Dancing about

'Kitsuke raretanode,-ji no ressun wa dansu ni kansuru monodesu. (Now that you're dressed, your next lesson is in regards to dance.)'

Both Chouko and Naomi nodded. While Chouko was certain Naomi had some level of experience in regards to dancing, she on the other not so much. Heck, there had been days when her former classmates would make an effort to avoid her when it came time for that particular unit of dance.

'Geisha no odori wa ichiren no ugokidearu to dōjini monogatari demo arimasu. Anata wa jibun no 1tsu o tsutaeru koto o manabu hitsuyō ga arimasu. (A geisha's dance is both a sequence of movements, but also a story. You will need to learn to tell one of your own.)'

Another nod. this time both maiko standing up. Still holding hands of course. Asuka let out a chuckle.

These sorts of relationships were usually frowned upon by the Japanese. A fad in a girl's mind. Their ignorance had already hurt enough people. Acceptance was slow at best, a slow and aggravating process at worst.

But she shook her head, tangent fading away from her. Then she's back to her two pupils.

'Kono yō ni hajimemasu. (We'll start like this.)'

Naomi nodded, flashing a smile in Chouko's direction. She felt quite confident in this moment, even if they had both just learned about this activity. Just the idea of telling a story filled her mind with ideas. Of course, it's probably best to start slow of course in regards to this.

'Junbi wa ī? (Ready?)'

Her partner nodded. While she didn't want to 'say' anything about her lack of skill and/or rhythm, maybe this change was all she needed to bring a new skill out of her.

The steps that follow are clumsy and at times, heavyhanded. A dance that's neither subtle or really telling a story.

'Futatabi. (Again.)'

Both maiko let out a deep breath. All of this training. Rough as it may be, there was something fun about going through the motions and learning something new.

'Hajimete hoshīdesu ka? (Do you want me to start?)'

Naomi nodded, Asuka pulling out a strange instrument similar to a lute (shamisen). she began to play a tune as both maiko began to dance once more.

This dance was a step up from the previous one. Not that this was saying much considering how badly the previous dance went in the first place.

'Zutto ī. Sutōrī o renshū suru jikan wa jūbun ni arimasu. (Much Better. You'll have lots of time to practice your story.)'