Shoēi Kana

Kana opened her eyes, she had just turned 19 and was old enough to leave the temple, most of the children left earlier on while very few remain to become elders. They were all orphans adopted by monks who lived in seclusion and abstained from worldly desires, such a life was peaceful and ignorant of the outside world.

Tying up her blonde hair she took the little she had and walked away without looking back, due to the minimalist lifestyle she only had one set of clothes with some money that she had been allotted from the temple donations. Since the monks were mainly all men they didn't know how to take care of female children, her one set of underwear had been given to her by an elderly female monk who had passed away two years ago. She had the vague idea of coming back to the temple when she was old in order to look after the young girls taken in, this life wasn't bad, just stagnant.

She was born from a foreign woman who was rescued after a shipwreck and died of an unknown disease that made her waste away, according to the monks before she died she worked in a brothel but didn't have any other children, she was too little to remember anything that happened so walking into the same brothel didn't arouse any feeling of nostalgia or sadness.

The smell of invaded her nostrils and there was extremely loud jubilant music with women and men in various stages of disarray, she couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by this scene of overindulgence. Looking around she couldn't help but feel strange at the sight of a man's hand hiking up one of the women's thighs, she wondered why they did such a thing in public and couldn't help but blush slightly but she stared on.

A soothing voice was enough to break her out of her trance, "hello! Do you need anything?"