.| ʂɦɪʑʉkɑ |.
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Shizuka was rather pleased to hear their enthusiasm to visit her house. Easy encounters like these were hard to come by, for her at least.
After a tedious walk, they finally arrived at a garbage ridden ally. Shizuka led her guests to a metal door on one of the buildings to the side, struggling somewhat to open it due to its massive weight. Another factor that contributed to the problem was that she rarely ever used this entrance.
“Here we are!” She exclaimed with her arms raised, then proceeded to light a candle atop an old wooden table in the center of the small living space. In the dim light, each part of the house became more apparent. In the far right corner was a dining area and kitchen, which consisted of a metal safe for food storage and another smaller wooden table where Shizuka typically ate alone. Off in the other corner stood shelves filled with dusty books, and to their side was a bed made out of torn blankets and animal skins.
Behind the shelves, however, hid a trap door leading down to the basement, a place Shizuka would never let any trespassers escape alive.
“Have a seat wherever you like!” She said to Wince and Hari with a smile, then added, “I'll go fetch some food.”