breasted woman has been suffocating herself in the room for the past two days. She managed to learn that Ukiyo-e but didn’t seem to realize the true meaning of the painting! Even so, she keeps on persisting!”
“She didn’t listen to the master’s advice and insisted on learning. The master has already said that she couldn’t understand the real meaning of painting only by drawing on paper. But why didn’t she go to find a female samurai for practice?”
Nanako’s eyes stayed on the glowing firefly under the night but her eyes seemed to be hypnotized. “Is it because she doesn’t have any connection in Sugura town since this is her first time here? Is that why she couldn’t find a female samurai? Hum! It’s none of my business!” That said, Nanako laid down, but she tossed about and couldn’t sleep. Expplôre uptodate stories at no/vel//bin(.)com
“Looking at her frown every day is putting this lady in a bad mood!”
Nanako got up again. Her eyes were a little distracted in the middle of the night as though covered with a layer of fog. She stood up and walked out of the room barefoot, leaving her hair loose without braiding. Unconsciously, she walked along the corridor through the courtyard toward Lily’s room.
“I wonder if the big breasted woman has realized anything...”
At this time, Lily, as Nanako expected, fell into a bottleneck. She was dressed in white and sat in her room. The room was full of paper and she was practising painting.
“Obviously, the technique is very mature, but why can’t I understand a trace of Drawing concept? What is the meaning of Drawing concept? Do I really have no talent?” Lily mumbled and touched the piece of Ukiyo-e. She felt like she was flower viewing from horseback and couldn’t comprehend the deeper meaning of the painting.
Some are talented in painting while others are not. One should face it calmly.
However, Lily couldn’t just resign herself to fate like this.
“Do I really need to find a female samurai to let me paint on her body in order to get some insight?”
Lily shook her head. The master said that if a woman paints on other women, they would not have any special feelings. Also, what could happen between two women? Without special feelings, wasn’t that just the same as drawing on white paper?
Nanako turned around again and looked at the lonely figure of Lily through the crack of the door.
The crystal clear tears falling from the beautiful face were like the ice dropping into Nanako’s warm heart.
The feeling of heartache and pity welled up involuntarily.
“Is that senior sister her relative? An important person?
I thought she was just a big-breasted woman who admired violence and liked to bully others. Did she also bear such a sad fate?
Did she pursue martial arts at all costs to save her sister, the most important person in her heart?
“Kagami Lily... I never knew that you are a woman with such deep feelings and a sad past...”
Not long after, Lily wiped her tears. After crying for a little while, she felt relieved. It was impossible for this little difficulty to stop her determination.
“Knock! Knock!”
There seemed to be a small knock on the door.
“Who?” Lily asked.
But no answer came from outside the door.
Someone just slipped a note under the door.
Lily sorted her clothes slightly. After all, she looked a little indecent after crying that much earlier. She opened the door but found that there was no one outside.
She picked up the note and opened it for a look. It said: “Come to the hut in the west courtyard at midnight.”
There was no signature on it, but looking at the handwriting, it should be written by a girl. Moreover, the handwriting seemed somewhat familiar.
Lily looked at the orchid in the elegant yet slightly mysterious courtyard under the dim lighting of the night.
Her breasts naturally raised up and down along with the rhythm of her breathing.
“Come to the hut in the west courtyard at midnight? What?” Lily was confused and didn’t know what she should do with this.