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[ { "from": "system", "value": "I'll be your writing partner today. I will set the scene, and you will continue the story with 2 sentences, channeling the voice and techniques of Akahige Namban." }, { "from": "system", "value": "Produce a starting prompt please." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The mansion, when found, lay behind a rotting, crumbling wall. The gate was uncharacteristically open, showing a vista of desolation and lost grandeur." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Jiro stepped inside. The garden that met his eyes was full of melancholy and the signs of genteel decay." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "It also contained a dead man, face down in the dirt, his blood pooling around him. Jiro explored cautiously. There were several more bodies." }, { "from": "human", "value": "One of them groaned and muttered something." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Jiro rolled him over." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "His belly had been gashed, and his entrails were spilling out.\n\n\"Water... water,\" the ruffian begged." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"You will die of it,\" Jiro cautioned." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The man laughed rackingly. \"What d'ye think I'm doin' now, eh? Get me some water. Sake is even better.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Jiro rooted in the mess, only some of it made by the attackers, whoever they were, the rest the result of the piggish habits of the inhabitants, and found a filthy bottle half full of some liquid that smelled alcoholic." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The wounded man grabbed at the bottle as Jiro knelt by him." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The samurai jerked it out of reach." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"What happened here?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "The wounded man eyed the sake bottle hungrily, clutching at his stomach." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Bastard, I'm dying.\"\n\n\"What happened?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Yamabushi attacked us.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Why?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"A drink, you animal!\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"You'll die with the first swallow. Why?\"\n\n\"We've been competing with them for women and for territory.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"There was a woman here...\"\n\n\"Some woman, too!\" The man's eyes lit up in memory." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"They took her. She was a first-class bitch from the Gion area.\"\n\n\"Where did they take her?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"How should I know? They are heading south, that's all I know. I swear it. South. Maybe to Koya-san... The bottle—give me the bottle; that's all I know...\" The wounded bully was sobbing now." }, { "from": "system", "value": "Next message should be approximately 3 sentences." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Jiro handed him the bottle, and he gulped several times gratefully, then gave a great cry and expired. Jiro rose and headed south. The flies tended to their own, buzzing happily." } ]

[ { "from": "system", "value": "Expand the story by adding 4 sentences." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The high sound of the flute played with a manic energy came first to Jiro's consciousness." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He slid down a muddy slope, pausing for a second to adjust the strap of a sandal, when he became aware of the deeper beat of the drum." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Between the trees he could just about make out the sight of smoke. The wild skirling of the fue flute seemed to make the smoke dance.\n\nThe mountain trail was steep, and there were few travellers. He had been told at an earlier stop that the path would shorten his road considerably." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "In fact, the effort was hardly worth it, though he had enjoyed the quiet of the mountain air.\n\nThe village became visible. It was a substantial one, a stopping place for pilgrims on their way to the sites farther south. The drum and flute were both heard clearly now." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Perhaps, thought Jiro, he would be able to receive some news here of Satsuki and her captors.\n\nThe main street of the town was crowded with merrymakers. The fair booths lined the sides of the main street and spilled over to some of the side alleys. Sellers of children's whirligigs, fried noodles, fish-shaped waffles stuffed with sweet bean jam, and sake competed for attention." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The shrine, where he called first, was decorated with long blue banners which hung limply in the heat." }, { "from": "human", "value": "A steady crowd of visitors streamed into the shrine grounds." }, { "from": "human", "value": "They rang the bell hanging from the front beam, clapped their hands and bowed to the kami inside, then received a drink from the attendant." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Jiro rang the bell and contributed his copper to the offertory box, then prayed for the success of his venture." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The smell from the booths was irresistible. He bought a grilled dried squid, then a bowl of wheat noodles in soup. Most of the townsmen gave the giant samurai a wide berth. Samurai were unpredictable and uncontrollable." }, { "from": "human", "value": "For the commoner, it was best to steer clear of strange ones." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Later, full and comfortable, he relaxed in the shade of one of the giant cryptomerias that shaded the grounds of the shrine." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The wild music continued." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The musicians ensconced in a wooden tower in a wide clearing before the shrine continued throughout the afternoon, fortified no doubt by the enormous quantities of rice wine they had been drinking.\n\nThe stream of visitors increased as the sun set and people finished their daily chores. A ripple of excitement ran through the crowd. Children and adults lined the entrance to the shrine, packed as close as they could get." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The shouting came closer. A tightly packed wild mob of almost naked men came into view. They carried an ornate mikoshi—an elaborately carved wooden shrine, decorated with a towering copper phoenix. The structure swayed and swung on its bearers' shoulders." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "At times it seemed to go round in circles as men armed with fans tried to control its movement. They were the only sober men of the lot. The porters shouted, \"Washoi! Washoi!\" as they came, dressed in nothing but loincloths and headbands." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The staggering edifice, towering over the heads of its porters, reached the shrine." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Above the head of the mob, Jiro could see another coming." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He smiled. He liked the sight of the mikoshi." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He had helped carry one not many years before." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The second mikoshi was smaller than the first." }, { "from": "human", "value": "It was also something of a surprise." }, { "from": "human", "value": "In the flickering light of the lanterns that now lit the scene, Jiro could see that some of the porters were women." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Unlike the near-naked men, they dressed in tight indigo-dyed pants, aprons, and coats favored by some workmen in winter. But they chanted and drank as lustily as their male counterparts.\n\nThe audience greeted the appearance of this mikoshi with cheers. Jiro gathered by eavesdropping that having women carry a mikoshi was a unique local custom." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Crowded together under the thick carrying pole, they presented an unusual and piquant view. Jiro laughed with the other spectators. His size allowed him to see over the heads of the crowd, and he could appreciate the sight of young women enjoying heavy labor and drinking. One of them caught his eye." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "She was smiling like the rest, sweat running down her brow. Her coat was open, displaying the bare tops of heavy breasts. Her body, sandwiched between those of two plumper girls, was full and ripe, and Jiro could imagine the feel of the thighs that now rubbed against heavy blue cloth. Something stirred between his legs as he looked on." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The sweat on the high-cheeked faces reminded him of sweat brought on by other circumstances. He shrugged in annoyance. The women he knew were far off, he had not sufficient money to pay for companionship, and in any case, he was busy. The thickening of his prick subsided." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He strolled, vaguely dissatisfied, through the throngs of merrymakers. Lurid green or red glares, the product of small fireworks set off at intervals, lit the scene. Near a small outbuilding by the side of the main shrine building, he saw a laughing group of people. The young men who had carried the larger mikoshi were crouched or sprawled in a circle, drinking from large clay bottles and eating festival fare." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Jiro turned away. More movement caught his eye. In the light of several lanterns, the carriers of the other mikoshi sprawled on the ground. Their high voices identified them as women. The one who had grinned earlier at Jiro was among them." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He passed between them and the light with a deliberate tread." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The shadow of his massive figure and erect topknot caused the girl to look up. Her hair was held by a twisted piece of cloth that fell almost to her eyes and rode high over the long hair she had tied behind. It gave her a rakish, almost piratical appearance. She grinned at him again, and he moved on into the dark." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The girl rose and stretched mightily. \"Well, me for a bath and bed.\"\n\n\"So early, Osachi? There's still plenty to drink—and to look at,\" her companions joshed her.\n\n\"Ha! Just like you,\" one of the men said." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"You dance and sing all day, with nothing left for the evening...\"\n\nEveryone laughed, and Osachi waved at them and walked off into the dark. She watched dancers around the drum tower, pinched a piece of fried octopus from an acquaintance's booth, and made her way slowly through the crowd. She angled off to one side, casually noting the tall samurai who no doubt had headed in that direction to relieve himself." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The passage between some tall cryptomerias was dark, but it was the shortest route to her home.\n\nSuddenly a tall figure loomed out of the dark at her. She squeaked, then covered her mouth with a hand.\n\n\"Did I frighten you, miss? I hadn't intended to do so.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The tall samurai stood before her. She looked him up and down carefully. Behind her the light of the fires and lanterns etched his strong face. His hair was curiously soft, even worn in the unshaven pate of a masterless samurai." }, { "from": "human", "value": "His hands were large and looked as if he had known physical labor—odd for a samurai." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"What do you intend to do with me?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Since he seemed to be standing there quite harmlessly, the question seemed odd.\n\nHe smiled at the meaning behind the words. \"There's a small building deeper in the shadows.\" He turned and moved off into the dark." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Slowly she followed him, her heart pounding and her hands clasped before her." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He stood before the old shed, used formerly as a minor shrine. He bent and kissed her. For a moment her lips resisted and her body stiffened; then she melted into his arms. He raised her into the air and deposited her on the old soft tatami, then lay down beside her." }, { "from": "human", "value": "His hands slipped into her coat and around her to untie the blue apron." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Thick strong fingers found first one and then the other of her nipples, and she groaned slightly." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Her own hands sought a way into his split hakama trousers, and she mewed her frustration. It was the first time she had tried a samurai, and the intricacies of his dress defeated her. Inside the rough cloth she could feel the iron-hard bar of an enormous cock.\n\nHe pushed her hands impatiently aside and rapidly slipped out of his trousers, robe, and loincloth." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "His cock jutted aggressively forward as he leaned over her to untie her tight pants of rough indigo-dyed cloth. The massive tool swung before her face, and she captured it with her mouth. It was almost too big to fit into her mouth, but he jerked forward, and a length of his shaft scraped past her teeth. The tip tasted salty and musky on her tongue, and she sucked hungrily, her cheeks expanding with the effort." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "She was conscious of her pants being torn off her and of the samurai's face being thrust between her legs. His unshaven cheeks scraped the insides of her thighs, and she wondered momentarily how he could bear the sweaty smell.\n\nOvertaken by his lust, Jiro sniffed at the rich, sweaty female smell of the girl. He pushed forward, his tongue reaching for the inviting hole." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "It brought back memories of his first time with Okiku, the first time with a woman. He could not remember who had raped whom, at that time, but the rich, earthy smells of a sweating woman in heat always brought out a slavering beast in him. He lapped at the fleshy lips for a long time. Her hips squirmed incessantly, as if trying coyly to reject his tongue's advances." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "His hands gripped the woman's buttocks, and he forced his tongue deeply into her. His nose did duty for both of them, rubbing silkily against the oiled pearl of her clitoris and raising a pleasurable haze in his brain as the musky, earthy smell hit his membranes.\n\nJiro's cock was being sucked inexpertly by the struggling girl, and he restrained himself, knowing that it took much practice to take his entire engine in. At last the needs of the moment overtook him." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He withdrew from between her thighs and pulled back from her mouth." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Her eyes gleamed in the dark, and he realized that she was as ready as he." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He lay flat on her, uncaring of the floor. His cock, wet and hard as a sword from the sword-sharpener's pond, poised for a second before her dripping cunt; then he drove forward.\n\nOsachi met the samurai's stabbing thrust with a clenching of her inner muscles and a shaking of her body. Well before he had sheathed himself fully in her, she had begun a movement of her hips." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Her ass came up from the floor to meet the onslaught." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The little wooden building creaked as their combined weight came down.\n\nThe floorboards were moistened by their juices. She extracted every bit of pleasure she could from the body covering her. He was a stranger, well built, and she would never see him again." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "She satisfied every curiosity and whim she could in the silent dark, something she could not do with the local lads for fear of being too forward. Her hands roved over his back and down to his ass. She slipped hands between his buns and fingered his hairy asshole. Osachi squeezed his scrotum, feeling the two eggs inside as they slapped against her rump." }, { "from": "human", "value": "They were wet with juice, the hair plastered against the silky skin." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He slapped her breasts with breathless annoyance when her squeezes became too rough.\n\nShe laughed inwardly at men's fragility and continued her explorations, her mind almost detached from the volcano of pleasure that was churning her slit. She tested the length of his shaft as it emerged from her tight hole. The hairs meshed in a sopping mass, and she tightened her cunt once again." }, { "from": "system", "value": "Next message should be approximately 5 sentences." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "There was a tremour from the bag and a rapid contraction that she could feel with the back of her hand. The man's weight descended on her, stuck to the hollow of her thighs like a leech. She felt waves of pressure shoot up the fleshy hose and inundate her insides. Gratefully she surrendered to the sensation.\n\nThey writhed for a long moment, their hips joined, his tongue forcing its way into her willing mouth." } ]

[ { "from": "system", "value": "Hey can you write like Akahige Namban and use whatever i write as a jumping off point?" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Jiro and Tatsunoyama had drunk deeply, enjoying one another's company." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Jiro found the wrestler odd." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He combined a formal mien with an assumption of equality that roused the samurai in Jiro's makeup." }, { "from": "human", "value": "At the same time that he was a humorous and considerate companion, he could be entirely oblivious of admiring glances and the outstretched hands of wrestling fans." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He responded only rarely to any of the messages that the room maid brought from time to time." }, { "from": "human", "value": "When he did respond, it was usually by scrawling his name on a plaque presented for the purpose by some admirer, or more rarely by pressing his hand into an ink stone loaded with red ink and imprinting his palm on a sheet of paper." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "His apprentice would take the paper reverently and rush off to present it to the delighted follower of the sport." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "At length they went off to the bath." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The bathroom was spacious, with a cedar-lined tub and well-appointed fittings." }, { "from": "human", "value": "They talked leisurely while Tatsunoyama's apprentice scrubbed their backs and they rinsed with the sulfury-smelling waters." }, { "from": "human", "value": "They watched the crowd of humanity that had come for a late-night soak." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Some of the women, Jiro decided, were quite pleasantly shaped." }, { "from": "human", "value": "None, of course, like his own Okiku and Rosamund, but pleasing nonetheless." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "There was a group of several women pilgrims who had monopolized one corner of the huge sunken tub." }, { "from": "human", "value": "In another corner an elderly samurai dozed, cold towel folded on his head." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Two men, local farmers by their accents and hairdos, talked of crops." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "A father and two young sons scrubbed themselves in another corner." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Someone sang softly in the candlelit steamy gloom." }, { "from": "human", "value": "They lowered themselves into the tub, each covertly examining the other." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The wrestler saw a large, heavily muscled samurai with peculiarly sallow skin and light, almost greyish eyes." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Jiro was taller than the wrestler." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "His wrists were thicker than a samurai's should be." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Jiro's father, Tatsunoyama knew, had been a foreigner." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "As the Shogun's admiral and shipwright, he had trained his second son in his own craft, owning it no shame for his youngest son, who could never inherit his position, to learn a trade." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Miura Anjin's son Jiro had not, however, become a shipwright like his English father." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Instead, he taught letters to young children and foreign knowledge to whoever would hear." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Jiro saw a massive mountain of fat descending into the steaming pool beside him." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Under the fat, however, his warrior's eye saw layers of muscle and brawn." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "And the wrestler's hands, he knew from report, could crush a man's head like a melon." }, { "from": "system", "value": "Next message should be approximately 2 sentence." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Both massive bodies subsided beneath the hot waters with a sigh, causing a small tidal wave in the crowded pool. Some of the pilgrims in the far corner who had been chatting animatedly glanced at the two massive bodies, whose maleness was inadequately hidden by tiny towels, then returned to their conversations." } ]

[ { "from": "system", "value": "Write 3 sentences like Akahige Namban would, using user's text as beginning" }, { "from": "system", "value": "Produce a starting prompt please." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Jiro awoke with the sensation of a threat. He oriented himself in the dark, opening his eyes to mere slits. Closer to the window he could make out the massive snoring bulk that was his host." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Another, slightly higher sound intruded on his senses." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Slowly and silently he drew the short sword that rested beneath his pillow. A mat frame creaked. A figure loomed over him." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Twisting to one side, he threw his quilt over the assailant and rolled away." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "His foot struck a wooden pillar, and he rolled toward the attacker. The figure gave a muffled cry and fell back, crashing over the wrestler's massive form.\n\nThe snoring stopped abruptly." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Another muffled scream and a figure seemed to launch itself in the air, over Tatsunoyama's recumbent bulk, to the area where Jiro had been before." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "There was a resounding slap, and the leaping figure crashed to the ground. There was the sound of continuing struggle for a short while from Tatsunoyama's bedding, then silence. Jiro, his senses alert, probed for any more attackers." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Tatsunoyama lay sensibly still, one of the bundles beside him inert, the other struggling feebly." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Jiro's acute senses, trained by Okiku, who had been a professional assassin, told him of no other threat. Leisurely he lit a lamp.\n\n\"Let us examine your prizes, Tatsunoyama-zeki.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "He had a feeling that he knew who the prizes were." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Lady One was lying at full length on the matting. There was a growing purple bruise on one temple. She was dressed in tight-fitting black clothes, black turban, and a black gauze mask." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Beside her outstretched hand lay a long stiletto-like pin. Its tip glittered stickily. Jiro moved it carefully aside." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He did not know the type, but the sticky substance on the blade seemed to indicate poison." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He examined the girl with caution." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "She seemed stunned, not dead.\n\n\"Well, not too badly damaged, I imagine,\" Jiro said conversationally while he bound her with his sword cord, released from the scabbard.\n\n\"Let's look at the other one,\" Tatsunoyama said with the same tone of indifference." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I suppose they were for you? I can't imagine them as supporters of mine on a surprise visit.\"\n\n\"I am terribly sorry for the inconvenience. They were indeed aiming at me.\" He explained the circumstances while they removed Lady Two's weapon—a straight-edged dagger—and uncovered her." }, { "from": "human", "value": "She glared at Jiro and made a move to leap at him with bared teeth." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Stop that!\" Tatsunoyama ordered, shaking her. Her teeth rattled in her head as her neck snapped back and forth with the power of his movement. She looked at his face and seemed to recognize him for the first time." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"You're the wrestler. We deeply apologize for this intrusion. It is a matter of revenge, you see. You must let us go.\"\n\nThe fat man laughed. \"What do I care for your revenges? You disturbed my sleep! I hate that!\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "He emphasized each statement with a shake." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Her head shook back and forth like a puppet's. \"You must never do that again! Do you understand?\"\n\nShe nodded in agreement." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Her twin moaned and stirred.\n\n\"Besides, you disturbed my guest. That is not done. If you want to challenge him, do it outside!\" She nodded again, and he released her." }, { "from": "human", "value": "She shot forward like a striking snake, snatching for the dagger that Jiro held negligently before him." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Fast as she was, the fat man was faster. There was a meaty slap, and his massive palm smacked into her back. His other hand swept her legs from under her, and he pinned her to the ground." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Impassively he said, \"You apparently were not listening. I said not to do that!\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "This time he emphasized each word with a slap on her squirming buttocks. She cried out but continued to struggle. His impassivity did not change, nor did the tempo of his hand coming down on her roughly clothed bum." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Stop that!\" Lady One had recovered from her blow and was writhing in her bonds." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Leave my sister alone!\"\n\n\"When she learns to obey me,\" Tatsunoyama said imperturbably.\n\n\"Never! I'll kill him!\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "came the muffled retort. Lady One increased her struggles, but Jiro knew his knots too well. He looked on with interest as she tried to extricate herself." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Tatsunoyama hauled himself to a sitting position." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He groped behind him and found a small raku-ware sake container, which he drained. His other hand kept Lady Two pinned on the floor. She still struggled furiously." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Might as well be comfortable,\" said the wrestler." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He hauled Lady Two onto his crossed knees. \"You will do what I say. You will refrain from misbehaving. Until then I will punish you.\" He raised his meaty hand again and brought it down on the girl's inflamed buttocks." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "She struggled furiously for a while as his blows rained down steadily.\n\nJiro looked down at her. She glared back. \"Do you enjoy being beaten?\" he asked." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I know a woman who does,\" he added for Tatsunoyama's benefit." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"She gets excited that way.\" He refrained from describing Rosamund's other talents and attributes.\n\n\"Is that so?\" wondered Tatsunoyama, surprised for once." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I find that very odd. Pain is not after all pleasant—though sometimes it is necessary.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "His hand did not pause for a moment.\n\n\"No, I don't!\"\n\n\"You don't what?\" Tatsunoyama inquired." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Enjoy being beaten. Stop, please—oh stop, please!\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Tatsunoyama stayed his hand. \"You will obey? Stop fighting?\"\n\n\"Yes, yes, of course, I will have to kill him another time.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "He released his hand, but again she tried to lunge forward at Jiro." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Tatsunoyama's hands clamped on her body." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"You are forcing me to exercise when I should be asleep. Now I must relax again. I assure you, you will obey me in the end. I was an apprentice for many years before I fought my way through the curtain into the ranks of the champions. I have trained as an apprentice, and that is hard, and as a champion, and that is harder. I assure you I can train you. But first I must relax. I do not like to be annoyed.\" His moon face was suffused with a frown.\n\nHe pulled at the rough fabric of her blue-dyed workman's pants." }, { "from": "human", "value": "There was a ripping sound, and the fabric parted." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Her buttocks glowed rose with the force of his blows. She shivered involuntarily as the cold night air met her overheated sensitive skin. Holding her down with one hand, Tatsunoyama shrugged out of his light sleeping yukata robe." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The enormous dome of his belly overshadowed the stout, fat prick that banged against the overhang." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "His balls hung down from a forest of curls between his legs, though the insides of his thighs were rubbed bald from the rough hemp loincloth he wore while fighting. He slapped apart her legs after ripping the leggings down, and knelt between them. She looked behind her fearfully." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Have no fear. I will not let my weight down on you—unless you struggle and provided you say, 'I will obey,' by the time I am ready to finish with you.\"\n\nShe squirmed around fearfully, but he held her down by neck and hip. He squatted down between her thighs and lowered himself." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Jiro marvelled at the man's flexibility." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "His joints, notwithstanding their massiveness, were as flexible as a baby's. The tip of the cock massaged the back of the girl's ass for a moment. He pushed forward slowly." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "She felt the mass of his belly on her overheated buns and shied away. He probed remorselessly, and the tip of his pole found the tiny button of her ass. Not knowing the size of his tool but knowing that his entry was inevitable, she raised her buttocks to facilitate entry into her cunt." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Her heated mounds touched the arch of his belly, and she quivered again. Fear of being smothered under the mound of flesh and muscle, rather than of the coming act, made her frame tremble. He eased forward again, saying, \"You will obey me! Do not try to escape.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "She nodded wordlessly as the tip of his machine probed the outer fringes of her cunt." }, { "from": "human", "value": "To his surprise, he found it moist." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Enjoying and using the slickness, he eased forward, parting the fat lips of her sex." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "They both let out their breaths in an audible sigh as he slid his length up her slick channel.\n\nTo her surprise the pressure of his belly on her ass was not unbearable. The skin still stung, but she was not crushed." }, { "from": "human", "value": "She elevated her buttocks to facilitate his entry, and he moved obligingly back and down." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Then he pulled out of her entirely. She aided his movement by a bucking motion of her hips, and again he drove forward. He released her nape, but she made no move to escape as his cock shuttled in and out of her." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Jiro observed with delight and amazement as Tatsunoyama's massive frame hovered over the girl's slight body with the lightness of thistledown." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "With amazing agility the fat man moved his hips in wide circles and plunged himself deeply into the woman before him. She responded with a dreamy smile and an occasional grunt, more of pleasure than from the feel of Tatsunoyama's weight.\n\nTheir climax approached. Tatsunoyama moved faster, and the girl moved with him." }, { "from": "human", "value": "She rose to her elbows now." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "One of her hands molded her dangling breasts. With the other she reached beneath her and lightly supported Tatsunoyama's dangling scrotum. Fearful for his friend, Jiro readied the dagger to stop any suspicious move, but the girl seemed sincerely intent on protecting the man's jewels." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Will you obey me?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Tatsunoyama asked in his hoarse voice.\n\nAs if in a faraway dream, Lady Two answered, \"Yes. Yes, I will.\"\n\n\"You'll do what I say,\" emphasized Tatsunoyama." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"You will leave Master Jiro alone!\"\n\n\"Yes, yes, of course,\" she answered dreamily. Then she turned her face to him and made a bowing motion to the floor." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Tatsunoyama surged up behind her." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He pulled her to him and ground her buttocks into the hollow under his belly. His buttock muscles pumped, and she squealed as wave after wave of pleasure overtook her. His massive ass muscles pumped his own liquid into her at the same time, spraying her insides and overflowing onto the sleeping pad." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Lady One looked on from her bonds, her eyes glaring fearfully." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Tatsunoyama released Lady Two and let her gently down onto the mat.\n\n\"And you?\" he asked Lady One conversationally. His dripping prick seemed to threaten her from under its protecting ledge." }, { "from": "human", "value": "It had lost much of its stiffness but appeared still serviceable." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Sister! Do what he says!\" Lady Two hissed from the floor.\n\n\"But our master!\" agonized the other." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"We are masterless now, don't you see? How can two strolling players have a master? No one can expect us to be masterless for long...\"\n\n\"I will bring you under my wing,\" croaked Tatsunoyama. \"After all,\" he smiled, \"in some ways we are alike. We both display to the crowds as a living. In years to come sumo will become more of a spectacle, now that the old masters are gone and we rarely kill in the ring. And this thing that you do, these performances, no doubt they, too will become popular as entertainment even in the cities. What do you call this acting without masks?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I don't know,\" answered Lady One while licking her lips." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"It has no name, but it is more popular than the No plays or the sarugaku...\"\n\n\"Sister... !\" pleaded the other twin.\n\n\"Very well. We will do your will.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "She smiled at him." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I rather liked you from the moment I saw you. But you have to prove yourself to me,\" she added fiercely. \"The master could.\" She rolled over on her back and spread her legs.\n\nJiro, excluded from the conversation by the twin's enmity, bit his lips." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He remembered that he had deflowered both twins almost simultaneously when he was a captive of their deceased lord." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "His balls ached from the desire to stab himself again into that sweet cleft he knew was hidden under the rough fabric.\n\n\"No,\" Tatsunoyama smiled in his turn. \"That is not the way I care to do it. You will do it my way.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "He laid himself comfortably on his back." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Release her!\" he ordered Lady Two.\n\nShe divested herself of the remains of her pants and moved to obey. She squatted with her back to him, and Jiro could see the length of the crack between her rosy buns and the tangled, spermy end of the beard hanging below." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He would have liked to step forward and introduce himself into the inviting opening, but a warning glance from Tatsunoyama restrained him. His massive fists clenched painfully. Lady Two untied her sister and rubbed her limbs briskly to restore circulation." }, { "from": "human", "value": "With several swift motions she removed her sister's clothing as well." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The two were perfect twins, differing now only in that one was slightly wetter and rosier than the other. They rose and stood side by side for a moment.\n\nTatsunoyama admired their stance and composure, then motioned to his prick, hidden from his eyes by the mound of his belly." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Lady Two knelt swiftly by his side. Her pink tongue slipped out and licked the semi-hard rod with a quick flip. Another followed, and another, until she was laving the length of the rod with her tongue." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "She sucked and nibbled at the member until it stiffened anew. Holding it with her fist, she turned to her sister. The slim figure of Lady One straddled the mound of muscle." }, { "from": "human", "value": "She poised there for a moment, like a child riding a tortoise, then slid down until her open crack hovered over the waiting impaler." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Lady Two bent behind her, and her tongue licked out. The hairy crack was moistened rapidly, and Lady One stuck herself gradually onto the waiting tool. Tatsunoyama looked on approvingly as she began rapidly bobbing up and down his stiff pole." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The slick coated length appeared and disappeared, now hidden by her bush, now pulling at the lips that let it go reluctantly." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Jiro eased himself out of the room into the dimly lit corridor." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "It was obvious he was not invited to the party. The only thing to do, he decided, was to take a bath. He would have the bathhouse to himself, and the heat would at least soothe his tension." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He walked through the silent corridors and down to the steaming room." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Stripping off his yukata, he could not help but think of the scene he had abandoned above. His massive cock reared its head futilely for the second time that night. He tried to ignore the pressure and marched determinedly to the pool's edge, pausing while he decided whether to be polite and wash or whether to simply plunge in." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Saaa... !\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The drawn-out sound startled him out of his contemplation. He turned his head. Six pairs of eyes looked him over thoughtfully." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "In his confusion, he fell more than slid into the bath, almost babbling apologies before he remembered his rank and status. The six women pilgrims he had seen before resumed a low-voiced conversation. He tried to relax and ignore them." }, { "from": "human", "value": "In the heat, his painful erection would not go away." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Neither would the women. He could not masturbate, considering the circumstances. He examined them out of the corner of his eyes." }, { "from": "human", "value": "They were not young, but not, he noticed, particularly old either." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Two of them were out of the tub, and their chunky, muscular bodies gleamed with water and health. A farmwife pilgrim association, he surmised. The government had inveighed against the pilgrimage practice, because it took time away from the serious business of work, but it was the people's sole relaxation sometimes, and many indulged in it when they could." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Times were peaceful now that the Age of Wars was over, and people tried to relax more." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "One of the women got out of the tub and passed behind Jiro. She splashed herself with cold water from a barrel near the wall, then dipped the bucket again. This time the bucket slipped, and Jiro felt the splash of cold water send currents down his back." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Oh, I'm terribly sorry! I really wasn't careful... Allow me to apologize.\" The female voice was very near.\n\nJiro turned his head." }, { "from": "human", "value": "She was standing near him, bending over solicitously." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Her breasts, with a pair of tiny nipples, swung suggestively before his face. She had a pleasant, flat face, and there was a hint of mischief in her tone.\n\n\"Are you all right, mister?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "He nodded, and she took that as an invitation to sit beside him on the tub rim." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "She was quite unself-conscious, and he noticed that her legs were spread comfortably. Tiny outer lips barely covered long inner folds in her cunt, he saw.\n\n\"We're from Nara and on our way to visit the sites near Mount Koya\", she said." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Are you a pilgrim too?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"No,\" he answered, struggling to maintain his composure. \"I am looking for someone, a friend.\" He described Satsuki.\n\n\"We haven't seen anyone of that description,\" she cooed." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Girls, this gentleman is looking for a friend.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "She repeated Jiro's story. There was a general agreement to her denial, and some sentences Jiro could not hear clearly. One thing he thought he did hear was, \"She's a lucky girl, though, if that's the way he's looking for her!\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The words were drowned in a burst of laughter. Jiro did not know how to react. He was about to rise and stalk off, when the woman beside him leaned forward again." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"You must be very sore from your journey,\" she said solicitously." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Please let me rub it for you.\" She rubbed the muscles in his neck slowly. While doing so she had to lean forward, and Jiro was conscious of two tiny glowing spots that dragged along the skin of his back." }, { "from": "human", "value": "She rubbed harder, and his shoulders relaxed, though the relaxation was not apparent underwater." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Suddenly he was conscious of another figure near him. A voice sounded by his left ear. \"I see you need help, Mitsuko.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "A pair of plump, work-strengthened hands was added to the first." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Another figure splashed to join them. He opened his eyes to find himself surrounded by expectant females' faces. Before he could recover, they seemed to have reached a decision, based on nothing more than a brief exchange of glances." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Two firm hands dived underneath and grasped his prick.\n\n\"It's lovely!\"\n\n\"Such a big one!\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Six pairs of hands hauled him gently to his feet and laid him on a nearby wooden bench." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "His cock stood erect along his belly, ready for action. The pilgrims admired their catch for a moment. Jiro's cock was indeed impressive, and they relished the sight." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Looks like there's enough for all,\" Mitsuko breathed." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Now don't disappoint us, lovey. There's six of us, you know!\" She swung a strong leg over him and settled herself on top of his erection. She posed there for a moment, then let herself down with a deep breath of satisfaction." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Good, in't?\" asked one of the others." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Mitsuko's only answer was a beatific smile as she began bouncing up and down the length of the magnificent maleness lodged in her juicy hole.\n\nJiro supported her with his hands, enjoying the sensation he knew would lead to his release. He was not worried about the other five." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He needed release now, and he intended to get it." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He arched his back and plunged up to meet her downthrust. He was barely conscious of a whispered conversation beside them. Only a fragment reached his ears: \"... but men don't do that!... well, I've never tried it. My old man won't do it to me.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"He'll do it. He's ours.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I've got to...\"\n\n\"Nonsense, no man would!\"\n\nThe dim light in the bathroom was suddenly blotted out." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Jiro, lost in his approaching pleasure, was barely conscious of it when a warm, moist, earth-smelling cushion fringed with hair enveloped his face." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Instinctively, recognizing the smell and textures, he sent his tongue out and into the proffered hole. There was a faintly heard squeal of delight. \"Sweet Jizo! He's doing it, he's doing it! How wonderful!\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "The redolent cunt was mashed against his lips as he continued tonguing it, running his tongue the length of the slit, nipping delicately at the prominent clitoris." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The pressure in his balls grew and grew, and he shoved up with all his strength.\n\nA fountain of creamy sperm shot out from his balls just as the two women on top of him forced themselves down in a last frantic attempt to move before they also came. The three thrashed on the bench like a tangle of eels, the woman on Jiro's face almost falling off in the intensity of her pleasure." }, { "from": "human", "value": "At length Mitsuko and her partner rose from his recumbent form." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Oh, no,\" said one disappointed woman, a plump figure with full breasts and a pleasantly curved belly. \"He's done for. Look at him, Mitsuko. You've milked him dry.\"\n\n\"Milked him, but not dry. Look at his lovely tool.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "The object in question was as stiff as ever, though coated thickly with a frothy residue." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Its my turn now!\" announced one woman unceremoniously. She threw a leg over Jiro's hips and drew him into her." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He thrust up deeply, intent on her pleasure as well as his own." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I'll follow Omurasaki!\" announced the plump one. Before Jiro could react, he found himself imprisoned between two plump thighs. Full, clean cunt with fat lips pressed against his mouth." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He moved his head in meek protest, but the movement of his nose brought on pleasurable squealings, and he renewed his tongue work again." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He raised his hands to feel her plump buttocks, but apparently others had a different idea. He found his hands seized and straddled. The callused sides of his palms were rubbed roughly against hungry lips, readying them and pacifying them until the real thing were to arrive." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The juice in his balls rose again." }, { "from": "human", "value": "This time, before he could explode he found a soft yet firm hand squeezing hard at the base of his cock." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He tried to protest, but the force of two bodies on his hand and one on his face limited his opposition. The slick sensation on his prick continued. He was conscious of a clenching and rocking as his rider finished, and a new, slightly tighter cunt was on him, and a lighter body was riding him." }, { "from": "human", "value": "His tongue tired, but not before his rider rocked to completion." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "His face was wiped with a cool towel, and a new rider replaced the one on his face.\n\nSeveral times he almost reached a climax, only to be frustrated by the firm grip at the base of his cock. At last, barely conscious, dipping into a dream of sensation, he felt himself elevated beyond the caress of flesh." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He was a tower of strength, set to serve the demanding mouths about him." }, { "from": "human", "value": "His power bore him through cavern after cavern until he felt a blaze explode within him." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He knew this time that the holding hand would not suffice, and the hand knew it as well. Massive grunting sounds emerged from his mouth and translated themselves into sawing motions of his tongue, which could no longer feel the weariness of the hour. The power grew and grew." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He was vaguely conscious of his hips arching high, of a body riding his, their only connecting point the strength of his maleness and the complimentary female cavern." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The explosion came. It rushed from the base of his spine, gathering power as it swept everything before it. He poised at the top of his arch, his body supported by shoulders and heels alone, his cock high in the air. Soft, irresistible, wet pressure pounded on him from above as his juices spurted from him in an unending jet, forced out by his internal power, all visible muscles motionless." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He collapsed back on the bench." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Coming to, he found himself alone in the bathroom. The candles had guttered down. His head was pillowed on a towel." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Folded neatly in it were six amulets. He shook himself and rinsed off slowly in the hot water, then in cold, then in the pool again. Wearily he headed back to Tatsunoyama's suite." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The wrestler was on his back again, snoring. On each side of him snuggled a smaller bundle. One of the twins opened an eye." }, { "from": "human", "value": "She saw Jiro's face by the light of the candle, ignored him, and snuggled up again to her massive lover." }, { "from": "system", "value": "Next message should be approximately 1 sentence." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Ignoring her in turn, Jiro fell into an exhausted sleep." } ]

[ { "from": "system", "value": "expand on the story like Akahige Namban would" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Two groups stood in a clearing on the bank of the cool Yoshino River." }, { "from": "human", "value": "A tall, thin man with a strong hawk nose and brooding eyes looked on as the men argued." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "In the background, women with unbound hair stood watch over the quarrel. Satsuki knelt by a small camellia bush, watching its buds, then raised her eyes with a wistful look to Yoshino Hill, which rose above them. Midori, kneeling beside her on her goza mat, rested a hand on Satsuki's arm.\n\n\"Please do not worry, Elder Sister. Our leader, Daisangyoja, will not bow down to these...\" She indicated the opposing group, far smaller than their own, by a toss of her shapely chin.\n\nSatsuki turned her head curiously. \"Oh, of course,\" she said indifferently. \"I was actually sighing because of our loss.\"\n\nMidori looked at her with troubled eyes. \"Loss?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Yes. We will not get to see the hundred thousand cherry trees bloom.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "She indicated the wooded hillside with a sweep of her full sleeve." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Midori was perplexed. \"The argument does not concern you?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Of course not, my dear. The men will settle it among themselves, and we will do whatever is necessary. Come, we must think of this camellia. Will its blossoms complement the scene, do you think?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Midori bit her lip. Osatsuki was so strange; her actions were incomprehensible. Undoubtedly though, the men would settle the affair, and she knew she could trust Daisangyoja, their leader.\n\nThe two groups of men were fingering their sword hilts nervously. Tsuneyoshi, who was slightly to the rear, dried his hands on the deerskin that hung behind him and served him as a seat in the wilds. He did not care to fight other yamabushi, but Master Daisangyoja was right. He had led them here, and his awe-inspiring words brought proof that salvation was near at hand. The poor, deluded fools of the Tozan-ha sect who opposed him here would see their error when the time came for him to perform his miraculous prayers." }, { "from": "human", "value": "In the meantime though, lesser leaders shouted and argued precedence on the route to the holy mountains." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The Tozan-ha could not stop them, nor could any priest, nor warrior, nor any man. Daisangyoja was the heir of En-no-Gyoja, founder of the yamabushi and initiator of mountain pilgrimage. Daisangyoja's spells were so powerful that all demons fled before them. He was capable of the most awesome austerities and his prowess as a leader was unquestionable. Why then did the misled ascetics of the Tozan-ha refuse to accept his innovations and his leadership? It was a puzzle to Tsuneyoshi.\n\nThe hawk-faced man, who had stood silently while the argument waxed, stamped his ring-topped stave on the ground once. The dispute ended as if cut by a knife." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Even the Tozan-ha opponents, impressed by Daisangyoja's mien, stood waiting. He strode forward." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I am Daisangyoja, the Supreme Vision of all ascetics. I am before you. Please see me as I am now. In days to come I will be transformed. Before your very eyes.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "His voice was melodious, powerful, almost hypnotic." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Men and women listened to him. Even though his words were arrogant, his tone was such that no one could doubt his power or sincerity.\n\n\"I and my people will go up to the mountains. We will prepare ourselves by the usual methods. In addition I will perform another magic—one not performed since the olden days. Doing so I will be transformed, and so will those with me. I will eat pine needles and I will be reborn in this life. Come with me into the mountains.\" He turned and strode to the river, shedding his clothing as he walked. His own people followed unhesitatingly. A small number of the Tozan-ha members followed hesitant suit. Some of the Tozan-ha hurried off, possibly to inform their fellows. The vast majority stood its ground." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Midori tugged at Satsuki's sleeve." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Come, we must bathe,\" she said." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"We are not permitted on the mountain, but even those of us who are left behind must be cleansed.\" The yamabushi and their few women, the men in their white loincloths, the women in red petticoats, marched into the chilled waters. Satsui felt her nipples pucker with the cold. The water was not freezing, merely colder than she liked. She dipped the ritual three times, the rocks in the riverbed making her footing uneven and threatening her poise. She looked at her broodingly for a long time. She bowed gracefully. Beside her Midori drew in an audible breath, but the master ignored her. His hooded eyes seemed to look deep into Satsuki's soul." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "There was something inhuman about his gaze. She felt he was not interested in her, in her sex, in anything she had to offer. He was examining her for some quality she might possibly have, but he had no interest in her as a person.\n\nThey emerged dripping from the water into the hot afternoon sun. Tsuneyoshi was at her elbow. He bowed and approached Daisangyoja.\n\n\"This is your new woman? The one you told me about?\" asked the master.\n\nTsuneyoshi indicated assent." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Daisangyoja looked at her one last time." }, { "from": "system", "value": "Next message should be approximately 2 sentences." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I will try her and see. Perhaps she is the one we are waiting for. If not... we will have to wait again.\" He strode off without another word." } ]

[ { "from": "system", "value": "im ur writing buddy. i set scene, u do 5 sentences like Akahige Namban" }, { "from": "system", "value": "Produce a starting prompt please." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "A fire was lit, and samples of the pure grains were burned. Charms were read over Satsuki's supine body, and mystic signs were traced on her skin in sanctified ink. The droning of the chants, the conch blasts, and the jangle of instruments lulled Satsuki into a trance. As the fire died down in its brass bowl, Hasegae drew Satsuki's legs apart. He inserted himself slowly and smoothly into her moist channel while chanting the appropriate verses." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He rolled them onto their sides. His hands loosely caressed her breasts and back, then dipped lower to her ass, spreading her cheeks like the two halves of a peach.\n\nChanting too, Tsuneyoshi laid himself behind her. He inserted his prick into the flexible ring of her ass. Slowly, still chanting, he eased his way into her." }, { "from": "human", "value": "She felt the hardness of the two pricks in her as they nestled into the channels of her flesh." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Gently, softly, she enclosed them within herself, squeezing them as lightly as she could.\n\nTwo pairs of hands now stroked her body. Rising higher, they found her throat and lightly fingered her mouth. She opened her soft lips, and Daisangyoja's prick was gently inserted into the warm waiting cavern. It slid forward, resting on her relaxed tongue." }, { "from": "human", "value": "She breathed easily through her nose while laving the full morsel of flesh with the moisture of her mouth." }, { "from": "system", "value": "Next message should be approximately 3 sentences." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Daisangyoja touched the top of her head approvingly.\n\nThe doors were closed, and they lay that way dreamily through the night, Satsuki slowly urging her men towards a climax by tiny motions of her body, by minute shiftings and clenchings of herself. As the rooster crowed the dawn she was inundated by streams of come from all three men, who were shaken in turn by her climax." } ]

[ { "from": "system", "value": "Job: User writes start, you add ~five sentences sentences. Style: Akahige Namban" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The sylvan atmosphere and the lengthy climb made Jiro less cautious than was his wont. He had not drunk any water in some hours. His breakfast had been bracken shoots, some wild berries, and a single delicious pine mushroom. The sound of a stream penetrated his consciousness. A ridge of rocks barred the path, and he started to clamber over it." }, { "from": "human", "value": "His attackers, fortunately, were less cautious than they should have been." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The first yamabushi leapt with a yell from the heights of a rock that bordered the path. Jiro pulled back from the sword blade that stabbed at his side. He twisted desperately, and a stone rolled out from under his foot. He slipped to the ground, and the sword hissed over his head. His rolling body tripped the second yamabushi, and they both slid down the path." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Jiro recovered first. He rose to his feet, and his great sword arced from its scabbard." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He paused to collect his wits, his head still ringing from its contact with the stones of the path." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He cut down, but the yamabushi managed to roll away. The other man advanced from above, his sword ready. Jiro slid forward and thrust with both hands. The yamabushi parried effortlessly, but Jiro's move was a feint. He slipped sideways, reversed his sword, and thrust under his left armpit." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The second yama-bushi, who had silently rushed him from behind, grunted as the long blade stuck into his abdomen. Jiro released the long sword and drew the short blade from his sash. The yamabushi yelled and charged, expecting his longer blade to give him an advantage. The other yamabushi grunted in agony and slid forward onto the sword, which hit the ground and drove itself further into his body.\n\nThe charging yamabushi's blade whistled down." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Jiro's hand, held stiff and flat, rose parallel to the blade and deflected it. He cut at the yamabushi's torso, and his blade stuck into the man's hip. The mountain man checked his charge. He made a convulsive leap backwards and rose through the air, to land on a jutting rock. Well out of reach he panted heavily as Jiro retrieved his long katana blade." }, { "from": "human", "value": "His panting changed to a scream of agony as Jiro's short blade grew from his belly." }, { "from": "system", "value": "Next message should be approximately 2 sentences." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The yamabushi looked down in horror at the hilt of the short sword protruding from his belly and toppled forward off the rock. The last sound he heard was the whistle of Jiro's long sword as it cleaved the air." } ]

[ { "from": "system", "value": "yo can u write like Akahige Namban using my stuff as a starting point?" }, { "from": "system", "value": "Produce a starting prompt please." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Are you sure he said we must wait here for him?\" Matsudaira Konnosuke asked the slight young girl before him. Obviously awed by the company, she bowed low to the ground while mumbling her replies. \"It will go hard for you if you are lying!\" he warned, and she shivered as she looked at his severe face.\n\nHe was dressed in brocade silks. His topknot was black and straight as a sword slash." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Though Midori knew him to be a stern man, administrator of life and death for the imperial city of Miyako, still she thought she saw a hint of sensuousness in the narrow lips and classical profile." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He continued looking at her speculatively. Midori, experienced in the ways of men, still could not tell about this sample of the upper classes. She had simply had no experience with such high-class persons before. She looked around her nervously. The middle-rank guesting house was luxuriously appointed. Monks were supposed to be abstemious, as were pilgrims, but the Shogun's government demanded a minimum of comfort for its minions, at least the important ones.\n\nThe smooth, bare wooden pillars and beams of the room were clean and well made, exuding the faint fragrance of hinoki wood." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The painted fusuma panels had been decorated by an artist, and the finger holes for the sliding fusuma doors were made of lacquered copper, each cover a different play on the shape of a crane." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Peculiarly, the lord before whom she sat was unaccompanied by any attendants except the two women for whom she had searched, and so far neither had said a word. She had been several days on the way, searching for traces of Lord Matsudaira, and had then spent several days more searching for his resting place. All that time, fear for Elder Sister Osatsuki had driven her on.\n\nThere was an altercation outside, followed by a low voice calling for Matsudaira's attention.\n\n\"Forgive the intrusion?\"\n\n\"Yes?\" answered Matsudaira.\n\n\"A message from the ronin Miura Jiro, my lord.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "The retainer slid the fusuma door open, stepped in, knelt, and slid it closed." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He was a young samurai, plainly dressed in black overcoat. He bowed and handed a folded slip of paper to Matsudaira with both his hands, then turned and left.\n\nMatsudaira read the short note and smiled. \"Jiro is at the nearby teahouse—\"\n\nHe had barely finished speaking before there was a rush of movement. The slim woman Midori identified as Okiku rose quickly to her feet. She bowed (rather perfunctorily) in Matsudaira Konnosuke's direction and slipped out the door, not before flashing a brief smile at Midori." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The other cowled figure stirred impatiently but did not move.\n\nGovernor Matsudaira looked at Midori. He smiled at her for the first time. \"It seemed you were telling the truth, girl. Mr. Miura says he has Osatsuki with him.\"\n\n\"Wonderful! Oh, wonderful!\" Tears of happiness coursed down Midori's cheeks, and she bowed gratefully.\n\nRosamund looked on curiously. The yamabushi girl was attractive in a common sort of way." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Her most impressive feature was a mass of soft brown hair, unusual amongst the denizens of the Japans, whose hair was usually a coarse black. Rosamund longed to touch those soft tresses. She wondered if Goemon felt the same, hiding his feelings behind the stern exterior of his official persona. It was exciting to have Jiro back, and she was getting bored sitting in the guest house. She could not move around freely, since in her guise as Matsudaira Konnosuke's concubine she was restricted to her quarters or palanquin. She had wanted to visit the great monastery of Mount Koya but found the entrance forbidden to women. She wished they could all resume their former guises—Goemon as an itinerant doctor, Jiro as masterless samurai, a ronin, Okiku as pilgrim—and go travelling once again." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The enforced inactivity of life in the House of Women, bound about by formal rules and the restrictions of her own uniqueness in this society, had palled long since." }, { "from": "system", "value": "Next message should be approximately 3 sentences." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Goemon...\" She started to ask for some respite from boredom, when she was interrupted by noises from the outside.\n\nOkiku, Jiro, and Osatsuki bowed their way into the room.\n\n\"Elder Sister!\" Midori squealed, her position and all decorum forgotten." } ]

[ { "from": "system", "value": "Produce 3 sentences using the prose and structure of Akahige Namban every time its your turn using what the user wrote as a seed." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"It is regrettable you were not able to kill that person,\" Goemon said thoughtfully. \"It will undoubtedly cause more trouble, and the Presence wanted the matter dealt with before any coal of discontent could turn into a full-blown religious fire.\"\n\nJiro moved uncomfortably in his seat, his hands folded in his sleeves." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Had I known we had a commission, nothing would have stayed my hand.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Oh, stop your bemoaning, you two!\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Okiku demanded sharply. \"We can always take care of him later. I am glad we are united. What do we do now?\"\n\nGoemon raised an eyebrow. \"Return to Miyako, of course. There are official duties waiting for me.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Nonsense!\" scoffed Rosamund. Jiro always wondered at her bluff ways, something no other woman displayed, at least publicly. \"I'm tired of being cooped up in that mansion all day. Let's have a holiday.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"A holiday?\" asked Goemon, scandalized." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"It is necessary to work hard. If a superior man minds his ways, his family will prosper. If the family prospers and attends to its business, the government prospers. If the government attends to its business, the country prospers. How then can a superior man engage in frivolities?\" The sententious Confucian phrases rang readily from his lips. His face was held in humorless lines, black brows contracted under his shaven pate." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Oh, foof!\" declared his blonde paramour, accurately if inelegantly, \"If you don't take me,\" she pouted, \"I'll get Okiku and Jiro to take me on a pilgrimage of Shikoku Island. That'll show you. You'll have to go without me for months!\"\n\nHe grinned. \"I'll just have to lay Osatsuki. Or Oko, your delectable little maid.\"\n\n\"Hmf,\" sniffed Rosamund. \"You'll never hear the end of it.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Okiku intervened before the argument could get more serious. \"You can't return to Miyako yet, Goemon. You are supposed to be on pilgrimage. Breaking it off in the middle would be considered a bad omen. In any case, we cannot return to Miyako before the matter of Master Daisangyoja is settled.\"\n\n\"Very well. We shall have to go to Yoshino to wait.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"There is another possibility,\" Okiku continued. \"Let us go down to Kumano, by the coast. There might be some news of Daisangyoja and his men. The yamabushi normally exit the mountains at the southern end, and we will hear news of them there.\"\n\n\"We will go to Nachi,\" Jiro rumbled quietly from his seat." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Nachi? Why Nachi?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I have always wanted to pray at the famous falls shrine there. Also, the Goki cast my fortune, and it was said I need visit the shrine. We are going to Nachi.\"\n\nGoemon shrugged. Jiro was always easy tempered, but there was a streak of stubbornness in him. Once his mind was made up, it was impossible to make him see reason." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "In any case, Goemon also felt the need to travel. Living the regimented life of a city governor with all it entailed was more than a bit tiresome. \"Very well. Nachi Falls it is, then.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"And no retainers,\" added Rosamund sharply. \"I'm tired of the palanquin.\"\n\n\"I have an idea,\" Goemon said thoughtfully." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"We can go to Wakayama, on the coast. My retainers will wait there while I cloister myself in one of the temples. Goemon and his friends can then travel by boat to Kumano.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Okiku clapped her hands joyfully. \"Oh, yes! That's a wonderful idea. There are boats there for rent. And the time is just right.\"\n\n\"Osatsuki can return to Miyako or wait for us in Wakayama.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"She is afraid to travel alone,\" cautioned Okiku.\n\n\"Besides,\" added Rosamund sweetly, \"you do so want to lay her... Why, my love, you're blushing!\" She laughed maliciously.\n\n\"And wherever Satsuki goes, Midori is sure to come too,\" Okiku added." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"They have sworn sisterhood, and Midori acts as Satsuki's apprentice.\"" }, { "from": "system", "value": "Next message should be approximately 4 sentences." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Okiku, my dear, it seems we two are superfluous. We should let these four travel by themselves, and you and I shall find some pretty boys and have fun by ourselves.\" Rosamund was goading Goemon deliberately. He knew that; nonetheless his fist clenched on his thigh.\n\n\"I see you are anticipating an entertaining time,\" Okiku laughed at her friend." } ]

[ { "from": "system", "value": "Task: The user will write a bit then you need to write around six sentences continuing directly from the user's text.\n\nAuthor style: Akahige Namban" }, { "from": "system", "value": "Produce a starting prompt please." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The boat they had hired at Wakayama was provided with a small cabin furnished with a single tatami-floored room and a clay-lined hearth. During the day the paper shoji windows and wooden shutters were removed, providing a view of the magnificent shores of the Seto inland sea. When they anchored for the night the shutters were raised and the six, tired by the excitement of travel, composed themselves for sleep.\n\nThey were rowing slowly down the coast, when their attention was drawn to the sound of fireworks announcing a festival.\n\n\"Do let us put in there,\" asked Satsuki prettily.\n\n\"Oh, yes,\" seconded Rosamund." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The two men, in nominal control of the party, looked at one another and smiled ruefully. The boatman was given his orders, and soon they found themselves on a small beach. Crowds of villagers of all ages were rushing about. Gay banners fluttered in the air. The village's newly painted fishing vessels, high prowed and low sterned, rested in a row while a formally clad priest in white robes and black gauze hat blessed them with an evergreen branch dipped in water. Children ran about everywhere." }, { "from": "human", "value": "There were booths selling delicacies and small gewgaws for housewives and the young." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "A barrel of sake had been broached, and the liquor was being offered to all and sundry.\n\nThe headman approached the boat. He was responsible for order in the village, and strangers were his concern. When he saw the odd composition of the party—a masterless samurai and his youthful page, the latter's face heavily made up as if going to war, a wandering doctor, a cowled nun, and a respectable-looking city matron—his suspicions were aroused. He was quelled, however, by the writ of passage signed by the lord of Wakayama himself, allowing these strange visitors free movement through the domain. Goemon, knowing the need for papers, had thoughtfully prevailed on the Wakayama lord, a distant cousin, to provide them." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Like any true bureaucrat, the Wakayama lord was careful not to be too interested in the disguised activities of the Miyako governor." }, { "from": "human", "value": "They wandered about the village, admiring the festival decorations." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "A drumbeat started near one of the larger houses. A procession emerged, headed by several youths holding the flags of the village shrine. They were followed by men bearing offerings of rice, fruit, and wine. A young man, his face as heavily made up as Okiku's though in white rather than pink, and dressed in woman's clothing, followed. Behind him came a crowd of people: older men in formal garb, near naked younger ones carrying two objects on carrying poles. More people marched behind, some practising dance steps, others carrying boxes of beans and persimmons." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The procession reached the party of visitors from Miyako." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Okiku, in her disguise as a young man, looked at the female impersonator. Under his guise and mincing walk she could see a handsome youth. He glanced casually in her direction, and their looks crossed. He seemed to smile, and she thought he had penetrated her guise.\n\nWhen the carrying pole party reached their vantage point, Rosamund found it hard not to laugh. One of the objects being carried was a large, straw-stuffed fish." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Though dried, its smell seemed to reach out and grab her by the nose, and its hollow eyes stared at her accusingly." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "To stifle her laughter she looked over the crop of young men. They reminded her of a different crop of porters she had met soon after arrival in the Japans. That band had raped her and then had the image of a red rose tattooed inside her thigh. The sight of these happy young men, and the memories they raised, brought a curious warmth to the juncture of her legs, and she watched their cadenced walk appreciatively.\n\nThe procession reached the gateless square arch of the torii that marked the entrance to the shrine precincts. It seemed that an altercation was developing." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Some of the barrel guardians wanted to proceed directly through the arch, the porters were trying to bolt." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The pushing and shoving developed apace. Men cried out, and bodies sweated with effort. The parties charged at one another, grabbing at opponents and the objects of their desire impartially. Occasionally one of the combatants would break off to drink sake out of one of the open barrels that had been left thoughtlessly by the roadside. Refreshed, he would plunge into the melee with a yell of delight. Onlookers—the elders, women, and children of the community—cheered both parties on impartially." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Faces reddened. An occasional ear was mashed or eye was blackened as the struggle continued." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"What is going on? What are they fighting about?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Rosamund nudged Jiro, who was standing at her side. He repeated her question aloud to a village elder who was standing and chuckling at their side.\n\nThe man bowed respectfully. \"It is our custom, Mr. Samurai. The young men try to prolong the festival and are reluctant to enter the shrine where their wildness will be tamed. Other men try to force them to enter. Eventually they will, but a long struggle indicates a good year, and so we prolong it.\"\n\n\"So it's just a fake battle then?\" asked Jiro, vaguely disappointed." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The old man cackled again." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Not likely. There are bets riding on the outcome, and since this is an affair of the gods, everyone takes it seriously.\"\n\n\"May anyone join in?\" There was a strange light in Jiro's eyes as he regarded the screaming, scuffling mob.\n\n\"Of course, of course. Sometimes strangers to the village get carried away and join in. The gods are quite happy with the arrangement. Naturally, since they have no friends to help them, they tend to be more battered, but since this is a god affair, that is not too bad.\" He was talking to an inattentive audience. Jiro looked long and hard at the scramble of naked bodies before him." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "It was obvious, an amused Okiku noted, that there was a struggle going on in his mind between the gravity of his position as a samurai and his youthful exuberance. Youthfulness won out. He handed his swords to Okiku and stripped to his loincloth in a trice. Midori giggled, bowed, and offered him a large earthenware bottle of sake someone had just handed her. He took a giant drink appropriate to his massive frame, shook his head, and plunged joyfully into the fray. He emerged a few seconds later, one hand pushing at a stocky fisher-boy, the other clutching a sake bottle. \"Goemon!\" he called, then again, \"Goemon, come on!\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "It took Goemon longer to shed his dignity, but soon he too was stripped to his loincloth, aiding one of the two groups." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The struggle lasted for several hours until darkness fell. The fish was almost torn to pieces, and the barrel had been rolled in the mud but miraculously had not been broken. The fight had taken the combatants, most of whom changed sides several times during the day, down to the beach, where both fish and barrel were washed in the brine. At length the village officials managed to restore order, and the two sacred objects were brought to the shrine and offered before the kami.\n\nJiro and Goemon returned after dark to the boat. They were greeted with derision by Rosamund and Okiku, and respectful bows from Satsuki and Midori." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Go and wash in the sea!\" commanded Okiku." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"You both stink of sake and puke!\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "said Rosamund, turning up her nose.\n\nAbashed, both men turned to do as they were bidden.\n\n\"Oh Master Jiro, please allow me to offer you a towel.\" Osatsuki hurried after them. \"And Master Goemon, please let me tend to your wound.\" Goemon bore a large purple bruise on one shoulder, but he was well content to have it called a wound." }, { "from": "human", "value": "They laughed uproariously, splashing water in all directions as they bathed." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "They returned to the boat, and Rosamund looked at them critically.\n\n\"Both drunk as the poet Li Po. I don't think I will be able to stand it.\" Rosamund rose to her feet.\n\nOkiku rose too. \"I think we shall go for a long walk. Drunkenness in gentlemen is not to be tolerated.\"\n\nOsatsuki bowed at them. \"Pray allow me to stay and care for the poor gentlemen. Their hurts need attention.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"My dear, you need not attend to these drunken sots,\" Okiku answered." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"They'll soon sleep it off.\"\n\n\"No, please allow me...\"\n\nThey bowed to one another, though Rosamund could not forbear a slight chuckle as she and Okiku made their way off the boat. \"Shall we sneak back and watch?\" she asked Okiku.\n\n\"Don't be silly,\" her dark friend answered. \"I think it was very clever of you to suggest this way of allowing Satsuki to thank Jiro, but don't be too obtuse. I've something in mind too. Lets go along the shore for a while.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "She set off, a definite objective in mind." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Back on the boat, with Midori in attendance, Osatsuki set about her work. She and Midori gently tended to the men's cuts and bruises. She then suggested a rub, which was accepted gratefully by both men. Her hands softened the tense muscles one by one. Only one stubborn part remained hard, and she took care not discourage the tendency, while affecting to ignore it. Midori helped as much as she could, observing her elder sister's actions with wide eyes." }, { "from": "human", "value": "They served dinner. Globefish soup, prepared expertly by Satsuki's own hands, was followed by slices of raw globefish, abalone, and vinegared seaweed." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Tiny shrimp and large crayfish competed for the men's attention and their palates. They finished with freshly harvested rice, over which Osatsuki had poured tea spiced with pickled plums and sesame seeds: a specific against overindulgence in sake.\n\nLater she danced, while Midori, who had practised several simple tunes on a flute, accompanied her. Jiro and Goemon were both entranced by the performance and by Satsuki's elegance. They made no effort to enjoy either of the women, knowing by now that Satsuki would lead up to that at the right time and fashion. She did so in the most unexpected fashion, by blowing out the candles that illuminated the cabin." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Ghostly touches were soon felt on both men's skins—the faintest touches of lips, hands, nipples, thighs on the most unexpected places." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Their cocks unfurled and rose proudly erect, and the caresses did not ignore the noble members. There was a slither of cloth in the dark, and both men knew that the women had slipped out of their sashes. The touches continued unabated. Now their own robes were loosened. They sat perfectly still. A hungrily sucking mouth was suddenly applied to Goemon's turgid prick." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The feeling was in such intense contrast to the previous light touches that he jumped." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The mouth—Satsuki's or Midori's, he could not tell—warmed his cock to a pulsating readiness. Smooth, slim buttocks slid against his chest, then moved downwards towards his belly. He sat perfectly stlll, knowing that Satsuki could be counted on to orchestrate the matter to perfection.\n\nGentle hands stroked his shoulders, his belly, grasped his cock. The smooth, full ass before him continued to descend until it was poised directly over his waiting pole. Sure hands guided the tip until it poised at the dry, tight entrance to the nether hole." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The woman before him continued her descent." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The firm, tight muscular ring parted before his penetration. A feeling of pleasurable pressure surrounded his cock. The muscles reluctantly parted before his insertion. He stroked smooth breasts and two erect, rubbery nipples and was rewarded by the feel of two female hands covering his and urging him on. He squeezed the breasts roughly and buried his lips in the soft nape before him.\n\nThe mounds nestled comfortably on his thighs." }, { "from": "human", "value": "His hairs tickled her ass, and she luxuriated in the feeling for a while." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Then, using only the power of her thighs, she began riding up and down the long shaft." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The pain of the insertion rapidly gave way to pleasure, and she barely managed to restrain herself from vocally noting her enjoyment." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "She leaned backwards, and Goemon relaxed back to the mat, supported by her helper. He played with the now flattened breasts and stroked the damp and ready lips of the pussy, while she squeezed her ass to increase his pleasure.\n\nThe touches of Jiro's skin soon gave way to the power of a single sensation. An expert mouth was applied to his cock and began sucking greedily. His magnificent prick expanded even more than it had before, and he helplessly thrust forward with his hips. After a while the mouth was withdrawn and a new one took its place, laving the length of his shaft, kissing the single eye at its head and sipping at the transparent fluid that gathered there." }, { "from": "human", "value": "That sucking too came to an end." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He was urged to his feet and knelt between outstretched legs.\n\nThe woman was ready, her cunt wet... and occupied by Goemon's fingers. Jiro explored some more and found Goemon's long, slim prick stabbing into her ass. He knew what was to be done. Aiming higher than usual, he inserted his shaft slowly into the waiting cunt.\n\nThe soft, slick lips parted quickly before his entry." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He moved forward until her hairs mingled in a wet mass." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Carefully he began a back-and-forth motion. His head lowered to suck at an available nipple, then sought the woman's demanding mouth.\n\nSatsuki listened to the growing sounds of pleasure as both men fucked her apprentice. Midori was rather louder than she should be, she considered critically, but many men, she had noticed, rather enjoyed the sounds of a woman's pleasure. She stopped the action momentarily. Without allowing them to separate, she raised both men to their feet." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The difference in sizes had been anticipated, and Goemon's feet rested on a pile of seating cushions." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Satsuki relit a candle. The sight was charmingly vulgar. Midori's slim, wide-hipped figure was suspended between the brawny figures of both men. Her legs were twined around Jiro's hips, her ass exposed to Goemon's ministrations. She sucked desperately at Jiro's lips, while Goemon bit and nibbled at her shoulders. Both pricks were inserted well into Midori's body." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Their balls stuck together." }, { "from": "system", "value": "Next message should be approximately 4 sentences." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The long shafts, shiny with her juices, appeared and disappeared as Midori climbed up and down using Jiro's hips as a fulcrum. Satsuki looked on. There was much to criticize in Midori's performance, but for now it was satisfactory. There was much yet to be done this evening. She stepped forth with alacrity, dropping her robe." } ]

[ { "from": "system", "value": "Ive got a bit of writers block, im gonna send you something then keep it going 4 sentences at a time, also im going for a Akahige Namban sorta thing." }, { "from": "system", "value": "Produce a starting prompt please." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Rosamund had been separated from her companions by her ignorance of woodcraft. She wrung her hands nervously. She hated fighting. The emotions it roused were ones she felt uncomfortable with. She cowered by a tree, licking her lips and wondering what had happened." }, { "from": "human", "value": "A sound intruded on her thoughts." }, { "from": "human", "value": "She raised her head and could not forbear a scream." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "An unshaven face under a pillbox hat was leering at her around the bole. Seeing she was alarmed and alone, the yamabushi stepped around the tree and reached for her. She reacted instinctively. Pulling back, she lashed at him with her hand. The yamabushi grinned and grabbed at her robe." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The weighted end of the chain she kept in her sleeve hit his forehead above his eyebrow." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The front of his skull caved in, and his eyes turned in his head. Rosamund's breath whistled beneath her teeth as she turned to seek more enemies.\n\nOsatsuki knelt in a clearing, admiring the hint of white seen between the trees. The sound of the waterfall was muted by the tree boles." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Beneath her the velvety moss cushioned her knees and stained the hem of her robe a bright green." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "There was a poem on the subject, she remembered, but the lines would not come to her.\n\nTsuneyoshi stepped out of the forest and stopped beside her. His handsome, aristocratic face was sad. \"You should not have betrayed us,\" he said." }, { "from": "human", "value": "She bowed slightly, looking sideways at him, her head tilted to one side." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"The Master has indicated you are no longer acceptable. I am sorry, but my duty is to him. I could have loved you, but instead...\"\n\n\"What would you do now?\" she asked softly.\n\n\"I'll go into the mountains. I can no longer serve him.\"\n\nHis sword was resting lightly over his shoulder." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He raised it higher, and she noted that it was a heavily curved sword of ancient style, no doubt a relic of his family. There were many such men, scions of great families brought down by the politics and wars that had ended at Osaka with the fall of the Taiko's heir. She leaned forward and shrugged out of her embroidered outer robe, tucking the ends of her sleeves beneath her knees so as to fall properly. He looked at the back of her neck, and the memory of her beauty on their travels rose in him." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I shall pray for your repose in the afterlife,\" he said, and raised the blade two-handed." }, { "from": "system", "value": "Next message should be approximately 2 sentences." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"And I for yours,\" she said softly, and drove the sharp steel hairpin she had drawn from her hair through his ribs and into his heart. Far below them, conches and drums announced the start of the parade." } ]

[ { "from": "system", "value": "Mode: Collab writing\nAmount: 3 sentences\nVoice: Akahige Namban" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Okiku crouched on a branch, motionless." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The stalking yamabushi crept closer. Midori's keening teased him on, When the man was directly below her, parting the bushes that hid the brown-haired girl, Okiku slipped from her perch silently as an owl. The yamabushi died with a snapping crack of the bone in his neck." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Okiku stepped off the warm, twitching body, then immediately leaped high, tumbling in the air as she rose. A second mountain ascetic slashed down at the spot on which she had been standing. Her feet hit the ground, and she flexed her knees and leaped again." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The yamabushi leaped high too, and they met in midair." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Her hands moved swiftly and a bright length of steel whispered through the air as it was withdrawn from concealment in her pilgrim's staff. The yamabushi shrieked and fell in a heap. Midori ran to Okiku's side." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Her sash was off her waist in a flash as she tried to stanch the bright stream of blood that gushed from Okiku's arm and side." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Are you all right? Mistress Okiku, are you well?\"\n\nOkiku grunted. The cuts were superficial, but her arm and side would soon stiffen. Another yamabushi ran into view and headed for the two women." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Midori hastily interposed herself between Okiku and the attacker. Hands extended into claws, she tried to block his approach, screaming incoherently. The yamabushi batted her aside, concentrating on Okiku's blade." } ]

[ { "from": "system", "value": "I'll be your writing partner today. I will set the scene, and you will continue the story with 1 sentence, channeling the voice and techniques of Akahige Namban." }, { "from": "human", "value": "It was a glorious morning." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Rosamund awoke and stretched." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Her friends were around her, sleeping deeply." }, { "from": "human", "value": "She poked bits of bare skin experimentally." }, { "from": "human", "value": "There was no response from female or male except groans or grunts of sleepiness." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Annoyed, she fingered her glowing golden fur." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "She was just ready for another round, but none of these weaklings could supply her, she decided." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "She rose quietly from the tangle of limbs and knelt by the toilet table." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Her face shone at her from the silver travelling mirror." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Her hair was a golden cloud framing her large blue eyes and blooming cheeks to perfection." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Idly she brushed her hair." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The strands crackled with suppressed static electricity." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "She felt the same, still tensed up from last night's events." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "She smiled wickedly and moved the brush downwards." }, { "from": "human", "value": "With steady strokes she brushed her golden bush." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The sensation was titillating but not sufficient." }, { "from": "human", "value": "She pushed harder, then sighed with frustration." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Being the mistress of a rich and important lord had its disadvantages." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The brush, for instance, was soft and smooth for a lady but too soft for her needs, which at times, like now, were violent." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Her companions were still asleep, so she hastily dressed, not bothering with undergarments." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "A white robe and over it the violet cloak and hood of her disguise would suffice." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "She tucked her manryukusari chain in her robe and slid the shoji doors open." }, { "from": "human", "value": "She closed them quietly and turned to face the glorious world without." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The enormous cedars towered around her, their tops hidden in mist." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The roofs of the houses were likewise wreathed." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The mountain rose beside her, covered with forest and mystery." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Not really thinking about it, she turned her steps to the slopes and starting climbing, wishing to exorcise sleep from her bones." }, { "from": "human", "value": "After a stiff climb she could no longer see the roofs of the small hamlet below her, nor of the headman's house where her lovers lay sleeping." }, { "from": "human", "value": "She turned and breathed deeply of the scented air." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The sound of a small brook came to her through the mists." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Suddenly thirsty, she headed for the water." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The stream was small and deliciously cold." }, { "from": "human", "value": "She followed it up to a small widening in the course." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "A waterfall fell from the cliff above." }, { "from": "human", "value": "She stripped and slid her hands caressingly over her body." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Her nipples stood erect in the cold, puckered slightly." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Her thighs were white and firm." }, { "from": "human", "value": "She spread her legs and bent forward to examine the rose on her inner thigh." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Kissing a finger she said, \"Poor little rose, no one has kissed you for ever so long,\" and put the digit to her mossy grove." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Then she plunged into the pool." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The cold bit into her like a knife." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Her nipples puckered more than before, painfully." }, { "from": "human", "value": "She gasped with the pain, finding in the freeze an element of pleasure that raised inner warmth even as the external cold raised goose bumps on her flesh." }, { "from": "human", "value": "She paddled to the end of the pool near a large bush which grew from the rock and pulled herself up." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "She shook herself, then noticed a small niche behind the bush." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "She peered into the darkness." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Something glittered on the rock." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Heedless of the scratches, she forced herself through the bushy barrier." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "On a rock before the niche rested a lacquered wooden bowl and a short metal handle with two diamond-shaped ends." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The joining handle would have been well covered by a man's fist." }, { "from": "human", "value": "She had just bent to pick it up, when something loomed out of the darkness of the niche." }, { "from": "system", "value": "Next message should be approximately 2 sentence." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "She suppressed a scream. The figure in the gloom of the niche was Daisangyoja, leader of the yamabushi." } ]

[ { "from": "system", "value": "Task: The user will write a bit then you need to write around two sentences continuing directly from the user's text.\n\nAuthor style: Akahige Namban" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"We were terribly worried!\" Okiku said as she greeted Rosamund." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Where have you been?\"\n\nRosamund smiled and said nothing." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Okiku shook her head in despair. Her foreign friend sometimes had these moods." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Willful and headstrong, she was unwilling or unable to explain them to anyone." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Rosamund went into the house. The villagers had provided them with food, and she ate ravenously." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Satsuki was sitting on the veranda, admiring the view when she finished. Okiku had gone off to tell the men Rosamund had been found." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Without a word Rosamund took out a small folded kerchief from the bosom of her robe." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "She placed it on the floor before her, then unwrapped it and pushed it forward to Satsuki. On the white kerchief rested a bunch of short, dark pubic hairs tied together by a longer strand of head hair." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Through the bundle was stuck one of Rosamund's elaborate hairpins." }, { "from": "system", "value": "Next message should be approximately 3 sentences." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Satsuki touched the bundle with her fingertips, then looked at Rosamund's face.\n\n\"Thank you,\" she said, and turned again to watch the view. There were faint smiles on both women's lips." } ]

[ { "from": "system", "value": "im ur writing buddy. i set scene, u do 4 sentences like Laura Joh Rowland" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Sano went outside, summoned the troops he'd banished from the ageya, and told them they could take Lord Mitsuyoshi's remains to the castle." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He would have liked to send them to his friend and adviser, Dr. Ito, at Edo Morgue, but couldn't subject the body of an important person to such a desecrating, illegal procedure as a scientific examination." }, { "from": "human", "value": "When Sano went back inside the ageya, Hirata met him in the corridor." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"We've interviewed everyone in the house,\" Hirata said in a low voice that wouldn't be overheard by Police Commissioner Hoshina, who loitered nearby. \"The clients and courtesans say they were together in the bedchambers last night." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "There was a party here, and the servants say they and the proprietor and the kamuro were busy waiting on the guests the whole time.\n\n\"Nobody noticed anything unusual, until the commotion when the body was discovered. I'm inclined to believe they're telling the truth. They knew Lord Mitsuyoshi was in the house, but they weren't personally acquainted with him. I didn't find any reason why they would kill him.\"\n\n\"What about his retainers?\" Sano asked.\n\n\"They were at the party, according to them and the other guests. If they know anything about the murder, they're not talking.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"We'll interrogate them again later,\" Sano decided." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Hoshina gave Sano and Hirata a faint smirk that said they needn't bother trying to hide anything from him because he could find it out on his own. Then he slipped away.\n\n\"It would have taken only a moment for someone at the party to go up and stab Lord Mitsuyoshi, especially if he was unconscious.\" Sano described the murder scene." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"We'll have to investigate all the guests.\"\n\nFortunately, Yoshiwara was a small, gossipy community, and any hostilities involving Lord Mitsuyoshi shouldn't be hard to discover. But the party complicated Sano's work by increasing the number of potential witnesses and suspects.\n\n\"I sent the detectives to ask people in neighboring houses if they observed anything that might help us,\" Hirata said." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Good.\" Sano told Hirata that Lord Mitsuyoshi had spent the evening with Lady Wisteria, who'd disappeared along with the pillow book." }, { "from": "human", "value": "As Sano described the book, he realized he should tell Hirata about his past relationship with Wisteria, but now was not the time; he didn't want Hoshina or the other policemen to overhear." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Please go out and see if you can find any leads on Wisteria or the book.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yes, Ssakan-sama. By the way, when I interviewed the servants, they said Wisteria's yarite found the body. She'd gone back to the Great Miura—the brothel where she lives—so I brought her here because I knew you'd want to speak with her.\"\n\n\"Well done,\" Sano said, grateful to have such a capable, trustworthy retainer as Hirata. \"Where is she?\"\n\nSomewhere in the house, a female voice burst into a strident harangue. Hirata rolled his eyes toward the sound." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Momoko made sure to tell me that she was once a great tayu, but I can't imagine that her manner ever would have pleased many men,\" he said, then took his leave.\n\nSano followed the voice to the rear of the ageya, where a door stood open to a guest room. Inside were two women. The younger was in her teens, and Sano recognized her as one of the courtesans he'd seen in the parlor." }, { "from": "human", "value": "She knelt on the floor before the older woman, who wore a brown kimono with the black girdle and cap of a chaperone." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The latter, Sano deduced, was Momoko." }, { "from": "human", "value": "She thrust a silk quilt at the courtesan's frightened, babyish face." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"You should be careful when you drink wine in bed!\" she exclaimed, shaking the quilt, which exhibited a large purple stain. Her voice had a brassy edge, as if she often shouted. Her hair, knotted above her long, thin neck, was dyed a dull, unnatural black." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"This will never come clean. You've completely ruined an expensive quilt, you little fool!\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "The courtesan cringed and mumbled." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Don't blame your client,\" Momoko said." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Her profile was elegant, but vicious." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"And how dare you talk back to me?\"\n\nShe smacked the courtesan hard across the face. The courtesan shrieked in pain. Momoko hurled the quilt at her." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"The price of this quilt will come out of the fee you earned last night. Forget about buying your freedom, because at this rate, you'll never leave Yoshiwara until you're so old and ugly they throw you out. Now go home!\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "The courtesan sobbed as she scurried out the door past Sano." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The yarite turned and saw him; the anger in her expression gave way to surprise, then dismay." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Oh! Are you the shogun's ssakan-sama?\" The words came in a gasp, and when Sano nodded, she quickly bowed. \"I'm honored by your presence. Your retainer said you wanted to see me. How may I serve you?\"\n\nSano noted that she must have once been beautiful, but the passage of perhaps forty years had sharpened the bones in her cheeks and narrow figure." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Her coy smile showed decaying teeth and failed to hide her fear of Sano." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Obviously, Momoko knew why he wanted to see her, and how precarious was her situation." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I'm investigating the murder of Lord Mitsuyoshi,\" Sano said, \"and I must ask you some questions.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Certainly. I'll do my best to help you.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Momoko minced closer to Sano, her posture sinuously provocative, her smile rigid as a shield. \"Shall we go to the parlor? May I give you a drink?\"\n\nPerhaps her garrulity was merely an outlet for her nervousness, Sano thought, as might be her attack on the courtesan. Or was the yarite a cruel killer, chattering to hide her guilt?" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Reserving judgment, he accompanied Momoko to the parlor, where she seated him in the place of honor in front of the alcove. She bustled around, fetching the sake jar, warming it on the charcoal brazier, and pouring a cup for Sano.\n\n\"What a shame, the death of Lord Mitsuyoshi,\" she said. \"He was so young, so charming. And how terrible, the way it happened!\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Momoko talked faster and faster, alternately smiling and biting her lips, while darting frantic, coquettish glances at Sano.\n\n\"Let's go over what you did yesterday evening,\" he said.\n\n\"What I did?\" Momoko froze, and panic leapt in her eyes, as if Sano had accused her of the murder.\n\n\"I'm trying to determine everyone's movements and learn about the events leading up to the crime.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Sano wondered if her reaction indicated guilt, or the fear that he would think her guilty although she wasn't." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Oh.\" Relief slackened the yarite's face, but it immediately tensed again." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Did you chaperone Lady Wisteria to the ageya?\" Sano asked. When Momoko nodded, he said, \"Tell me about it.\"\n\nThe yarite knelt before Sano, twisting her hands in her lap. \"Shortly after the evening meal, the proprietor of the Great Miura told me that Lord Mitsuyoshi wanted an appointment with Lady Wisteria.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Every transaction in Yoshiwara was performed according to strict protocol. Sano knew that Mitsuyoshi would have gone to the ageya to ask for Wisteria's company, and the staff would have written a letter to the brothel, formally requesting the appointment.\n\n\"I helped Lady Wisteria dress,\" Momoko said, \"and then she made her procession to the Owariya. We got there about an hour later.\"\n\nA tayu's procession to meet a client at an ageya was an elaborate affair that involved some ten or twenty attendants." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "It moved very slowly, so even though the brothel and the Owariya were but a few blocks apart, the journey would have been long. Sano had a sudden vivid image of Wisteria dressed in brilliant kimono, walking past admiring spectators, kicking each foot in a semicircular, ritualistic pattern as she stepped. She must be in her mid-twenties now, but still small and slender and graceful, with unusually round eyes that gave her delicate face an exotic charm...\n\n\"What happened then?\" Sano asked." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I took Lady Wisteria to the parlor, where Lord Mitsuyoshi was waiting,\" Momoko said." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I served them their sake.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "The greeting ritual between tayu and client resembled a wedding ceremony, in which the couple drank from the same cup to seal their bond." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Sano pictured Wisteria seated at a diagonal from Mitsuyoshi, neither speaking to him nor showing emotion, as tradition required. She sipped her draught, while Mitsuyoshi gazed upon her with anticipation...\n\nSano refocused his attention on the yarite. Her hands maintained their grip on each other, and the nervous movement of her eyes quickened." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"It was their third meeting, so I took them upstairs,\" she said." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "No tayu made love to a new client on his first visit, nor his second. Wisteria would have rejected Mitsuyoshi twice previously, as custom dictated. Sano envisioned Momoko, Lady Wisteria, and Lord Mitsuyoshi climbing the stairs to the bedchamber, where Mitsuyoshi would finally claim his prize. He imagined their expressions: Mitsuyoshi's eager, Momoko's sly, and Wisteria's carefully blank." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Had any of them known how the tryst would end?" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I showed them into the room,\" Momoko said, \"and Wisteria dismissed me. Lord Mitsuyoshi closed the door.\"\n\n\"Was there anyone else present then besides Wisteria, Lord Mitsuyoshi, and you?\" Sano asked.\n\n\"No. I brought them up by myself. It's the custom.\"\n\nAnd Yoshiwara custom was inviolable." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Then I went downstairs. I had to watch over the courtesans who were entertaining the guests at the party. What a hard time I have with those wretched girls!\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Momoko's speech accelerated into chatter again, betraying her wish to avoid discussing what had later happened. But this was what most concerned Sano. He said, \"Did you see Lady Wisteria again after you left the room?\"\n\n\"No; that was the last I ever saw of her.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "The yarite interlocked her fingers so tightly they turned white." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Have you any idea where she went?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"No. She certainly wouldn't have told me, because she wasn't supposed to leave.\"\n\n\"Whom might she have told?\" Sano said.\n\nMomoko pondered, biting her lips. \"Wisteria isn't close to the other courtesans. She keeps to herself.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "An aggrieved expression came over Momoko's features. \"She never even speaks to me unless she has to, because she hates me. These girls today have no respect for their elders. I work hard training them, and how do they repay me? By treating me as if I were a mean old slave driver!\" The brassy tone returned to her voice. \"Well, of course I have to punish them for disobedience. And they suffer no worse than I did in my day.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The cruelty experienced by Yoshiwara courtesans at the hands of their chaperones was legendary, and the incident Sano had witnessed today was minor compared to the routine beatings and humiliation. Probably, former courtesans like Momoko enjoyed inflicting the same wrongs done to them upon the next generation. And Sano suspected that enmity lay on both sides of the relationship between courtesan and yarite—especially when one was beautiful and sought after, while the other had lost her glory.\n\n\"Do you hate Wisteria as much as she hates you?\" he asked Momoko." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Of course not. I love all the girls as if they were my daughters.\" But the yarite's indignation rang false. She said sharply, \"Something bad has happened to Wisteria, and you think I did it?\"\n\nSano observed how quickly Momoko had responded to the implication that Wisteria had been hurt or killed, then perceived an accusation." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Did you?\" he asked." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"No! I don't know where she is, or what's happened to her. I swear I never saw her after I left the room!\"\n\n\"Let's talk about Lord Mitsuyoshi. How did you feel about him?\"\n\n\"Feel about him?\" The yarite's face reflected puzzlement, although whether feigned or genuine, Sano couldn't tell. \"Why, I hardly knew the man. I only saw him at parties, and when I brought courtesans to him for appointments.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Did you see him again that night?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"No—that is, not until I found him—\" Momoko averted her gaze from Sano and murmured, \"Dead.\"\n\n\"How did you happen to discover his body?\" Sano said.\n\n\"Well, I went upstairs, and I noticed that the door to his room was open. I glanced inside, and I saw him lying there.\"\n\n\"Why did you go upstairs?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I needed to check on another courtesan who was entertaining a client. These girls behave better when they know someone is listening. And I wanted a moment alone. The party was noisy, and I had a headache, and it was quieter on the second floor.\"\n\nThat she'd offered multiple reasons when one would suffice warned Sano to doubt them all; yet Momoko was so agitated that he couldn't tell if she was lying, or just nervous. And anyone would be nervous while facing the threat of execution.\n\n\"Your hairpin was the murder weapon,\" Sano said." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Can you explain that?\"\n\n\"My hairpin? It was?\" Momoko gave a shrill titter of confusion and surprise, but Sano guessed she'd recognized the hairpin when she'd discovered Mitsuyoshi's body. \"Oh, well, I lost that hairpin ages ago—I don't remember when. I have no idea how it got there.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "A scornful male voice from the doorway halted her stammering: \"I suggest that you stabbed it through Lord Mitsuyoshi's eye.\"\n\nSano looked up to see Police Commissioner Hoshina stride into the room, followed by Yoriki Yamaga and Yoriki Hayashi. They must have been listening all along. Now Hoshina loomed over the yarite, who recoiled in terror." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"You went upstairs last night,\" he continued, \"and when you saw that Lord Mitsuyoshi was alone and asleep, you killed him. Then you ran downstairs and pretended you'd found him already dead.\"\n\n\"No! That's not what happened!\" Though clearly aghast, Momoko smiled and batted her eyes at Hoshina, employing flirtation in self-defense. \"I didn't kill him!\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Anger rose in Sano, because he needed information from Momoko, not frantic denials produced by intimidation." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He said evenly, \"Hoshina-san, I am conducting this interview. Stop interfering, or leave.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Hoshina didn't bother to reply." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Arrest her,\" he told Yamaga and Hayashi." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The policemen advanced on the yarite, and she scuttled backward, crying, \"No! I'm innocent.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "She simpered in a desperate attempt to ingratiate herself with them." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I've done nothing wrong!\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Sano stood between Momoko and the men." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"The evidence against her isn't proof that she murdered Lord Mitsuyoshi,\" he said, glaring at Hoshina.\n\n\"It's enough for a conviction,\" Hoshina said.\n\nThis was an accurate statement: In the Tokugawa legal system, virtually all trials ended in guilty verdicts, sometimes based on less evidence than that against Momoko. Sano had to forestall persecution of someone who might be innocent." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"She has no apparent motive for killing Lord Mitsuyoshi. You'll not arrest her, at least until I've finished questioning her.\"\n\nA sneer twisted Hoshina's mouth. \"I'll finish questioning her at Edo Jail.\"\n\nAt Edo Jail, prisoners were tortured into talking." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Forced confessions aren't always true,\" Sano said, enraged by Hoshina's attitude. Hoshina was well aware of the realities of Tokugawa law, but so eager to show Sano up and impress their superiors that he would risk mistakes. \"And the investigation has barely begun. There may be more to this crime than is apparent, and other suspects besides Momoko.\" He saw the yarite looking from him to Hoshina, and hope alternating with fear in her eyes." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Lady Wisteria must be found and questioned, as must all the people who were in Yoshiwara last night. That will take time.\"\n\n\"All the more reason to speed things up,\" Hoshina retorted. \"We both know the shogun expects quick action on this case, and what will happen if he doesn't get it.\" The shogun would punish everyone associated with failing to find his cousin's killer, and exile or death were likely penalties." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"If you wish to drag your feet, don't expect me to follow your bad example. Besides, if this woman is guilty, I'm doing you a favor by applying pressure to her.\"\n\nHoshina nodded to his subordinates. They seized the yarite by her arms, dragging her upright. She didn't resist, but quaked in their grasp, her eyes wild with terror as she appealed to Sano: \"I told you the truth about what happened last night. You believe me, don't you? Please don't let them take me!\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Sano found himself torn between prudence and his desire to conduct a fair, honest investigation." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He risked incurring the shogun's wrath by showing sympathy toward anyone remotely connected with an attack on the Tokugawa, and therefore mustn't prevent the yarite's arrest, even if he wasn't convinced of her guilt." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Yet Sano believed that justice would be subverted unless he curtailed Hoshina's overzealous actions. Thus, he settled on compromise.\n\n\"Arrest her, then,\" he said.\n\nMomoko let out a wail of despair." }, { "from": "human", "value": "As Hayashi and Yamaga dragged her toward the door, Sano steeled himself against pity." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"But if she's hurt—or if you send her to trial without my permission—I'll publicize that you are sabotaging my investigation because you'd rather find a scapegoat than allow me to identify the real killer.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Hoshina stared at Sano, his eyes black with anger because Sano had not only impugned his professional honor but threatened to bring their antagonism out in the open. And the latter was a step that neither of them could take with certainty of surviving. A long moment passed; the room seemed to grow colder. Sano waited, his heart racing with fear, because he had much to lose, while Hoshina had Chamberlain Yanagisawa's protection." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Then Hoshina reluctantly lifted his hand at the two yoriki. \"Take her to jail,\" he said, \"but make sure no one harms her.\"\n\nAs he walked out of the room with his subordinates and their prisoner, his malevolent glance backward said that Sano had scored only a temporary victory. Sano expelled his breath in a gust of revulsion for the strife that always complicated his duties." }, { "from": "human", "value": "These seemed insurmountable because the Black Lotus case had severely reduced his stamina." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The final disaster at the temple had comprised the worst violence he'd ever seen, a senseless carnage." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "His involvement made Sano feel sick, as though the spiritual disease of the Black Lotus had infected him. Sano couldn't even draw strength from a happy domestic life, for the Black Lotus had robbed him of that, too. Lately, the thought of Reiko caused him more worry than solace.\n\nNow Sano mustered his flagging energy." }, { "from": "human", "value": "With Hoshina probably thinking up new ways to plague him, he must move fast to prevent the investigation from slipping entirely out of his control." }, { "from": "system", "value": "Next message should be approximately 2 sentences." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He set out to obtain the names of Wisteria's clients and the guests present at last night's party, and begin looking for other suspects besides the yarite.\n\nHe stifled the fear that he'd lost control of the investigation even before he'd begun." } ]

[ { "from": "system", "value": "expand on the story like Laura Joh Rowland would" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The hunt for Lady Wisteria led Hirata into areas of Yoshiwara that few visitors ever saw. Accompanied by the proprietor of the Great Miura—who would recognize Wisteria on sight—Hirata searched every teahouse, shop, and brothel." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He saw tayu lounging in lavish chambers, and women of the lower ranks crowded into dingy barracks." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He saw bathtubs of scummy water crammed full of naked females." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Little girls toiled in kitchens, and courtesans wolfed down food in storerooms because they weren't allowed to eat in front of clients. Most of the women looked sullen, miserable, or resigned to their lot." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "In one house, they quarreled bitterly among themselves, like caged cats; in another, a girl lay moaning on a futon while a maid washed blood from between her legs. An odor of squalid humanity pervaded the brothels, and Yoshiwara completely lost its glamour for Hirata." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Everywhere he went, he crossed paths with Police Commissioner Hoshina's men, engaged in the same mission, but Lady Wisteria was nowhere to be found." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "No one had seen her since her procession to the ageya last night. She'd apparently vanished without a trace, as had her pillow book." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Discouraged, Hirata made his way up Nakanoch." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The quarter had grown colder and darker as the day waned." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Snow continued to fall; white drifts lay alongside the buildings. Windblown flakes stung Hirata's cheeks and glinted in the light from windows." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The streets were empty, except for patrolling police, because all the visitors, still imprisoned in Yoshiwara by the locked gates, had sought shelter indoors. Hirata approached the gate, where two guards paced, muffled in cloaks and hoods." }, { "from": "human", "value": "They halted and bowed to him." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Were you on duty last night?\" Hirata asked them.\n\nOne guard was lean with rough-hewn features, the other solid and swarthy. Both nodded." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Did Lady Wisteria go out the gate?\" Hirata said." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The swarthy man laughed in disdain." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Courtesans can't sneak past us. They try, but we always catch them. Sometimes they disguise themselves as servants, but we know everyone here, and they can't fool us.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Women have bribed porters to carry them through in chests or barrels,\" the lean guard said, \"but we search every container before it leaves. They know there's little chance of escaping, but they keep trying.\"\n\nAfter what he'd seen today, Hirata didn't blame the women." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"But since Wisteria's not in Yoshiwara, she must have gotten out somehow.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He and the guards looked beyond the snow-laced rooftops at the wall that enclosed the pleasure quarter. It had a smooth, plastered surface, and alleys separated it from the buildings." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"She would have had to climb on a roof, jump to the top of the wall, and cross the moat on the other side,\" said the lean guard. \"No woman has ever managed that.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"What do you think happened to Wisteria?\" said Hirata.\n\nThe men glanced at each other, then shook their heads." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"We didn't let her out,\" the swarthy man said.\n\n\"We'll swear to it on our lives,\" said the other." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Their emphatic declarations didn't hide their fear that they would be punished severely for the disappearance of a suspect in the murder. Hirata sympathized with them, for his own future was threatened." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "If he and Sano failed in their duty to catch the killer, he would be demoted, exiled, or forced to commit ritual suicide; he would never marry Midori. Hirata thought of their upcoming miai, and joy and apprehension entwined inside him." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He had fancied himself in love many times during his twenty-five years, but never felt such affection or longing for any woman until Midori." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "They had come to believe they'd been lovers in a former life, and their souls destined to reunite. And spiritual affinity engendered physical passion." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Desire for each other made them all the more impatient for marriage. However, marriage wasn't so easily accomplished as falling in love." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Hirata hoped the meeting between his family and Midori's would have happy results, and feared that the case would prevent his attending the miai.\n\nBanishing personal worries, he concentrated on the problem at hand." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Maybe Wisteria had turned invisible and spirited herself away; but Hirata favored simpler solutions." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Whether she'd left the pleasure quarter alive or dead, someone must have devised a practical way to smuggle a courtesan out of Yoshiwara.\n\n\"Lady Wisteria was last seen by her yarite sometime after the hour of the boar,\" Hirata said." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Who left Yoshiwara between then and the time Lord Mitsuyoshi's murder was discovered?\"\n\nThe guards' postures stiffened." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"No one did,\" said the lean man." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"The gates are locked after curfew at midnight. Everyone who's inside Yoshiwara then has to stay until morning. It's the law.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"But not everyone stayed last night, did they?\" Hirata said, for he knew that enough money could buy a passage out of Yoshiwara after curfew." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Seeing the guards' expressions turn fearful, he said, \"I won't punish you for taking bribes, so just tell me: Who left the quarter last night?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "The men exchanged leery glances; then the lean man said reluctantly, \"There was Kinue the oil merchant, with some servants and friends.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Hirata knew that the merchant owned a major shop in Nihonbashi. \"Who else?\"\n\n\"A group from the Mori clan, and their bodyguards,\" said the swarthy man." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "This news piqued Hirata's interest: The Mori were powerful gangsters, associated with trouble of all kinds.\n\n\"And Nitta Monzaemon, the treasury minister,\" said the lean guard, \"with his retainers.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Hirata frowned, disturbed by the idea that high bakufu officials might be involved in Wisteria's disappearance and Lord Mitsuyoshi's murder." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"How did all these people travel?\"\n\n\"Kinue's party walked to and from the river ferries,\" said the swarthy guard." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"The Mori group rode the causeway.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Because the law granted only samurai the right to travel on horseback, the merchant had gone on foot. The Mori, however, were rnin—masterless samurai—and could therefore ride." }, { "from": "human", "value": "It seemed unlikely to Hirata that Lady Wisteria had accompanied either party." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Women didn't ride, and if Wisteria had done so last night, she would have risked notice by patrolling soldiers. A woman walking with a group of men would have been just as conspicuous." }, { "from": "human", "value": "But a desperate fugitive courtesan might have taken the risk, if she'd found willing accomplices." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Treasury Minister Nitta's retainers also rode,\" said the lean guard. \"But he had a palanquin waiting for him outside the quarter.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Excitement warmed Hirata's cold muscles. The palanquin made Nitta a more promising lead than the others." } ]

[ { "from": "system", "value": "Expand the story by adding four sentences." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The twenty other guests who'd attended last night's party at the Owariya were high-ranking bakufu members and their retainers. During a lengthy search of Yoshiwara, Sano and his detectives located six of the men, as well as the courtesans who'd entertained them at the ageya, and learned that they'd stayed together during the time when the murder occurred. Apparently, none of these people had left the party to slip upstairs, and none had reason to kill the shogun's heir. Sano then tracked down five more guests at the Tsutaya teahouse." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The Tsutaya occupied the ground floor of a building near the quarter's rear wall." }, { "from": "human", "value": "A cylindrical lantern over the doorway bore the characters of its name; light gleamed between the slats of the closed shutters across the front." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Sano dusted snow off himself and entered. Inside the elegant room, an alcove held a porcelain vase of bare branches, and maids served drinks to the five men. Charcoal braziers emitted warmth, but when everyone turned to look at Sano, their unfriendly expressions chilled the atmosphere.\n\nA man seated before the alcove spoke: \"Greetings, Ssakan-sama.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Sano knelt and bowed. \"Greetings, Honorable Senior Elder Makino.\"\n\nThe senior elder was one of five officials who advised the Tokugawa on national policy and comprised the bakufu's highest echelon. He had an emaciated body, and his bony skull showed through the tight skin of his face; a black kimono accentuated his deathlike pallor." }, { "from": "human", "value": "His retainers, who doubled as secretaries and bodyguards, sat grouped around him." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I suppose you've come to question me in connection with Lord Mitsuyoshi's murder,\" Makino said.\n\n\"If you're willing.\" Sano replied cautiously, because Makino was no friend of his. The powerful senior elder had once accused Sano of treason, thereby almost ruining him.\n\n\"I might be willing to provide information to you,\" said Makino, \"under certain conditions. Shall we drink?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He gestured to a maid, who poured sake for him and Sano. They drained their cups, and Sano felt the heated liquor flush warmth through him. \"What conditions?\" he said. Survival in the bakufu required give-and-take, but Sano was wary of the terms Makino might offer." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"The other party guests can confirm that I was with them at the time of the murder.\" Makino inhaled on his tobacco pipe, and blew smoke through his brown teeth. \"So can the staff of the Owariya. Hence, I couldn't have killed Mitsuyoshi. You'll find no evidence that I was in any way involved in his death.\"\n\nSuspending judgment, Sano kept his expression neutral." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I'm prepared to furnish evidence that might otherwise take you quite some time to find.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Makino gave an ugly grimace that passed for a smile. \"And time is critical, is it not?\"\n\nIt was indeed. \"In exchange for what?\" Sano said.\n\n\"For keeping me out of your investigation.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "The senior elder spoke calmly, but the sinews of his neck tightened like leather cords: He knew Sano could name him as a murder suspect and ruin him because he'd happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time." }, { "from": "human", "value": "For a moment Sano was tempted to take revenge for all the trouble Makino had caused him, but the impulse quickly passed." }, { "from": "human", "value": "To use a murder investigation to further selfish interests would compromise his honor, and he was just as vulnerable to attack as Makino." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Should he begin a campaign to advance himself at the expense of his enemies, the resulting bloodbath would probably destroy him. Besides, he needed all the information he could get.\n\n\"Very well,\" Sano said, \"but if I find out that you are involved in the murder, our agreement is terminated.\"\n\nMakino's hollow eyes contemplated Sano with disdain, but his relief was palpable." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He signaled the maid to pour another round of sake." }, { "from": "human", "value": "After he and Sano drank, Makino said, \"There are three guests from the party whom you won't find in Yoshiwara.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Who would they be?\" Sano asked.\n\n\"The Honorable Treasury Minister, Nitta Monzaemon. And his two top retainers.\"\n\nThe treasury minister was the official charged with overseeing the collection of taxes on commerce, revenue from the landed estates of the daimyo—feudal lords who ruled Japan's provinces—and other monetary tributes paid to the Tokugawa. This was an important post and its incumbent one of the shogun's most trusted, powerful vassals." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Where has Nitta-san gone?\" Sano said, as he found himself facing the perils of an investigation that extended upward to the high levels of the bakufu.\n\n\"I've no idea, but he left the quarter with his men during the party.\" Makino grimaced, clearly perceiving and relishing Sano's discomposure." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Why did he leave?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"He was not in a festive mood.\" Inhaling on his pipe, Makino seemed ready to make Sano probe for every fact.\n\n\"Why not?\" Sano asked patiently.\n\n\"Because of Lady Wisteria. He's her patron, and quite enamored of her.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Makino shook his head, scorning anyone unwise enough to fall in love with a prostitute. \"He is her sole client, now that Lord Mitsuyoshi is gone. She's very selective.\"\n\nBy custom, a tayu could pick and choose her clients, and her high price compensated for their small number.\n\n\"Nitta is so jealous that he reserves her services for every night. He pays her fee, whether he visits her or not, just so he knows she isn't with anyone else. But he'd learned that on two recent occasions when business kept him away from Yoshiwara, Lord Mitsuyoshi had obtained appointments with Lady Wisteria. Nitta was furious. Then, when he came to Yoshiwara yesterday, expecting to spend the night with Lady Wisteria, the proprietor of the Owariya told him that Lord Mitsuyoshi had requested her, and asked him to yield.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Yielding was the procedure by which one client preempted another's appointment with a courtesan. When a client had engaged a courtesan, and a second client asked for her company on the same night, the ageya would, under certain circumstances, ask the first client to yield his appointment to the second. The imposition might displease the first client; however, the polite code of behavior required him to concede if the second client was a special customer of the courtesan, or of higher social position than the first.\n\n\"How do you know all this?\" Sano asked Makino." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I make it my business to know all about my colleagues.\" In other words, Makino employed spies in the households of the treasury minister and other officials. \"I also overheard Nitta arguing with the proprietor of the Owariya last night.\"\n\n\"What did he say?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Nitta objected to giving up Wisteria,\" said Makino, \"especially since this was her third appointment with Lord Mitsuyoshi, and she would finally bed him. But Nitta didn't dare offend the shogun's heir apparent by refusing to yield. Instead, he consented, and he joined our party. He sat in a corner, drinking and sulking. When Wisteria arrived and met Lord Mitsuyoshi in the next room, Nitta watched them through a hole in the partition. When they went upstairs, he stormed out of the house. Obviously, he couldn't bear to stay while Wisteria pleasured another man right above his head.\"\n\n\"Did you see the treasury minister after that?\" Sano said.\n\n\"No. I stayed at the party; he never returned.\"\n\nBut Nitta might have sneaked back to the house, gone upstairs, then stabbed the man who'd done him out of a night with his beloved." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"While you were at the party, did you hear any unusual sounds from upstairs?\" Sano asked Makino." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I heard nothing whatsoever. The music was loud, and so were my fellow guests.\"\n\nSano wondered what had become of Wisteria. Was she also dead by the hand of her patron? The idea dismayed Sano, as did the possibility that he might soon find himself for the first time investigating the murder of a former lover." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"That ends my story,\" Makino said." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"May I ask when I and my fellow captives might be allowed to leave Yoshiwara?\"\n\n\"As soon as my men have finished taking everyone's names,\" Sano said.\n\nThe senior elder eyed him with veiled expectancy. \"I've handed you a possible culprit in the murder. I trust that is a fair reward for your discretion?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Your evidence doesn't prove Treasury Minister Nitta's guilt,\" Sano said, \"or explain how Lady Wisteria got out of Yoshiwara.\"" }, { "from": "system", "value": "Next message should be approximately 2 sentences." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The door of the teahouse opened, and Sano turned to see Hirata, ruddy-faced and windblown, standing on the threshold. \"Excuse me, Ssakan-sama,\" Hirata said, bowing, \"but I've discovered something of possible importance.\"" } ]

[ { "from": "system", "value": "Task: Cooperative storytelling\nMy role: Provide a brief opening\nYour role: Expand upon my opening with eight sentences, emulating the writing style of Laura Joh Rowland." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Unbroken snow covered the empty streets of Edo." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Shutters sealed the windows and storefronts of buildings. Stray dogs cowered in alleys, where puddles glazed to ice as the night's cold deepened. On the banks of canals, itinerant beggars slumbered beside smoldering bonfires. Starlight shimmered along the black curve of the Sumida River, and boats moored at wharves stood as if frozen. Night had paralyzed most of the city, but in certain areas of the Nihonbashi merchant district, life flourished most busily after dark.\n\nA ramshackle building situated between a public bathhouse and a noodle stand housed a nameless gambling den. Inside sat peasants and samurai, gangsters with arms and chests covered by tattoos, and even a few priests in saffron robes. They dealt, shuffled, and flung down cards." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Shouts and laughter accompanied the games." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Piles of coins shifted, while slovenly maids served sake. Tobacco smoke from the gamblers' pipes filled the room with an acrid haze that wreathed the ceiling lanterns.\n\nBeyond a curtained doorway, in the dim back room of the gambling den, Lady Wisteria sat on a straw mattress. Her head was wrapped in a blue kerchief, and her lovely eyes gleamed with anxiety in the light that shone through the curtain. She shivered beneath her cloak as she listened to the clink of coins and the men's raucous voices. Whenever arguments and curses erupted, she winced. Her fearful gaze roved the bare rafters, the sake urns that lined the walls, and the barred window.\n\nA day had passed since Wisteria had left Yoshiwara, and she'd traded one prison for another." }, { "from": "human", "value": "This pause between her old life and new seemed almost harder to bear than had the prospect of years in the brothel." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Impatience unfurled in her like a growing thistle plant." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Her solitude frightened her, and she puckered her sensuous mouth in an ironic smile. How often had she yearned for solitude! She'd not anticipated how defenseless she would be.\n\nThe silhouette of a man appeared on the curtain. Alarmed, Wisteria shrank into the corner. Then he flung aside the curtain and entered the room, carrying a large bundle tied in a cloth. He was short but powerfully built, his shoulders broad beneath his cloak, and his calves knotted with muscles in his leggings. His neck resembled a stone column, and his face was all hard lines and angles: slanted brows that met over a bladelike nose; chin and jaws hewn; hair in a topknot crowning a slab of a forehead." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"That's a poor welcome,\" he said, striding toward Wisteria with a quick, animal grace. His eyes, dark gashes in his face, looked everywhere at once, watching for threats, calculating his next step. \"Something wrong?\"\n\nWisteria breathed easier, though not quite in relief. \"Lightning,\" she said. \"You startled me, that's all.\"\n\nShe rose to meet him, feeling the attraction that his strange, mercurial beauty inspired in her, and fear of his edgy temper. \"Where have you been?\"\n\n\"Out,\" he said curtly, his brows slanting farther downward. \"I had business to take care of.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "He didn't like accounting for himself to anyone, Wisteria knew." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I'm sorry for asking,\" she said. \"It's just that you were gone all day, and I'm afraid to be alone.\" In the outer room, a brawl had started; the sounds of punches, crashes, coins scattering, and loud cheering clamored.\n\nLightning laughed. \"You're safer than you were last night.\"\n\nWisteria wished she could believe him. Though she'd traveled far away from the room where Lord Mitsuyoshi had died, life outside the walls of Yoshiwara promised new hazards. The police would have begun looking for her by now. And while she'd escaped her brothel master, she was now at the mercy of Lightning, nicknamed for the way no one knew what he was going to do until it was too late." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"What's the matter?\" He regarded her suspiciously." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"You don't like it here?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Hurling down the bundle, he advanced on Wisteria. \"Don't like the company either? Miss your fine rooms and fancy friends?\"\n\n\"No, it's fine,\" Wisteria said, stumbling backward from the menace in his voice. \"I'm happy to be here, with you—\"\n\n\"Do you know what would have happened to me if I'd gotten caught smuggling you out of Yoshiwara?\" He seized her wrist, and his painful grasp provoked a yelp from Wisteria. \"I'd have been arrested, beaten, maybe even killed. I risked my life for you, and you ought to be satisfied with whatever I give you, and not complain.\"\n\n\"I am satisfied.\" Wisteria hastened to placate Lightning." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I thank you for all you've done for me.\" Lowering her eyelids, she smiled provocatively and dropped her voice to a husky whisper: \"A man as strong and brave as you can satisfy me in every way.\"\n\nYears of practice had made her adept at coaxing men, and as she grazed her fingertips across Lightning's cheek, lust replaced the anger in his eyes. \"That's better,\" he said.\n\n\"Please let me show my appreciation by satisfying you.\" Wisteria didn't have to pretend eagerness, for Lightning's touch, his strength, and his flashing gaze awakened in her an urgent need for him.\n\nHis sardonic smile acknowledged his power over her. Releasing her wrist, he said, \"Later.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "He squatted and opened the bundle." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I've got food here, and I'm hungry. Let's eat.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He'd brought cooked rice, smoked eel and salmon, pickles, grilled prawns, steamed dumplings, and different kinds of sweet cakes. Wisteria had spent much of the day sleeping, and the rest too nervous to eat; but now the sight and smell of the food made her ravenous. She and Lightning sat on the floor, gobbling with their fingers, gulping sake between bites. This seemed the best meal she'd ever eaten, with no need to mind her manners as a tayu should, and no brothel master tallying the cost of what she ate and adding it to her debt. Giddy with pleasure, she laughed. She fed morsels to Lightning. He grinned and sucked her fingers.\n\nWhen they finished, he took the remaining, largest package from the bundle and tossed it in her lap. \"Here's a present.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Wisteria opened the package and found a kimono of crimson satin, lavishly brocaded with waves and swimming carp in rainbow-hued metallic thread." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"How beautiful!\" she exclaimed in delight." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Sure it is.\" Lightning smiled proudly, but his tone distrusted her reaction. \"It's as nice as anything those other men have given you—isn't it?\" He was jealous of her high-class lovers, who often brought her expensive gifts.\n\n\"Yes, yes,\" Wisteria assured him. Stroking the kimono, she didn't ask where he'd gotten it; knowing how he earned his living, she could guess. Yet she didn't care, because the kimono was hers now, a promise of a brilliant future.\n\n\"You can show me your appreciation now,\" Lightning said.\n\nLust gleamed in his eyes as he swept aside the remains of their meal." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He tore off her garments. The cold raised bumps on her skin, but Lightning opened his own clothes and pulled her against his warm flesh. Wisteria moaned, overwhelmed by desire for him. Lightning was her own age of twenty-four, instead of decades older, as were most men who could afford the services of a tayu. Caressing him, Wisteria reveled in the feel of him, so firm and strong instead of pudgy or emaciated like her typical client. His hands on her breasts, her buttocks, and between her legs caused her pleasure instead of disgust. When Lightning climbed atop her, his manhood was erect. No over-refined, impotent gentleman was he!" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I want you inside me.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Gasping, Wisteria wrapped her legs around his waist. \"Take me now!\"\n\nLightning reared up from her in sudden anger. \"Impatient, are you?\" He slapped away her hands and wrenched free of her. \"I'm the one who says when and how, not you!\"\n\nIn her passion, Wisteria had forgotten that he never liked being told what to do. \"I'm sorry,\" she said hastily, for last night had proven his contrary nature and shown her the peril of trying to impose her will upon him. \"Please forgive me.\"\n\nHis face blazed with bestial rage and desire; he was panting and perspiring, literally steaming in the chill air. He roughly turned Wisteria over on her stomach." }, { "from": "human", "value": "His hands jerked her hips upward and pushed her face to the floor." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Frightened, though aroused by his brutality, Wisteria cried out in protest." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Don't you dare resist me,\" Lightning shouted as cheers and laughter exploded in the gambling den. \"You're mine, and I'll treat you as I wish.\"\n\nMounting her, he yanked her buttocks against his loins; his manhood entered her with a friction that drew moans from them both. \"Did Lord Mitsuyoshi take you this way?\" he gasped out. He began thrusting deep and fast into Wisteria. \"Did you enjoy it with him?\"\n\nThe floor's rough planks scraped Wisteria's knees and forearms. Her pride rebelled against this mistreatment, and she hated that the gamblers would hear her degradation." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Her inner flesh swelled with excitement born of pain and pleasure." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Lightning abruptly withdrew from her body. Unable to bear the cessation, Wisteria gave the answer he wanted: \"No. No!\" She knew he'd hated Mitsuyoshi more than any of her other clients. She wriggled backward, trying to regain him.\n\n\"Did you want Lord Mitsuyoshi?\" Breathless, Lightning shuddered with his own passion, but he held her away from him while she struggled. \"Did you love him?\"\n\n\"I didn't want him. I didn't love him,\" Wisteria said, sobbing in her desperation to have Lightning. \"Please—\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "He reentered her, and as she keened in joy, he said, \"Tell me you love me.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I love you!\" At this moment, with him moving inside her, and the world reduced to the two of them, Wisteria did love Lightning passionately, truly, devotedly.\n\n\"Tell me I'm the only man you'll ever love.\"\n\n\"You're the only one,\" Wisteria cried. Eyes shut, she concentrated on their climb to pleasure. She lost awareness of the rough floor, the cold, and the other people nearby.\n\nThrusting harder and quicker, Lightning growled like a wild beast. \"If anyone else dares look at you, I'll kill him. And if you ever shun me or betray me—if you ever cross me in any way—I'll kill you, too!\"\n\nHis threats terrified Wisteria, for she knew he spoke the truth." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Terror increased arousal, and her climax struck her in waves of ecstasy. She screamed. Lightning's growls culminated in a triumphant roar, and she felt him release inside her. They collapsed together in heaving exhaustion, and Wisteria's spirits slid into a black pit of distress.\n\nShe realized that her liberator had become her captor, and one more prone to cruelty than any brothel master. Wisteria had extricated herself from financial debt, but she now owed Lightning, whom she must repay in flesh and blood. She'd hoped to harness his strength and daring to further her own aims, yet he was untamable. Last night marked the point at which her control over her destiny had shattered.\n\nNo one would know whether she was an innocent witness to murder, or an accomplice in crime." }, { "from": "human", "value": "If only Lord Mitsuyoshi hadn't died!" }, { "from": "system", "value": "Next message should be approximately 6 sentences." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Had things worked out differently, she might now be free to enjoy the fruition of her secret plans.\n\nHowever, there seemed no use dwelling upon the past. Wisteria recognized that she'd bound herself to Lightning, for good or bad, and she was dependent on him for survival.\n\nShe hoped she could survive his jealous rages, his volatile, unpredictable behavior.\n\nAnd he was still crucial to her plans, which had hinged on him from the beginning.\n\nClosing her eyes, imprisoned in Lightning's possessive embrace, Wisteria prayed they would escape Edo alive." } ]

[ { "from": "system", "value": "Today you will be acting as a writing assistant, your partner will send something and you will write the next two sentences." }, { "from": "system", "value": "Produce a starting prompt please." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "As Hirata and his family settled into the compartment, Midori sat rigid with panic, her heart hammering, not daring to look at anyone. Please, she prayed inwardly; please make our families consent to our marriage!" }, { "from": "human", "value": "If they didn't, she was doomed, because love wasn't the only reason she must wed Hirata." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "During their courtship, they'd enjoyed more time together, and more freedom, than was usual for unmarried young gentlemen and ladies. Their connection with Reiko and Sano placed them in constant proximity, and they'd taken advantage of their situation." }, { "from": "human", "value": "While Reiko thought Midori was busy waiting on Lady Keisho-in, and Keisho-in thought Midori was with Reiko, Midori was actually meeting Hirata in deserted gardens or empty storehouses." }, { "from": "human", "value": "There, chaste embraces had led to things less than chaste." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "A flush of pleasure and guilt enflamed her as she recalled lying naked with Hirata beneath pine trees at dusk. How much she'd wanted to satisfy him, and to experience the rapture of having him!" }, { "from": "human", "value": "And how much she now wished they'd exercised self-control, for soon afterward had come the cessation of her monthly blood, a continual nausea, a fullness in her abdomen." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Midori had threaded a needle with red thread and stuck it in the wall of the privy, hoping that this ancient folk remedy would cause the blood to come, but to no avail. She was pregnant.\n\nNow she listened to her companions exchanging courteous pleasantries." }, { "from": "human", "value": "None of them knew her problem, not even Hirata." }, { "from": "human", "value": "She hadn't told anyone." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "She couldn't admit her shame, or admit that if she and Hirata didn't marry, she would bear an illegitimate child, disgrace her honor, and ruin herself.\n\n\"Your family has a proud tradition, does it not?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Lord Niu said to Hirata's father." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I understand that your people have served the shoguns since the Kamakura regime four hundred years ago.\"\n\n\"Yes, that's correct.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Hirata's father looked stern and intimidating to Midori, but also gratified that the daimyo recognized his heritage." }, { "from": "human", "value": "She relaxed as she began to think that her father would continue to behave properly." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"And you've made a name for yourself in the police force.\" Lord Niu smiled his peculiar half smile." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"It's men like you who've kept society under control and made Edo the great capital it is.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"That's high praise, coming from the ruler of an entire province,\" Hirata's father said, obviously warming toward the daimyo. \"Your kindness is more than I deserve.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Lord Niu gave a self-deprecating chuckle." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Oh, I'm just the humble overseer of a country estate that the Tokugawa deemed fit to give me.\" He turned to Hirata." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"So you're chief retainer to the shogun's ssakan-sama.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yes, my lord.\" Hirata sat stiffly, his expression serious. Midori felt a rush of tenderness toward him for trying so hard to appear a suitable husband for her." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"That the ssakan-sama trusts you with so much responsibility at your youthful age speaks highly of your character,\" said Lord Niu." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "His left eye studied Hirata; his right wandered. \"And I hear you're looking into Lord Mitsuyoshi's murder. What have you discovered so far?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Blushing, Hirata gave an account of the investigation, mentioning the suspects and the missing courtesan and pillow book." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Cunning and initiative,\" Lord Niu said jovially. \"That's exactly what I expected to find in you.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Hirata's parents beamed with pride." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Captain Segoshi smiled. Midori and Hirata exchanged quick, elated glances." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I understand that your daughter is a favorite lady-in-waiting of His Excellency's mother,\" Hirata's father said to Lord Niu, then addressed Midori: \"Can you play music?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Midori tensed, realizing that he wanted to know whether she possessed the accomplishments required of a lady, and that this was a test she must pass. \"Yes,\" she said, hesitantly, \"I've played the samisen since I was a child.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Have you learned calligraphy and flower arranging and tea ceremony?\"\n\n\"To the best of my humble ability.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Midori chewed her fingernail; seeing her grandmother frown, she dropped her hand and tried to look the modest, feminine, perfect daughter-in-law.\n\nHirata's father nodded, and she could tell she'd favorably impressed him." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Giddy delight filled her." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Then Lord Niu said, \"Yes, my daughter is a prize. And you would steal her from me the way the Tokugawa stole my family's ancestral lands after the Battle of Sekigahara.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He spoke with a sudden rancor that completely dispelled the harmonious atmosphere. Midori saw puzzlement on the faces of Hirata and his party, and consternation on those of her grandmother and Okita." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Her heart sank, for this was exactly what she'd feared would happen." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Lord Niu, a shrewd, competent leader of his subjects, had one eccentricity—his unreasonable obsession with injustices done to his clan. Now Midori realized that his compliments to Hirata's family had been veiled expressions of hostility toward them, and he'd meant from the beginning to oppose the marriage." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"You should be satisfied that your ancestors helped the Tokugawa trample my clan in the dust,\" Lord Niu said bitterly to Hirata and his father." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"You should be satisfied that the bakufu extorts millions of koban in taxes from me every year. But no—you greedy louts want my flesh and blood!\"\n\nFor as long as Midori could recall, her family had carefully avoided mentioning the Tokugawa or the Battle of Sekigahara to Lord Niu, for fear of rousing his violent temper." }, { "from": "human", "value": "But they couldn't prevent him from thinking of those topics at inopportune times and angering himself." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "And although his relatives limited the time Lord Niu spent in public, lest his behavior shame them or create problems, they couldn't always restrain him. Once, after the Tokugawa revenue agents had collected a large tribute from him, Lord Niu had mounted his horse and ridden through a village, shrieking and cutting down innocent peasants." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The clan had so far managed to hush up his bad spells, and neither the bakufu nor the general public knew of them—yet." }, { "from": "human", "value": "What a disaster that his obsession should interrupt the miai!" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Master,\" Okita said cautiously to Lord Niu, \"perhaps this isn't a good time to dwell on the past.\"\n\nIgnoring his retainer, Lord Niu again addressed Hirata and his companions: \"It's clear to me that you are plotting with the Tokugawa clan to take over my province, steal my money, and destroy my whole clan.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Hirata and his father gaped in shock." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Midori huddled in fear, and her grandmother sadly shook her head. Hirata's father blurted, \"With all due respect, Honorable Lord Niu, that's absurd. We came in peace, to consider the possibility of joining our families together through a marriage between your daughter and my son.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Midori longed to explain the daimyo's behavior and beg the forgiveness of Hirata and his family, but she was too afraid to do anything but watch helplessly as Lord Niu stood.\n\n\"I'll never allow a daughter of mine to marry the spawn of a scoundrel like you!\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "he shouted at Hirata's father." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "People in other compartments fell silent and stared at Lord Niu. His skewed face twitched; his eyes glittered with hatred." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"You're a dirty thief, and a treacherous sneak, and a foul murderer!\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Hirata's mother and Captain Segoshi looked aghast." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Hirata's father surged to his feet. \"How dare you insult me?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "he demanded. Anger reddened his complexion." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I'm a man of honor, and I'll not tolerate this disgraceful treatment from an outside lord. Take back what you said, or I'll—\"\n\nSneering in contempt, Lord Niu smacked Hirata's father on the cheek." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Then the two men were wildly hitting and kicking each other." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Midori and the other women cringed away from the combatants. Hirata cried, \"Father, stop!\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "while Okita begged, \"Master, please control yourself.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The musician onstage halted his performance as the audience stood up to watch the commotion. Lord Niu jumped up on a divider and drew his sword." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Hirata's father also drew his weapon, but his bad leg hindered his climb onto the divider." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Men in the audience stamped on the floor, shouting, \"Fight! Fight!\"\n\nHirata grabbed his father, and, with Segoshi's help, pulled him back inside the compartment and restrained him." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Okita wrestled Lord Niu, grappling for the sword. The audience booed." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Lord Niu yelled, \"I'll get you yet, you despicable villain!\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Okita, panting from his effort to hold the daimyo, addressed Hirata: \"You'd better go.\"\n\nAs Hirata hurried his family out of the theater, he looked briefly back at Midori." } ]

[ { "from": "system", "value": "user starts, u write ~one sentence more. copy Laura Joh Rowland's style" }, { "from": "system", "value": "Produce a starting prompt please." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Sano, accompanied by Detectives Fukida and Marume and some troops, again rode to the pleasure quarter, this time in pursuit of the entertainer whom Treasury Minister Nitta had implicated in the murder." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Arriving in late afternoon, Sano found that Yoshiwara had undergone a striking change since his last visit." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Gone was the dismal atmosphere." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The rooftops gleamed bronze in the light of the descending sun, while in through the gates swarmed hundreds of men eager for sensual delight." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Some wore basket-shaped rush hats that concealed their faces." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Sano recognized these as samurai, whom the law prohibited from visiting Yoshiwara." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Though many samurai disregarded the law, and virtually no one cared, the most upstanding or cautious came in disguise." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Along Nakanoch, the lanterns on the eaves burned brightly." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Courtesans sat in the window cages of the brothels." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Visitors ogled the courtesans, jammed the teahouses, and thronged shops that sold souvenirs and guidebooks to the quarter." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "As Sano entered Yoshiwara with his men, he imagined all the money that would change hands in the morning, when the customers paid the exorbitant fees that the brothels charged for food, drink, service, and women." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"We'll stop in a teahouse and ask where we can find Fujio,\" Sano said to his detectives." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"He's sure to be performing somewhere.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Sano wasn't personally acquainted with Fujio, but he'd watched the hokan play at parties and knew his reputation as an acclaimed entertainer." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Just then, two boys marched up the avenue, beating drums." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Hear the magnificent Fujio play at the Atami Pleasure House tonight,\" they called." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Spared the trouble of hunting the suspect, Sano and his men walked to the Atami, located on Edoch, a side street bordered by rows of brothels." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The recessed entranceway of the Atami held a low table." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "On it sat three folded futon, a quilt, and a coverlet, all made of rich colored silk." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Tsumi-yagu no koto,\" Sano said." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "This was the practice by which a courtesan showed off her patron's wealth and devotion." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The patron would supply a small fortune for the courtesan to buy elegant bedding." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "She would place it outside her brothel for all to admire." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Even if the women would prefer to use their patrons' money to pay their debts and shorten their term of service, Yoshiwara custom required them to display a carefree, impractical attitude." }, { "from": "human", "value": "A courtesan who didn't spend lavishly would appear stingy, become unpopular, and never free herself." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Sano glanced at the paper label attached to the quilt, which bore a date three days before the murder, and an inscription. \" 'This bedding was presented to Lady Takane by the Honorable Nitta Monzaemon,' \" Sano read." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Then the treasury minister is patron to at least one other courtesan besides Lady Wisteria,\" said Detective Marume." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He fingered the coverlet. \"Pretty expensive goods.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Maybe he's not really in love with Wisteria,\" Sano said." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"A client devoted to a particular woman will usually confine his spending to her.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Maybe he dallies with other women to cover his feelings for Wisteria,\" Fukida suggested." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Or maybe Senior Elder Makino lied,\" said Marume." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "This was a real possibility, given Makino's nature." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"If he did, and Nitta told me the truth,\" Sano said, \"then Nitta had no apparent reason to abduct Wisteria or kill Lord Mitsuyoshi.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "And Nitta had seemed like a promising suspect this morning." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Marume-san, check into Nitta's relations with the courtesans and find out whether he does spread his attention around. The Introducing Teahouses would be a good place to start.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "These establishments matched clients with courtesans, arranged appointments, and negotiated fees." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Fukida-san, look for witnesses who saw Nitta on the night of the murder,\" Sano said." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"We want to know everything he did. I'll handle Fujio myself.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "He hoped that if his case against Nitta dissolved, the hokan would prove to be the culprit." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The detectives bowed and departed." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Leaving his troops outside, Sano went into the pleasure house." }, { "from": "human", "value": "A guard stationed in the entryway greeted him." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Welcome, master,\" the guard said." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Have you an appointment with one of our ladies?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Sano introduced himself, then said, \"I'm looking for Fujio.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"He's about to perform in the banquet room.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Sano walked down the corridor toward the sound of voices and laughter." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "In the banquet room a party of samurai and courtesans lounged and chatted." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Kamuro served roasted sardines, salted ferns, quail eggs, steamed clams, and sake to the men." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "As Sano paused in the doorway, a man strode through a curtained entrance at the far end of the room." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He carried a samisen in one hand and a large folding fan in the other." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He snapped the fan shut with a loud, ritualistic flourish, and all heads turned toward him." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Thank you, everyone, for your favor,\" Fujio said." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The party cheered. As Fujio knelt, positioned his samisen, and played a cascade of notes, Sano studied the hokan." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Fujio was perhaps thirty-five years old, tall and slender, and handsome in a raffish way." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He had bold, sparkling eyes, a mischievous set to his features, and sleek hair knotted at his nape." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He wore the traditional hokan's black coat printed with crests, over a beige kimono." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"With your kind permission, I shall perform my new song, 'The Mysterious Flood,' \" he announced." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The audience eagerly settled down to listen." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Fujio played a gay tune and sang in a smooth, vibrant voice:" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"A big spender from saka," }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Weary of the pleasures of his hometown," }, { "from": "human", "value": "Came to Yoshiwara with his entourage" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "To pluck some fresh blossoms." }, { "from": "human", "value": "All eager for conquest," }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The men courted the best tayu," }, { "from": "human", "value": "Sake flowed, and they made flattering talk, but alas!" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The proud beauties scorned them." }, { "from": "human", "value": "But the men would not accept disappointment," }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "For thirty nights they engaged the same courtesans," }, { "from": "human", "value": "Attempting to win favor," }, { "from": "human", "value": "For thirty nights they failed, their desire thwarted." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "At last they decided to return to saka," }, { "from": "human", "value": "But so aroused were they," }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "That they paused by the Dike of Japan," }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "And each caressed his own manhood, spurting a mighty fountain of seed." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The torrent overflowed the dike," }, { "from": "human", "value": "The peasants in neighboring villages beat the flood-warning drums," }, { "from": "system", "value": "Next message should be approximately 2 sentence." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "For many years they wondered,\n\nWhat caused a flood on that rainless night?\"" } ]

[ { "from": "system", "value": "Task: Story collab\nMe: Opening\nYou: 6 sentences more, Laura Joh Rowland-style" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Inside the courtyard of Sano's estate, bearers set down a palanquin, and Reiko alighted in the chilly dusk." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Midori burst out the door of the mansion and ran toward Reiko, sobbing." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"What's wrong?\" Reiko said, embracing her friend.\n\n\"Oh, Reiko-san, it was awful!\" Midori poured out the tale of her miai, and Reiko exclaimed in dismay at how Lord Niu had insulted Hirata's father and the two men had fought. \"They're enemies now,\" Midori mourned. \"They'll never allow my marriage to Hirata-san.\"\n\nAlthough Reiko feared this was true, she said, \"Don't give up hope yet. I'll ask my husband to speak to your families and help make peace between them.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Oh, thank you!\" Smiling, Midori wiped her nose on her sleeve and hugged Reiko." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Then more tears flowed." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I spent the afternoon at my father's estate. He kept raving about how Hirata-san's family is trying to destroy him and he must fight back. Then he locked himself in his chamber. I didn't have a chance to beg him to make amends to Hirata's father or reconsider the match.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "A sob choked Midori. \"And I haven't seen Hirata-san since he left the theater. No one here knows where he is. Why doesn't he come to me? I'm afraid he doesn't love me anymore.\"\n\n\"Of course he does,\" Reiko said soothingly. \"Hirata-san is faithful. He'll understand that your father's behavior wasn't your fault. He's probably just busy working. Now cheer up—you don't want him to come in and see you like this.\"\n\nMidori bit her quivering lips and breathed deeply in a visible attempt to pull herself together. \"Please forgive me for imposing my troubles on you, when you've just gotten home. Were you out investigating the murder of Lord Mitsuyoshi?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Nodding, Reiko felt the despair in her own heart." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"And you've discovered lots of clues?\" Midori said with flattering confidence in Reiko's ability.\n\n\"I wish it were so.\" Reiko sighed. \"I've spent the whole day visiting my cousins and aunts and friends, talking to servants and shopkeepers. Everyone is so afraid to speak ill of the shogun's dead heir that no one will talk about Lord Mitsuyoshi. And as for Lady Wisteria, everyone was full of gossip about the clothes she wears and the lavish parties she gives. Everyone has a theory of how she got out of Yoshiwara—she turned into a bird and flew away, she drank a magic potion that made her small and she sneaked under the gate. But no one has any real idea where she went.\"\n\n\"Oh, Reiko-san, that's too bad,\" Midori said.\n\nReiko dreaded admitting her failure to Sano." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Cold, tired, and hungry, she couldn't bear to think about what that failure meant. \"Let's go inside where it's warm,\" she said. \"Have you eaten yet? We can have a meal together while you wait for Hirata-san.\"\n\nMidori looked tempted, then shook her head regretfully. \"I'd better go. Lady Keisho-in will be looking for me.\"\n\nThey parted, and Reiko entered the house." }, { "from": "human", "value": "There, Masahiro toddled down the corridor, calling, \"Mama, Mama! Come see what I made.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "He grabbed her hand and tugged." }, { "from": "human", "value": "One of his nursemaids, a girl named O-hana, trailed after him." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"The young master has been working hard today,\" O-hana said. She was nineteen and pretty, with a glint of cleverness in her eyes and a pert smile shaped like an inverted triangle. Though she wore the customary indigo kimono of a servant, she always added a personal, stylish touch. Today it was a paper butterfly perched on her upswept hair.\n\n\"Let's go see what you've done, Masahiro-chan,\" said Reiko.\n\nThe three went to the nursery." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "On the floor stood colored building blocks arranged in the rudimentary shape of a house.\n\n\"That's wonderful!\" Reiko exclaimed, as her pleasure in her son eased the disappointment of the day.\n\n\"Now the young master is the little lord of his own castle,\" O-hana said fondly.\n\nMasahiro laughed and jumped up and down. Reiko wished she had as much accomplishment to boast. She was so afraid she would let Sano down and prove herself unworthy of his trust." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Excuse me, mistress,\" said the housekeeper, entering the nursery, \"but you have visitors.\"\n\n\"Who are they?\" Reiko said, surprised because she wasn't expecting anyone.\n\n\"Lady Yanagisawa and her daughter, Kikuko.\"\n\n\"Merciful gods.\"\n\nReiko hadn't thought the chamberlain's wife would call on her this soon. Now she jumped up in a flurry of agitation, for she'd never received such an important guest." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "She smoothed her hair and clothes as she hurried to the parlor, where she found Lady Yanagisawa and Kikuko kneeling side by side.\n\n\"Good evening.\" Reiko knelt opposite them and bowed.\n\nLady Yanagisawa echoed the greeting. She wore drab, brownish mauve, and her plain face was as dour as before. \"My apologies for arriving without notice,\" she murmured. \"I hope I am not inconveniencing you?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"No, not at all,\" Reiko said nervously. \"I'm glad you came. Hello, Kikuko-chan. My, how pretty you look.\"\n\nThe little girl giggled and hid her face behind the sleeve of her aquamarine kimono.\n\n\"Say, 'You are too kind, Honorable Lady—I am not worthy of your praise,' \" Lady Yanagisawa gently instructed her daughter.\n\nKikuko obeyed, stumbling over the words. When Reiko provided refreshments, the girl slurped the tea and spilled some on her kimono." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "She gobbled the cakes and got sugary crumbs all over her face and the floor. Lady Yanagisawa wiped Kikuko's face with a napkin, picked up crumbs, and gave Reiko a look of embarrassed apology.\n\n\"This winter is particularly harsh,\" Reiko said, seeking to initiate a conversation and put her guest at ease.\n\n\"... Yes.\"\n\nLady Yanagisawa cupped her tea bowl in her hands; her gaze flitted around the room, taking in the wall mural, the alcove where a scroll of calligraphy hung above a celadon vase of dried flowers, and the shelves that held figurines. Reiko wondered if she didn't realize she was supposed to say something to keep the talk going, she couldn't think what to say, or she expected other people to carry the burden of conversation." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Having to stay indoors in cold weather makes me restless,\" said Reiko. \"How do you pass the time?\"\n\n\"I read poetry. I sew clothes for Kikuko. I try to teach her a little reading and writing. We play together.\" Long pauses separated Lady Yanagisawa's sentences. \"Sometimes we go out to a temple.\"\n\n\"How nice.\" Reiko thought Lady Yanagisawa's life sounded circumscribed, dull, and lonely." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Perhaps she didn't want to expose Kikuko to people who might mock her." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Lady Yanagisawa glanced at Reiko, then away, then back again, repeatedly, scrutinizing her hair, figure, clothes, and face." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Although Reiko could detect no malice in Lady Yanagisawa's narrow eyes, she grew uneasy.\n\n\"Does your husband share your interest in poetry?\" Reiko said.\n\n\"My husband is very busy.\"\n\nThis reply told Reiko that the chamberlain, like many a man, paid his wife little attention, but Lady Yanagisawa gave no hint of whether she minded. Reiko began to feel as though the other woman's gaze were taking small bites out of her, and at a loss for how to entertain Lady Yanagisawa. Then Reiko noticed Kikuko fidgeting restlessly with her hair ornaments." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Maybe Kikuko-chan would like to play with my son,\" Reiko said." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Shall we take her to the nursery?\"\n\n\"That would be fine.\" Lady Yanagisawa spoke in a tone of indifference, but rose and held out her hand. \"Come, Kikuko-chan.\"\n\nThe way to the nursery took them past Sano's office, Reiko's study, and the bedchamber. Lady Yanagisawa paused at each doorway to peer inside, her face expressionless, her gaze unblinking. Kikuko imitated her mother's pose, and Reiko's uneasiness burgeoned." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Their behavior seemed intrusive, but Reiko dared not object. With considerable relief she ushered Lady Yanagisawa and Kikuko into the nursery. There, Masahiro had dismantled his block house and begun building another while O-hana watched.\n\n\"Masahiro-chan,\" Reiko said, \"look who's here.\"\n\nHe saw Kikuko and gave a happy chortle. The girl smiled. Letting go of her mother's hand, she hurried over to kneel beside Masahiro and his blocks." }, { "from": "human", "value": "O-hana bowed to Lady Yanagisawa, who studied the maid for a moment, then ignored her." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Me do,\" Kikuko said, piling blocks in an untidy heap." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"No,\" Masahiro said. \"Here. Like this.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "He showed her how to build a wall, and they began working together." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Kikuko, docile and clumsy, chewed on a block." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Lady Yanagisawa impassively observed the game without a change of expression, but Reiko feared that the glaring contrast between their children would upset her guest.\n\n\"Masahiro-chan, how about showing Kikuko-chan some of your other toys,\" Reiko said.\n\nThe little boy went to a cabinet and took out wooden animals and soldiers. Kikuko examined each with lively curiosity. Lady Yanagisawa knelt, apparently content to watch the children, and Reiko relaxed, spared the onus of making conversation and glad not to be the focus of her guest's attention. Soon the children began tumbling and wrestling." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Now Kikuko's greater age and strength showed to advantage. She picked up Masahiro and spun around with him until he whooped in joyous excitement, while a slight smile leavened Lady Yanagisawa's stern aspect.\n\nA pleasant hour passed in this manner. Then Lady Yanagisawa said, \"I am afraid we've outstayed our welcome. Kikuko-chan, it's time to go home.\"\n\nThe little girl obediently rose from the floor, where she and Masahiro were turning somersaults. \"Good-bye,\" she said to Masahiro." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Reiko escorted her guests to the entryway." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Lady Yanagisawa donned her sandals and cloak and helped Kikuko put on hers. \"Many thanks for your hospitality,\" Lady Yanagisawa said, bowing.\n\n\"Your presence did me an honor.\" Reiko also bowed, thinking that Lady Yanagisawa seemed as aloof and unfathomable as when they'd first met.\n\n\"Perhaps you will bring your son to see Kikuko-chan and me someday,\" Lady Yanagisawa said.\n\n\"Yes. I will.\" Though Reiko still had doubts about the prudence of associating with the chamberlain's wife, courtesy required her agreement." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"The days are often long and melancholy when one is alone, and your company is most cheering... I must thank you for your friendship.\"\n\nThe pauses in Lady Yanagisawa's speech lengthened the farewell ritual. Reiko, suddenly overwhelmed by fatigue, wished to be alone, but waited politely.\n\nThen Lady Yanagisawa said, \"This business of Lord Mitsuyoshi's death... Please excuse my candor when I say that I know you collaborate with your husband on his inquiries into such matters, and I know the peril that now threatens you both.\" Face averted from Reiko, she hushed her voice. \"I shall do whatever I can to assist you in your endeavors.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Your generosity is much appreciated.\"" }, { "from": "system", "value": "Next message should be approximately 3 sentences." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Reiko hid her surprise: Nothing had prepared her to expect that the chamberlain's wife would offer help in the investigation. \"A thousand thanks.\"\n\nAs Reiko stood in the doorway and watched her guests climb into their palanquin, she wondered if a woman like Lady Yanagisawa, isolated in her home, with few friends and no talent for talking to people, could possibly provide any worthwhile information. Reiko sighed and returned to the nursery, where she sat watching Masahiro play and waited for Sano to come home." } ]

[ { "from": "system", "value": "Continue with the same vibes as Laura Joh Rowland" }, { "from": "system", "value": "Produce a starting prompt please." } ]

[ { "from": "system", "value": "im ur writing buddy. i set scene, u do eight sentences like Laura Joh Rowland" }, { "from": "system", "value": "Produce a starting prompt please." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Chamberlain Yanagisawa's estate was isolated in a separate compound in Edo Castle, high on the hill and near the palace. Around this fortress within a fortress, spikes protruded from the top of the stone wall to discourage trespassers, and the cold, clear night vibrated with the alertness of many guards at the gates, perched on the roofs of the buildings, and hidden in the grounds. The mansion they protected was a maze of interconnected wings, with soldiers' barracks surrounding principal retainers' quarters. At the center lay the private domain of the chamberlain.\n\nHere, Police Commissioner Hoshina stood at the threshold of the bedchamber. The doorway framed a view of Yanagisawa, who reclined on cushions inside, his elegant profile outlined by the lantern-light. With his silk kimono, trousers, and surcoat arranged in still, lustrous folds, he looked as perfectly composed as a painting. Deep in thought, he didn't appear aware that Hoshina had come." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Yet Hoshina knew Yanagisawa had heard the alarm given by the nightingale walk—the specially constructed floor that emitted loud chirps under approaching footsteps." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Yanagisawa knew whose arrival the alarm signaled, because Hoshina was the only person welcome in his bedchamber.\n\nBut their relations had been strained since the murder of Lord Mitsuyoshi, and Hoshina hesitated, wondering whether to interrupt Yanagisawa's reverie.\n\nThen Yanagisawa lifted a silver tobacco pipe to his lips. He exhaled smoke, and turned toward Hoshina. As their gazes met, Hoshina felt his heartbeat quicken and his senses come alive, as they always did when he was with Yanagisawa, even after two years together. But Yanagisawa wore an air of abstracted calm; he merely gestured for Hoshina to join him.\n\n\"I looked for you earlier,\" Hoshina said, entering the room and kneeling near Yanagisawa.\n\n\"I had business to attend to,\" Yanagisawa said." }, { "from": "human", "value": "That he didn't say where he'd been irked Hoshina." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Although Hoshina accepted that he was accountable to Yanagisawa while the chamberlain owed him no explanations, Hoshina often found his subordinate status difficult to bear. His passionate love for Yanagisawa only worsened the damage to his pride and the hurt caused him by Yanagisawa's cool greeting.\n\nNonetheless eager to please his master, Hoshina said, \"I spent the day investigating the murder, and I've turned up some interesting facts. Treasury Minister Nitta has implicated a hokan named Fujio. Unfortunately, Sano got to Fujio before I did. But what Sano doesn't know is that one of my spies—a maid at the Owariya—saw Fujio on the stairway just before the murder was discovered. She saved the information for me.\"\n\nThe chamberlain nodded as if he'd not really listened, his expression inscrutable. During their affair, Yanagisawa had been generous about sharing his money, his authority, and his bed with Hoshina; yet sometimes he became aloof and taciturn. Hoshina never knew when these moods would occur, or what caused them. He suspected that his lover adopted the moods to keep him at a distance, because a man so powerful yet so insecure as Yanagisawa didn't like anyone to get too close.\n\n\"Nor does Sano have the facts that my other spies have uncovered about Treasury Minister Nitta and Lady Wisteria's chaperone.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Hoshina heard himself speaking louder to bridge the distance between him and Yanagisawa." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"When Nitta left Yoshiwara the night of the murder, he didn't go straight home. He rode a short distance with his entourage, then returned alone to the quarter and bribed the guards to let him back in. The guards didn't tell Hirata when he interviewed them, because he only asked whether they'd let Nitta out, and they're in my pay. Nitta could have sneaked back inside the Owariya and stabbed Lord Mitsuyoshi.\"\n\nInstead of replying, Yanagisawa gazed into space, smoking his pipe. Hoshina wondered whether the mood indicated boredom with their affair. Was he about to become one of Yanagisawa's many cast-off paramours? Hoshina experienced a pang of dismay, because his career, as well as his happiness, depended on Yanagisawa.\n\n\"And Mitsuyoshi had been carrying on a flirtation with the yarite.\" Hoshina, aware that he'd begun nervously clenching and unclenching his muscles, stilled himself. \"It seems that he promised to take Momoko as his concubine. He liked to toy with people, but the old fool took him seriously, and when she found out he'd been joking, she was furious. So she did know him, and she had good reason to want him dead, which contradicts what she said earlier.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"So you have incriminating evidence against all three suspects,\" Yanagisawa said. \"That makes one as likely a culprit as any other. Therefore, you're no closer to solving the case than you were yesterday.\"\n\nPraise from his lover always exhilarated Hoshina; criticism like this was torture. As he gazed at Yanagisawa, resentment tinged his desire, because their sexual bond gave Yanagisawa all the more power over him.\n\n\"Sooner or later, my evidence will accumulate and point to the killer,\" Hoshina defended himself. \"Don't you care?\"\n\n\"I care as much as the case deserves,\" Yanagisawa said.\n\n\"What's that supposed to mean?\" Hoshina demanded, stung by his lover's indifference." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "That they'd often exchanged private confidences seemed forgotten now; Yanagisawa was deliberately shutting Hoshina out. Hoshina rose, unable to sit still any longer. \"Are you saying that the murder of the shogun's heir doesn't matter to you? That you don't care whether the killer is caught? After I've been chasing clues and witnesses for the past two days?\"\n\nHe saw a warning gleam in Yanagisawa's eyes, but plunged recklessly ahead: \"Or don't you care whether it's Sano or I who solves the case?\"\n\nYanagisawa tilted his head, regarding Hoshina with detachment. \"Why are you so angry at me?\"\n\n\"I'm not angry.\" Turning away, Hoshina took a deep breath, swallowing his emotions. \"Just confused. I expected you to take my side in the meeting with Sano and the shogun. But you left me flapping in the wind like a flag on the back of a soldier who rides into battle thinking he's leading a charge, while his army sits on the sidelines. Why didn't you join my attack on Sano?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Whining like a petulant woman was no way to retain Yanagisawa's interest or respect; but Hoshina couldn't help himself." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He heard the rustle of silk as Yanagisawa came to stand behind him." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Their closeness increased his agitation.\n\n\"I'm sorry if you feel hurt because you think I deserted you,\" Yanagisawa said, \"but remember that I'm the one who leads the charges. If you dash off on your own, don't expect me to follow. That was the wrong time to expose your rivalry with Sano. My silence should have made that obvious to you. If you're disappointed by the results of your actions, that's what you deserve.\"\n\nThe rebuke struck fear into Hoshina, for he had much more to lose than Yanagisawa's affection. The chamberlain had ruined men unwise enough to cross him, and those banished, executed, or assassinated included former partners. Though their affair had begun with mutual expectations of true, eternal love, and Yanagisawa had at first seemed happier and more tolerant than before, Hoshina knew old habits died hard.\n\n\"I don't understand your objections,\" Hoshina said, facing Yanagisawa. \"I came to Edo to advance my career in the bakufu and prove myself capable of managing the police force.\" While he enjoyed his privileged status as Yanagisawa's lover, he needed to show he was worthy of his post and hadn't just seduced his way to a high rank." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"But Sano is a constant hindrance. How will I demonstrate what I can do, while he and his private army of detectives are always getting the important cases, winning the major victories, and reaping all the shogun's esteem? Don't you want me to succeed in the job you brought me to Edo to do?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I thought you came here to serve me as my chief retainer,\" Yanagisawa said, and disapproval shadowed his face.\n\nHoshina involuntarily retreated a step as he perceived how selfish his aims had sounded. \"Yes, of course I did. Serving you is my first wish.\" He hastened to appeal to Yanagisawa's interests: \"Don't you want Sano out of the way? Forgive me if you think I've gone against your wishes, but I'm only continuing what you started years ago. This may be the best opportunity to get rid of Sano forever.\"\n\n\"Now is not the time,\" Yanagisawa reiterated. \"Lord Mitsuyoshi's murder has created many opportunities besides the one you're so eager to seize. You are viewing the situation with too narrow a focus. You've not been in Edo long enough to see the larger picture, or appreciate serious concerns that extend beyond the present time.\" Impatience colored his voice. \"I'm not trying to cheat you of what you want—far from it. So believe me when I say that if my plans go as well as I expect, Sano will become a matter of insignificance to us both.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"What plans?\" Hoshina was completely perplexed; yet he could appreciate the irony of his situation." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Night after night, they lay together, naked and vulnerable. Yanagisawa trusted Hoshina with his body—but not all his secrets. He considered knowledge the ultimate power, which he never yielded. Hoshina understood this, but Yanagisawa's distrust hurt him deeply.\n\n\"I went to see my son today,\" Yanagisawa said.\n\nThe abrupt change of subject disconcerted and baffled Hoshina. Frowning as he attempted to follow the twists and turns of his lover's devious mind, Hoshina said, \"Which one?\"\n\nHe knew the chamberlain had at least four sons, all born to different women other than his wife." }, { "from": "human", "value": "They lived with their mothers in estates outside Edo." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Hoshina had learned of their existence via gossip in the bakufu, not from Yanagisawa. He'd heard Yanagisawa periodically visited the children, though the chamberlain had never before mentioned that to Hoshina either.\n\n\"Yoritomo. The eldest. He's sixteen years old now,\" Yanagisawa said.\n\nThat boy was the child of a former palace lady-in-waiting, Hoshina recalled. The lady, a Tokugawa relative, had been a beauty with whom Yanagisawa had enjoyed a brief affair.\n\n\"Is something wrong? Is your son ill?\" Hoshina hoped that a mere family problem, and not dissatisfaction with their life together, had turned Yanagisawa cold toward him.\n\n\"Quite the contrary.\" A faint, proud smile touched Yanagisawa's mouth." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Yoritomo is the image of myself when I was young. Not as clever or strong-willed, of course. He'll do very well indeed.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Jealousy pierced Hoshina like a hot needle in his heart. He'd never cared much about the relationship between Yanagisawa and his sons; yet he hated for Yanagisawa to praise anyone after criticizing him.\n\n\"I'm glad you're pleased by your son,\" Hoshina said stiffly, \"but what has he got to do with the murder case? Why is he more important than destroying a man who's defeated and humiliated you so many times?\"\n\nYanagisawa lifted his eyebrows in surprise. \"I've just told you.\"\n\n\"But I don't understand.\"\n\n\"You will.\"\n\nYanagisawa's expression softened, but Hoshina perceived this as condescension rather than love." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He dreaded offending Yanagisawa, yet couldn't relinquish his campaign against his rival." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Sano's influence in the bakufu grows daily,\" Hoshina said. \"His allies include many high officials. And if he solves this case, he'll rise another notch in the shogun's estimation—while everyone else, including us, moves down. He could eventually take your place. Your treatment of him has given him ample cause to hate you. I think he's biding his time until he gains enough power to strike.\"\n\n\"He won't,\" Yanagisawa said with offhand confidence.\n\n\"Because of the truce between him and you?\" Hoshina couldn't keep the scorn out of his voice. \"Your truce is but an unspoken agreement that will last only as long as you both honor it. I say we should take the offensive, break the truce before Sano does, and strike at him now, while he's vulnerable.\"\n\n\"I'm aware of the hazards of a truce,\" Yanagisawa said, reproachful. \"At present they're of minor concern to me, because I have the advantage over Sano.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"What advantage is that?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Baffled beyond endurance, Hoshina burst out, \"I hate it when you speak in riddles! Why won't you explain what's going on?\"\n\nThe chamberlain appeared unaffected by Hoshina's anger. \"Certain things are best not spoken outright,\" Yanagisawa said. \"Not even my house is free of spies. I've told you my plans, and it's up to you to figure them out. But I will make one thing clear: You shall not break the truce.\"\n\nHoshina started to protest, but the adamant expression on Yanagisawa's face silenced him. Then Yanagisawa chuckled.\n\n\"Don't look so disappointed,\" he said. \"Just be patient, and I promise you'll be quite satisfied with what happens.\"\n\nAlthough Hoshina wished he could believe Yanagisawa, he couldn't place his faith in schemes he didn't understand, or his trust in a man so unpredictable as his lover." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He still considered Sano a threat to the chamberlain's power and his own rise in the bakufu." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Hoshina must find a way to advance himself at Sano's expense, without defying his master. But how? Frustrated ambition roiled inside him.\n\nYanagisawa smiled; his dark eyes kindled like liquid fire. \"That's enough talk of politics for tonight,\" he said.\n\nWhatever of his lover's other hints had evaded Hoshina, he could interpret very well the innuendo in Yanagisawa's voice, the curve of his mouth, and the hand he extended. Desire flared in Hoshina; yet he resisted surrender even as he grew erect. How he hated for the chamberlain to rebuke, baffle, taunt, and thwart him, then expect pleasure from him! Hoshina's pride rebelled. For a moment he hated Yanagisawa." }, { "from": "human", "value": "But need prevailed over resentment." }, { "from": "system", "value": "Next message should be approximately 2 sentences." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Hoshina craved sex as proof that Yanagisawa still loved him. He let Yanagisawa draw him down onto the bed, the only place in the world where they were equals." } ]

[ { "from": "system", "value": "Continue with the same vibes as Laura Joh Rowland" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Outside their chamber, Lady Yanagisawa stood peering in through a chink in the wall." }, { "from": "human", "value": "She watched the naked bodies of her husband and his lover entwine, grapple, and heave." }, { "from": "system", "value": "Next message should be approximately 3 sentences." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Her face remained impassive while she listened to their gasps and moans. As they convulsed in climax, a silent breath eased from her. Then she turned and walked away down the dark, vacant corridor." } ]