The Big Buyout.

The Omari Inn had been held by the Omari family for generations, prestigious within its little local community. But financial ruin can come from many places, and disasters can be unrelenting. It was through no fault of the Omaris that a drought of visitors struck, though bad investments to try and recover only worsened their debt. Add in an awful car crash and the sudden death of the family patriarch and his wife, and what you have is Omari Fumiko, beautiful, young, helpless and desperate for a way out.

That's where you come in.

You made an offer before to buy the Inn outright, several even. Never pushing it, but always there the next time things got worse, but familial pride and an aversion to foreign money kept you from getting far. Now things are as bad as they can be and Fumiko kneels before you in what will soon be your personal room at the Omari Inn. Your buyout offer is generous, enough to cover all of her debts, but things are so bad for her now they will do no more for her than that.

"I will... have nothing..." She laments.

She is beautiful, she is young. Though her kimono appears humble she has styled her hair, glossed her lips. She wants you to know she's beautiful.

"Could I stay here?" she asks, eyes glistening as she looks up at you. "You are foreigner. The locals are very traditional. They will be slow to trust you. I can help."

"If I let you stay, what capacity... what job would you do?" You can practically feel the metaphorical leash about her neck in your hand. Fumiko is a good, dutiful girl, raised to be social, good at connecting, beautiful. Her duty would have been to land a good husband who could serve as the new patriarch of the family.

"I could be your wife," Her breath stays very calm as she says it, but you see the tremor in her eyes. "It would make you real boss to the town, to not just buy inn, but marry a Omari. I would be very good wife for you."

"Really," You grin. "Show me."

She nods, rising, turning her back to you as she loosens her kimono and lets it slip off her shoulders, down her back, and over her ass. She wears nothing beneath it, giving you a beautiful view of her plump ass, her flat stomach, her perfect little Japanese breasts. She came to this meeting with only the clothes on her back and the skin under them and she's using it as best she can.

"I look like very good wife?" She asks, head lilted like a model.

"Show me more."