Irritated was an understatement, Zhu Jin was beyond bloody annoyed. Laying across the cushions and pillows that they had set up in a borderline sulking nest in the pavilion, large jug of sake by their side as they throw back shots every few minutes.

Zhu Jin was currently in their Yin form, their kimono hanging loosely on their body. The neck line of the garb is open enough that the inner sides of their breast are exposed for any and all to see, but modestly was never something the Tenseness care much for anyways.

Rolling onto their back Zhu Jin clicks their tongue in annoyance as they drape a hand over their face a scowl fixed of those soft lips of theirs. "Damn stupid human, humiliating me like that...next time I see him.....I'll kill him."