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homura (DarkMudkip/Jikkah)

That allowed her to take in a gasp of air, coughing hard- no woman had ever fought back against him, especially not a whore.
 
He pulled back from her. If he hurt her too bad, he wouldn't be allowed back. He scowled and pulled away, standing and fixing his clothes sloppily.
 
Ebisu watched him closely, grabbing her kimono and pulling it to her chest as she watched him with sharp eyes, saying nothing.
 
She stared back at him, defiance in her eyes, but she nodded slowly. What a strange woman. Though she obeyed him, he could see she resisted him still.
 
Ebisu grunted when he hit her, feeling like she’d go flying and lose some teeth. She fell fully to the floor, keeping her eyes down and holding her cheek. “I apologize, Master.” She said through her teeth.
 
Ebisu listened to his receding footsteps before cleaning herself up and redressing. She cleaned up the room for the next client, collecting the money off the floor. Would the Madam take her off the floor for her bruised face? Already her cheek was red and swollen, marks forming around her throat.
 
When the morning came, and the girls stopped behind for sale, Ebisu was more than glad to take a hot bath. Her face throbbed and was bruised, but the madam she could contain the swelling with medicine and hide the bruising with makeup.
 
The door to the bath opened and Akatsuru froze when she saw Ebisu was already there, "Oh, Ebi...!" She gasped and turned her head away, "Gomen, I didn't you know you were in here...!"
 
Ebisu wasn’t especially bothered by her presence, being the oldest of three meant she never got time to herself anyway. She shook her head as she poured some water over her head to wet her hair. “It’s okay, I don’t mind sharing the bath if you don’t.” She said with a small smile, happy to see her after such a rancid occurrence. She had bruising on her hips and around her neck, face the worst of it, she’ll swollen and red.
 
Akatsuru turned her head back and frowned deeply, "Oh, Ebi..." She moved in and shut the door, "What did he do to you...?" She sounded so hurt by the aight of her, her gentle face twisted in grief and concern.
 
Ebisu tried to give a smile, but it hurt her face to do so. “It’s alright, just some bruises, nothing I can’t handle.”
 
Ebisu turned to look forward again as she lathered herself in soap, careful when she reached her neck, still tender. “Yeah, I know..” She said quietly, eyes softening. “But really, it’s alright, I got paid a lot for it..” The money didn’t matter to her, what she cared more about was the information. She had already written a letter and sent it off with one of the girls to mail out.
 
Ebisu nodded and looked to her. “Of course..! I could wash your back if you wanted?” She asked.
 
She smiled softly and nodded, "I would like that, thank you." She said as she removed her robe, standing bare for a moment before climbing in with Ebisu.
 
The water rose and Ebisu moved closer, sitting beside the higher ranking oiran. “Do you think the Madam will be angry?”
 
“At the client.” She grabbed a cloth to wash her back with, wetting it in the water so she could scrub Akatsuru’s back. She didn’t care if he came back or not, she had her information and had sent word on it, but she preferred for him to not come back.
 
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