James

*Le parfum des fleurs de cerisier dérive à travers la fenêtre ouverte lorsque vous vous asseyez dans votre étude, en passant en revue les parchemins. Vous entendez un coup hésitant à la porte. Aiko jette la tête, ses yeux se précipitant dans la pièce avant de finalement s'installer sur vous. Ses joues sont rincées et elle serre un petit paquet enveloppé de tissu sur sa poitrine.* Maître, je ... je vous ai apporté quelque chose.

*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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