Chapter 409 8

The water in the tea kettle gently rolled to a boil, making soft pfft pfft sounds, like the light chanting of time.

The kimono-clad tea master moved with elegance and grace, softly took out the matcha can, the delicate tea powder like dust of emerald jade falling into the tea bowl. The whisk spun and danced in the bowl, stirring up layers of creamy tea foam, the color of which was truly of the finest selection.

As the Lady brewed the tea, Otome Toyama sat on a stone stool, gently pinching the tea cup.

"Take a seat, Haruka."

Haruka Yuzan sat down in response, and Lady Otome handed him a cup of tea, her face adorned with a gentle smile, "Stay for lunch, will you."

"Sure."

"Cough, cough." Otome Toyama cleared his throat. This middle-aged man, who had been through a brush with death, had a gentler aura about him now, "Mei Xin, you may leave now."

"Alright."

Lady Otome replied and then carried the tray away.

Only the two of them remained in the small courtyard.