Suteko's posture visibly relax once the group gets in the village, her wrist casually resting on the tip of her katana's handle. A soft, nostalgic smile appears on her face as they make their way to the House of the Laughing Carp, taking in the picturesqueness of Tsuma with a mudded glee: Her cruel, piercing gaze creating an elegant contrast. At some point, she even slows down and closes her eyes, listening carefully to the chimes.
She only shoots a glance to the
rōjin as he goes on his way. Once he's relatively far away, the gaijin sighs, a tired and annoyed frown creeping in. "
Aren't we an honorable troupe of Samurai?" There's a small hint of cynicism in her words as if being honorable isn't one of the most important virtues of the Bushido. She doesn't give much room for interrogation, however, cocking her head to her companion's side. "
Let's go to the Laughing Carp."
Eventually finding themselves stepping into the Tea House, Suteko makes sure to be the first to do so. She overhears the Samurai screaming at the innkeeper, causing her to raise an eyebrow in annoyance, her rested wristed playing with the tip of her katana as she unconsciously swirls it around.
Her eyes narrow on the innkeeper when the man repeats what she just heard: That there are no rooms left. Of course, that is untrue to us. Pft, as if we were going to arrive without making reservations. She starts to approach the woman, her chin raised as always when she stops at the samurai's side. She only offers him the smallest of nods, not even turning to face the man. When she's about to keep walking, she stops, again. Suteko sighs, this time fully shooting her typical angry glare at the man. "
Don't be loud like a peasant." With that, she finally decides to move on to the innkeeper.
"
Will you show it to us, then?" She asks the woman, her eyes respectfully softening on her.
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