Seimei rests softly on his tatami in the lonely Washitsu and grumbles grouchily with his old eyes closed, drinking his green tea silently and replying to his caretaker cinycally.

"You have made an awfully good tea to me, woman. Good girl, now go, dismissed, shoo shoo. Urgh, finally she has left me alone, at least some peace for an elderly old man."