Preparations

"Take a seat, Isabella."

He said, as they entered into the office. It had now been changed a little, with the table standing higher than before, and cushions were set upon the floor to cushion their rears as they sat.

She noted this as she sat down, wondering how much time one would have to spend in the room to make such minute changes.

"Would you like anything to drink?"

"Ha. I won't fall for that."

He raised an eyebrow as if to ask: "what do you mean?"

She twisted her mouth uncomfortably. She had meant it as a joke, but he had taken it seriously.

"Fine, I'll have some tea, if you would."

He nodded. The kettle was already steaming hot, as Shibata had set it up beforehand. He poured their drinks into the small cups, and handed one to her.

He took a sip, before looking at her expectantly.

"Mm. Can I not enjoy the tea a little first?"