"I've told you already. Mistress took all six of the madams for a walk to see the country in spring. I saw them leave in the direction of the west mountain." The servant boy kept his eyes on his hands as he prepared the tea.
"Buddha protects us." The man sighed in relief, touching his chest. "
The servant boy shook his head expressionlessly, thinking to himself: of course you practice every day, you practice climbing the brothel walls.
