Satsuki

An exquisite yet surprisingly cheap accessory on the interviewee's simple outfit. Judging from her behavior, she must care about this little thing greatly and there must be a story hidden behind it.

A deep blue cotton bonnet with lace trim. The first choice for a young lady's strolling attire. Before going on stage, the prop master decorated it with a sakura blossom to calm the performer's nerves.

A pair of handcuffs designed to control her arcane skill instead of constraining her freedom. These are costly items, she could live a decent life for quite some time on the money if the handcuffs could be sold.

A necklace made of special metals and rhinestones that preserves the actress's unique style while matching the era of her performance. Hand strung by the performer backstage.

One of the cherry blossoms that fall from the tree in May, the last flowering month in the year. Florets like this one are born tenacious: they try hard to grow until they finally bloom, even if such effort is unnoticeable and deemed valueless.

A neck accessory made of organza, ribbons, and plastic pearls, with cotton padding on the inside for added comfort when worn by the performer. The performer was very concerned about its proper placement, and was often distracted during early rehearsals, constantly worrying about its aesthetic incongruity.

Some may think it's an honor to clear the uncultivated land for the country, yet the truth is poles apart: they were merely slaves driven to do hard labor on a wasteland.

On this hopeless land, the orphan girl could only make a living by theft, which had earned her the title "Little Thief Using Arcane Skill" from the local government. To put her behind bars, the government hired an arcanist from Honshu who eventually captured her and put her in a pair of unbreakable handcuffs.

The arcanist said to the girl, "You will have to wear these for the rest of your life, unless you cut off your arms, but you'd be dead then."

Many years later, she ran away and found a place for herself in the prosperous city of Tokyo. There she worked as a maid in a teahouse under the name Satsuki and started a new life.

Maybe, just maybe, this will be a story of a young girl who lives happily ever after.

Osakura Teahouse Menu

Rice and Curry —————————— 30 Sen

Oyakodon ———————————— 40 Sen

Omurice ————————————— 20 Sen

Deep Fried Shrimp ———————— 25 Sen

Rice and Deep Fried Chicken ———— 45 Sen

Steak —————————————— 50 Sen

Beef Stew ———————————— 50 Sen

Ham Salad ———————————— 35 Sen

Rice ——————————————— 10 Sen

Coffee —————————————— 10 Sen

Black Tea ————————————— 10 Sen

Bread with Butter ————————— 10 Sen

Okashi —————————————— 8 Sen

The food has nothing special, just like what is in the other restaurants, but the waitresses here are really cute! Especially the one in handcuffs. You heard the clangs when she walks? How interesting!

Pandora Wilson: Ms. Satsuki ... Your story is really touching.

Satsuki: Huh?

Pandora Wilson: Your past is both sad and beautiful, just like the life of the heroines in Taisho-period literature.

Satsuki: You are flattering me. I'm but a commoner ...

Pandora Wilson: The self-deprevation in you makes fascinating material. May I take a photo of you for our next issue's cover? Please look at the camera over there.

Satsuki: What?! Please ... please stop!

Pandora Wilson: We don't get to find such excellent material every day, so please excuse me ... Hmm? Where's the camera?

Satsuki: Hear ... hear me out, you don't want to take a photo of someone as humble as me ...

Pandora Wilson: Wait, the recording pen should be on the table ...

Pandora Wilson: Hold on a second. If I remember correctly, Ms. Satsuki ... you used to be a ...?

Satsuki: ... Yes. As you know, it's a disgrace, but I did that to make a living, so I'll never regret it.

Pandora Wilson: Hmm, I see, and I fully understand how much you don't want to be on the cover.

Pandora Wilson: By the way, the hares behind you are still holding my camera and recording pen. I'll be very grateful if they can give them back to me.