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Flashback:
Being showered by compliments for a couple of minutes, I grew flustered before leading them out into the crowd, Uzui laughing at my 'flamboyant' misfortune. He began trying to get some of the houses to take us in as we stood idly by.
Y/N POV (Age 14);
I was the first to go, and rather quickly if I say so myself. Accompanying me was also Zenitsu - now known as Zenko, his alias - as Uzui managed to convince the Kyogoku House into taking us both. Turning my head nervously to face the others, we departed with a shy wave as we followed a lady to the Kyogoku House.
The agreement was that each one of us - Tanjiro, Zenitsu, and Inosuke - would infiltrate one of the 3 houses that Uzui sent his wives to. Zenitsu and I went to the Kyogoku House, Tanjiro went to the Tokito House, and Inosuke went to the Ogimoto House.
It took a while to get adjusted to life in the House, as me and Zenitsu (Zenko) have no experience in such a setting - it's a Japanese brothel, what do you expect?
Apart from his emotional playing of the Shamisen, he was awful at doing simple tasks around the House, whereas I was above average at everything. Living alone for a year or so makes you gain some skills, or you won't have a very pleasant life.
While I got praised, Zenitsu got ridiculed and that made me feel sorry for him - Only for a minute though, as he'd start fawning over any woman he saw, losing track of his disguise so I'd have to drag him out of there.
Timeskip: A Few Days Later
Y/N POV (Age 14):
Me and Zenko / Zenitsu were walking on opposite sides of the hallway, on our way to correct the flower arrangements on the other side of the House. Thanks to our great senses of hearing, we noticed there was crying coming from one of the rooms not so far away.
Taking a glance at each other, we decided we had to go check it out. Worried, I took off, Zenko / Zenitsu following closely behind me. Approaching the door, the crying became louder and more prominent, so Zenko / Zenitsu slid the almost non-existent shoji open.
Eyes widening in horror, we gazed into the heavily damaged room to see a young girl beaten up, crying in the middle of the floor. Rushing to her aid, I ran to her side and bandaged her wounds while Zenko / Zenitsu looked out for anyone nearby that could have done this.
The Oiran of the Kyogoku House, known as Warabihime, approached behind Zenko / Zenitsu before I opened my mouth to warn hi— her.
"Why are you in my room?" She demanded, radiating a powerful demonic aura. Her heartbeat was the same as that of a demon's, but her presence was way worse than that of an ordinary one. It felt suffocating, I could barely find the strength to stand.
"W-Well, I heard the girl crying so I— What did she do a-anyway?" Zenko / Zenitsu replied, shaking hi— her voice as she felt the same suffocating aura that I did.
"She didn't clean my room as I told her to! She's so slow, she deserved that beating I gave her! I was too lenient, and now her crying has attracted unwanted attention!" Warabihime raised her hand to slap the girl before I stepped in and grabbed her wrist.
Taking all the strength I could muster, I uttered out a sentence with the strongest voice I could find. "Don't lay a finger on her, or I will hurt you."
It seemed to be to no avail, as she punched me and Zenko / Zenitsu out of the room, complaining about how 'Pretty' I was and that it's 'Such a shame that it's being put to waste like this!'.
Black spots filled my vision before it all went black.
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