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[ BACKDATED TO THE 15TH; ]

[ with a sigh, she's surprised to find light peeking in through her windows when she opens her eyes. normally she's awake before dawn. a little startled by this, but surprisingly content, she rolls over slowly.

only to see a very unfamiliar leg just next to her. even more startled, she abruptly sits up to stare at the man sitting just next to her futon, propped against the wall in much the same manner as her former husband did when he slept.

she stares for a moment longer, her expression settles into something calm and unreadable. the fact that they were both clothed leaves her little comfort, but she does not say anything.

instead she stands, bare feet hardly making a sound on the tatami as she rolls up the futon and stores it, taking a basin aside to wash her face and mouth, calmly change into a proper kimono, and making sure the obi knot is as perfect as the rest of her appearance. not rushing herself, she brushes out her long hair and ties it back, and with a dot of perfume behind each ear, she's ready to face the day.

after that is the morning tea. she goes about it quietly, only occasionally glancing in the man's direction while heating the water and brewing the leaves, setting up the tea tray with painstaking detail before lifting it and carrying it over to the unusually content man, amazed he slept through all that.

and then she dumps the tray on his head, hot tea spilling everywhere and ceramic cups rolling to crack against the floor ]

It's time to wake up.

[ her voice could not be any colder, and her eyes glint with a very quiet, very deadly rage. assassin or not...be careful, dear ]