The Radio Demon's visit was all my maids could talk about for the next three days. Every time I turned a corner, I would find at least two of them gossiping and not doing their work.
"Aimi, Chiyo," I snapped my fingers, tired of the idleness, "The baseboards are not going to clean themselves."
Both maids scurried to their work, looking like scolded puppies. I watched them busily scrub the baseboards in the hall, making sure they stayed on task.
"Ma'am," Yuki, my most reliable maid, said behind me. I turned to look at her.
"We have a new patron to arrive tonight," She said quietly so the other two listening couldn't hear.
"Call Sakamoto then," I replied, "She is usually available to entertain last minute."
"No ma'am," Yuki shifted uncomfortably, "He asked if you were available to entertain."
My gaze snapped to hers. As a general rule, I did not entertain as a geisha would. I would fill in here and there and visit each patron or party for a short while each night.
"Who is it?" I asked, wondering who would become a patron of my teahouse with such a lack of knowledge of etiquette.
"The Radio Demon," Yuki's voice was a hushed whisper.
"Tell him..." My own voice was a copy of hers, "Tell him I am available to entertain."
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Where the Cherry Blossoms Bloom | An Alastor x Reader Lemon Series
RomanceLife in a Japanese teahouse can become predictable. The same men, the same drinking games, the same geisha, night after night. So when a new guest arrives, your life seemingly begins to bloom, like the petals of a cherry blossom. From the creator of...
