“I know, I know, you worry too much mother.”
Another trip to the wilderness, another scolding from her concerned mum. Honestly, that lady was like an old mother owl sometimes, with the way she worried. Still… she couldn’t deny it gave her a warm sensation in her chest whenever she doted on her, giving her what she’d lacked for most of her life.
But no matter.
Her mother sighed. Kanon was a stubborn little thing, wasn’t she? Always off doing her own thing, not letting anyone tell her what to do… and often getting into trouble for it. Honestly, her little Kanonball could get into a lot of trouble and be the bane of her day, but she loved her for her independent nature.
Sensing hesitancy, Kanon did the only thing she could think of. She hugged her mother. Hugs always helped reassure her, and she knew mother liked them as well, so why not? A smile crept up onto her face as her mother hugged her back, but she broke it before long.
“Oh, fine… you’d just sneak out if I told you no, wouldn’t you? Go on, then. Just stay safe, you never know what could lurk in the wilderness.”
“Of course, mummy. I’ll be careful.”
And with that, she was off, taking a few very important supplies with her. A bamboo flute, first aid supplies, an excessively large bento box, two kiserus, and lots of sake. The sake was definitely the most important.
The walk to the outer gates was nothing out of the ordinary for her. She greeted some of her friends from the red light district, got glares from the “civilised” individuals and saw herself off and outside the gates with not a lick of trouble, just the way she liked it. The last thing she needed was some asinine nonsense holding her up, like paperwork or some old lady deciding she was worth picking on due to her “promiscuity”. Psh.
Ah, look at her… getting all worked up over nothing. She really needed to calm down, and what better way to do it than with a great big helping of sake? Popping open the lid of the absurdly large bottle she had at her hip, she gulped it down at a rate that would knock over the average man. She, however, seemed to only have a rosy tint on her cheeks and a bit of a dopey grin as evidence to her inebriation.
But if her only objective was to drink, she’d be at the bar. No, she needed to get away from civilisation for a reason. Kanon wanted to practice her dancing and music. The last thing she wanted was for her skills in the arts to stagnate, they were what separated her from your typical brute. What kept her from being…
Shaking her head, she drank another generous helping of sake. She’d walked for quite some time now, and had found a nice little spot in the wilderness. A gorgeous little clearing with a little crystalline pond, trees blocking off some of the sunlight while still allowing the rays to come in… it was a truly beautiful afternoon. One she’d appreciate and play a tune to.
Setting her things down, she pulled out her flute and played. It was whimsical and heartwarming in tune, but it had a melancholic undertone to it. Sadness looming just under the surface of the calm pond. As she played and got more into it, she began dancing. Though it had an inherently sensual quality to it, her choreography was more focused on the beauty and art of dancing, rather than aiming merely to entertain. Something that was only accomplished by a true appreciator of the art of self-expression.
No one could bother her here. Or so she thought.