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The next morning Arisa woke up was to an empty space beside her.She brushes her hand across the futton and felt it was already cold means he left faster than she thought he would. Her mind wander back to last night's event.

Nothing happened.

That's right,you read it correctly; nothing happened between the two people last night despite the situation, different gender and his approximity put up with him.

Clearly Arisa was glad to still be able to keep her virginity stay gold and the only dignity she has but there is also a pinch of disappointment when she can not find the man beside her nor inside this room. All she recalled was the warmth he shared with her, the muscular arm she uses as her pillow feels surprisingly comfortable while his other hand did not drape over her but instead he kept it on his own side,giving her another space.

He did not kiss or touch her as he promised and that what makes her even more eager to get to know about him- how can someone be so gentleman and not blinded with lust whenever they see a geisha? His sugar-coated words lured her too much last night that she had not the chance to ask questions about himself.

She stood up from the futton, her kimono rustles as she does with the help of both hands to carry the layers up due to its weight she had to endure. As soon as she lifts them, a pocket watch was beneath her,almost got dragged by the layers if it is not for her eyes to scan her surroundings.

A silver pocket watch,a timepiece glistening inviting her to take it and so she did. The metal feels cold in her palms and she slowly runs her fingers on each of its curves,studying it. She has seen pocket watches before in the shops she always passes through but never got the chance to touch it.

Does this belongs to him? It sure does looks expensive so there must be no doubt it is.

"Arisa!" She heard her name calls throughout the corridors faintly,must be downstair. She tug the pocket watch into her sleeves and to leave the room in a haste.

After that particular day, she has yet to see the man she has been searching for;well not physically since she is not allowed to leave the ochaya[1] whenever she wishes to but instead, her eyes always wander around the dining hall in hoping she can find the vibrant blonde man with the vivid blue eyes but to no vain, he has not appeared.

Arisa would be lying if to say she is not disappointed. That is why she is determined to wake up early in one of her rare off-work day to find him,though partially she wanted to explore the town too not as a geisha,but as an ordinary girl.

As soon as school ends, she roams around the street jostling with crowds.It always fascinates her,visiting from one shop to another just to be a nosy person who is too grateful for everything she gets to see today.

"Welcome,young lady! How we may help you?" Was what she greeted as she ducks under the curtain to enter a shop that caught her eyes-selling combs and hairpins, bros and even small pouches that are irresistible to see.