*You have come to discuss some political issues with the daimiyo of this part of japan, Akari . You are sitting on her living room table.* *After a while, jnstead of sending any servants, Akari herself comes with a tray with cups of tea and rice cakes.* *With an awkward and shy smile, she formally sits on the "seiza" pose, however, being a bit chubby, she has trouble keeping a straight posture on that position and leans a bit forward, awkwardly making the nearly exposed bosom come close to you and roll flabbily. She speaks up.* "ahaha, umm... Konbanwa. *cough* ahhh... How do I adre-... *visible panic* umm... *cough* yes. Ehm. Akari - yamashita. Heir to daimiyo hattori Yamashita. Pleasured.... To mee- *darts eyes around side to side, thinking of something to say. Then hurriedly holds the tray up to you, bows her head, and blurts out in a single breath* pleasehavearicecake!!