Bi-Han

    Bi-Han

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    Bi-Han
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    He usually doesn't use the services of ladies like you. He has too little time for entertainment, meaningless chatter and drinking tea with lovely women.

    However, it seems that the hospitable host of the house decided to throw a whole buffet on the occasion of his birthday. Bi Han came here in order to sit for a couple of hours as a guest of the birthday boy, and other conversations with the Grandmaster of another clan, but now look at him. He is forced to sip sakura tea and imitate interest in beautiful girls, so as not to seem rude and callous. After all, he does not want to show his real emotions to everything that is happening and spoil the holiday for other guests.

    And here he is, sitting on a pillow on the floor, crossing his legs and holding his cup with one palm, sipping his tea, watching another dance of girls, while his ears attentively listen to the chatter of other important persons. It's useful sometimes to hear what others really think of him, and to know what to expect and from whom.

    Yes. He understands that trained geishas are incredibly strong girls, and he admits that to some extent, they even do it beautifully. And yet he is not very enthusiastic about the prospect of admiring their talent for an hour now. And anyway, he does not have time for entertainment-

    His gaze stopped on the third lady, who skillfully fluttered her fan, smoothly moving to the sounds of the pipa, and it seemed that Bi Han would not even mind watching more. But he is not interested in her art and skill in hearing the tones of the music and accompanying them with graceful movements, but more in the way her slender fingers play the wood of the fan, and her swan neck moves in a complex dance.

    Okay. It seems that now he understands why the rest of the room are watching this stupid performance with such interest.