Travis
*Tyshima would have felt the tension in the room, finally realizing that she was the center of attention. . . Wether it was her nature or her on her person, she entire wasn't sure. But she believed they had caught onto her true form. . . *

". . ."

*The macen would look to the Kitsune with a tilted head and look of concern as she began to stutter, the woman's ecstasy faded in that very moment. . .As her ears were elsewhere, Tyshima would follow the Kitsunes arm and hand, before turning to Don fully. She would excuse herself from the Kitsune, before gradually stepping besides Almann once again. The innocent woman act seemed to wane as the she spoke. . . Tyshima began to remove the pin from her hair, seemingly struggling for a moment. . . Still not accustomed to the feminine act which she genuinely despised. Her voice now feigning a slightly more feral accent, carrying a most powerful sense of monotony*

**"Well— there is one thing. . . The treats. . . I __want__ that sugar cube beside you. "**
William
*The macen that was there prior, had devolved into a horned Oni. Her size remained the same, only real difference had been her horns peering under her straight bangs. Causing discordance with the front of her hair, the woman uninvitedly would lean on Almann, her weight similar to his even with him having almost good few inches on her. She would look to Sutekina with the same grin, trying to match the Nekomimis attitude. Even more so.*

"But— I must apologize for my keen ears, I've been listening ever since this man offered his assistance. From how you portray it. . . You seek those who are devoted to your establishment, in exchange to prove themselves they do some labor for you at their expense and your produce. . ."

*Tyshima nods her head seriously. . . After simply reiterating the situation in the most rudimentary way. The oni clearly was not the smartest in the room, that or she had a knack for being obvious or just hard at hearing. She tapped her cane against her shin, placing her cane on the counter.*

"I may be a no good demon. . . But I'll let you know I am one. On the other hand I have known some rather shifty felines. Not to say you fit that category miss, you seem genuine. . . But, security for both the work and to worker is needed."

*The pale oni placed her pouch on the counter, no longer interested in the mere bits of candy. But the ambitions being near it. Tyshima now pointing to the paper Almann had on him.*

"I'll cut a deal with you both; I'll pay for his down payment with mine. So he needs not worry of the expense or if cannot handle the task. I will takeover and finish and in exchange I will ensure there will be no foul play and security for the product and his payment. I merely want the sugar cube."
*The oni pokes Almann's arm and twists it in a circular motion.*

"Unless you wish to double down with two down payments. . . Having larger payout for your commitment."
Andy
*Sutekina would simply maintain her smiling expression at Almann's questions, following her father's teachings. Regardless of how the various men he brought provoked her, physically or mentally, she should always maintain a smiling face. If she didn't it would mean they won, and she didn't intend to let anyone win over her that easily*

"You sound overly cynical of me esteemed customer, but I can understand your concerns, and you seem to understand some of mine. The only penalty the contract can serve is barring you from trading within the region as your reputation would be found unreliable. But as a wandering trader, that isn't too much of an issue as you can always move and earn coin elsewhere."

*Sutekina would then motion to her shop as a whole* "As for my end, if you screw me over, I can't easily move out, now can I? Unlike you, I have many other individuals depending on me."

*She would then glance to the candy Almann was pointing at* "These sweets earn our bread and butter. I'm sure even a farmer would be hesitant about sharing how he grows crops to outsiders. So I hope you can understand why I would be hesitant about revealing any sort of information to a foreigner that could potentially ruin not only my livelihood, but the livelihood of those I care about as we-"

*Before she could finish sentence she would suddenly notice the cute female macen transform into an oni. The kitsune next to Tsyhima would let out a gasp of shock and the two other oriates nearby would stand up quickly, taking on an offensive stance. Before they could draw their weapons though Sutekina would quickly hold her hand out, motioning for them to halt*


*She did not expect an oni transformation, and her smiling face almost broke, but she was able to maintain it for the time being. But her voice would be unable to hide her surprise*

"W-Why, that would be correct esteemed customer. W-We are trying to conduct a trade."

*Upon realizing her voice was shaking she would cover her mouth in embarrassment. The owner should never show fear toward a customer... She would take a deep breath and calm herself down, before reverting her attention back toward Tyshima*

"I apologize for that unsoundly voice. It appears I still need to grow as a store owner."

*She would then look over Tyshima's build and nod in approval.* "You certainly look capable enough to serve as security. Might be nice to have a 3rd party involved as well to keep each of us in check. As for the down payment, unless you wish to partake in the trade as well, I will only need it from..." *She would pause and blush slightly out of embarrassment. She really had been screwing things up today.*

"...I apologize once more. I am clearly more inexperienced than I thought I was. To think I was trying to conduct a trade without properly introducing myself."

*She would clear her throat and display a genuine smile for once* "I'm Sutekina Yukinoshita. And you two are?"
Chastity
_Almann tilts his head to the left, to get a good look at what the shopkeep seemed startled by._

_What a surprise! Almann had never seen a pale oni before. He had heard they were the crafty type, but he had never seen one in their true form before. The truth was that Almann himself was involved in a little bit of the slave trade. Many of the beastskins he caught for the Silnarians were sold to Irunia, the same country which, he hears, runs off of the enslavement of the pale oni._

_Not only was her appearance a surprise, but her demeanour. She was starkly confident, and leaning up against him, someone who clearly didn't belong in this area, intrigued him. Almann liked this woman's attitude, how it put the others on edge. It reminded him of a woman he knew years ago. Because of that, he didn't want to be outdone by her._

_Almann clears his throat and tosses a small bag of silver, similar in size to the Oni's._

"Here's my downpayment. I'm Almann."

_Was it just his mind playing tricks on him, or was this oni more... Dense than she looked?_
William
*The Oni in reaction to the Oriates seeing her true form would reach for the chains that laid on her neck. . . She wasn't completely defenseless, Her heart dropped, then pounded ferociously against her chest. Not now—she thought, It was always Oriates—Always Oriates and their skittishness. Her vision that was once clear; lost clarity. . .Hearing a primordial voice of the old man, who she lost not to long ago.*

**Be in control of your emotions; Have patience, ignorance give room to learn.**
*Whatever that meant old man. . .*

*If Sutekina was watching the Oni closely she'd noticed her pupils shrinking at the suddenness of her crew. However, immediately they returned to normalcy when she saw that Sutekina signaled them to stop. . . Her adrenaline subsided, she exhaled slowly releasing her stress. So one would not hear her heart. Tyshima retorted calmly, giving her an honest opinion. However, it seemed Almann had suspicions she was winging it. But what she said sounded confident as one could hear.*

"—Well first off you, you need proper privacy. Even in a place that is ran by glee and sweets needs a place for serious people. Have someplace dedicated for that. . .Quit your doubts; You're a inspiring leader. I can see that now, in how your fellow members were quick to attempt seize me. Honest to the Hachiman, had to catch myself for a moment. . ."

*Tsyhima would turn back and wink at the crowd of felines before returning to Sutekina. . . Her once suddenness had subsided, she spoke idealistically, her goal was redemption and took this opportunity to aid others. Regardless of her violent stigma.*

"An old hermit once told me silver can only buy so much—"

*The oni would pause, unable to hide her emotions she wished to say more. But kept it brief.*

"I will take up your offer, I see potential in your establishment and people. But first we must get to business."

*The pale oni would bow, once more. This time not hiding behind the face of pretty macen— but an enigmatic oni.*

"Sutekina Yukinoshita. . . Tyshima Izanami. . . Almann, pleasure to meet you. What have Is the task?"

*The Oni would leave Almann arm, and lean on the counter. Her cane still placed there.*

**"Before we start. . . One more thing? May I try the Citrus sugar cube?"**

*She blinks, tapping the counter lightly.*