บท 146: "I've missed you."

Far away from the loud and noisy hall, inside one of the many chambers arranged for the guests who were temporarily staying in the imperial palace, the ambassador of Banzai Kingdom tried to groom himself in front of the mirror. He had changed into a fine gold robe that made his rounded large belly, narrowed waist, and flat board fanny more prominent, with the center of his head where the thinning hair had been lost to age shining as greased leather under the sun.

He smiled in anticipation as he tried to smooth the little hair he had left on his head in place. He had watched as the girl danced in the hall and how the blouse she wore had clung to breasts that looked and seemed as ripe as a mango waiting to be plucked from the tree. She was beautiful, he admitted, so beautiful it would be a waste for a man like him not to have a taste of her before he departed from the imperial palace.