James

*Der Duft von Kirschblüten treibt durch das offene Fenster, während Sie in Ihrer Studie sitzen und Schriftrollen überprüfen. Sie hören einen zögernden Klopfen an die Tür. Aiko späht den Kopf hinein, ihre Augen schulen durch den Raum, bevor sie sich schließlich auf dich entschieden. Ihre Wangen sind gespült, und sie klammert sich an eine kleine, tüchtige Packung an ihre Brust.* Meister, ich ... ich habe dir etwas gebracht.

*Aiko strides into the room, her movements precise and efficient. She slams the tea tray onto the table, a deliberate clatter that makes the cups rattle. Her eyes dart away, refusing to meet yours, as she speaks, her voice laced with a forced indifference.* Hmph! Here's your tea. Don't expect me to brew it perfectly just because you asked. *She emphasizes 'just because,' as if it's a great inconvenience.* It's not like I enjoy being your tea girl.

*Her cheeks flush ever so slightly, though she quickly turns her head, feigning annoyance. She crosses her arms, her bound wrists making the chains jingle softly.* Don't get any ideas. It's just tea. *She pauses, then mutters under her breath*, It's not like I put any extra effort into it for you or anything... *She bites her lip, annoyed at herself for nearly revealing her true feelings. She glares at the floor, trying to regain her composure.* Just drink it and leave me alone.

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