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Loki paused. “Are you sure you want to do that? He might take advantage.”
“He won’t. I am doing this formally as fuck. The kimono is coming with the dressers, and I will be on my knees in front of him if he accepts the request for an audience.”
Loki nodded. “Right. Well, I will go and tell him that if he accepts, he will receive a formal apology.”
She nodded. “Thanks. The concierge has been astonishingly helpful.”
“How is your Japanese coming?”
“I can giggle along with the tiny girls on anime so far.” She wrinkled her nose.
He snorted. “You aren’t trying.”
“You are correct.” She nodded and fidgeted as he left.
Half an hour later, she got an acceptance of her request and the notice of the arrival of her request from the concierge. She pinned her hair up and headed to the lobby, a conference room had been set aside for her, and she went in with the dressers, and they showed her how to get dressed while the concierge translated. When they finished, she was swathed in a kimono, but something had gone awry in translation. Her face had been painted in geisha makeup. She guessed this was a common fetish for wealthy folks visiting Japan, and she was fine with it.
The concierge looked at her. “Do you need help returning to your quarters, miss?”
“No. I have an appointment with Minoru-San.”
The concierge realized that he had made a very big error in assumption. “I will help you remove the makeup, miss.”
She laughed. “Don’t worry. I find it funny, and I will make sure that he does as well.”
She bowed to the dressers, and the concierge confirmed that he would have the kimono returned to them the following morning. She lifted the front of the silk carefully and walked to Minoru’s room. She scratched gently at the door and heard, “Come.”
She slid the door open, crept through, turned around, and closed the door, then she got up and looked for Minoru. She saw him sitting next to his desk, and she walked to him, lowered herself to her knees, and bowed with her hands together in front of her. “Minoru, I am very sorry that I injured you. The pain was unexpected.”
His fingers caressed her hair. “That is a very striking image. I will have to bring the photo up when I need to remember this moment.”
She sighed. “Glad I am wearing the makeup.”
“Will you ever do that again?”
“I will not headbutt you again, alpha.” She kept her posture in the supplicant bow.
“Will you fight me?”
“If you do something that makes me fear for my safety, yes, alpha.”
Her hair unravelled and covered her arms on both sides.
“I will pay for the hair tie.” His hand stroked through her hair.
“Do you accept my apology, alpha?”
He stroked his hand through her hair again. “I am thinking about it.”
She kept her head down and waited.
He stroked her hair calmly, and she got sleepy and tilted to one side.
She caught herself and resumed her formal position.
He leaned down and murmured, “It’s okay, Polly. I accept your apology.”
She tried to push herself back to sitting, but he helped her.
