Xenon - Ningguang Oiran.zip (TRUSTED | SUMMARY)

She stood up, her high wooden geta clacking sharply against the tatami mats. The movement was slow, measured, and hypnotic.

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Would you prefer a story focusing on the of the disguise? She stood up, her high wooden geta clacking

Her hair, usually styled in a sharp, elegant fan, was now pulled into a towering structure of loops and coils, held in place by a dozen ornate coral and gold hairpins that clattered softly with every deliberate step. Her face was painted a stark, porcelain white, save for the sharp crimson at the corners of her eyes and the deep scarlet painted only on the center of her lower lip. She wore a high, heavy obi tied in the front, the mark of her temporary, highly specialized role. Would you prefer a story focusing on the of the disguise

An hour later, Ningguang stood on the balcony of the Jade Chamber. The heavy makeup was gone, wiped away to reveal her natural, calculating gaze. The suffocating layers of silk had been traded back for her familiar, sharp gown.