brothel!!

Shiro went down the streets into the seedier edge of the town. Prostitutes offered flesh, drinks were strong, and everything had a racy appeal. It was just how Shiro liked it. Honor be damned, she enjoyed the taste of women's flesh, and the occasional indulgence was a vice, but she'd been able to get out of whatever trouble had come of it before.

She made her way to the Lily Garden, a brothel that made little effort to disguise itself as a genuine restaurant. The waitresses wore low-hanging kimonos or blouses, luring the eye into what they offered. The place seemed sparse, but there were always more upstairs than in the actual dining area. Shiro had heard promising things about this place and its girls.