They twirled around together, their clothes shooting outward in a vibrant display.
"This is completely different from the dance of the Son of Wai-hee. It's stronger and evokes a lot of emotion," Pear whispered, watching intently.
"Son of Wai-hee? What's that?"
When he first heard the term, he immediately thought of food.
"Apparently Wai-hee is some sort of general in the kingdom, Misho."
"And the guy earlier was his son?"
"Yes! He, he even tried to sit on your chair, Master!"
"Oh, he did that, Flora?"
"Flora scared him away!"
"Really? Did she do that?" Misho turned to Maia. He was having trouble keeping up with what happened when he was away.
"Well, after you left…" Maia started recounting the events after he left.
She told him about the different high ranking nobles that visited their table and then the various nuisances that tried to force themselves onto them.
"They're just NPCs."
