<div align="center">Himukashi Inn</div><br/>Oishi had been up for a few hours before Dawn arrived. He cleaned the place after Bar nights, but in the morning, the smell of liquor usually persisted. His hard work paid off, though, the Inn/Bar was well known and used with pleased smiles by most people. His helper, miss Sakura as he called her, was a nice girl, a very beautiful woman with a bright mind, and a special way to tend to costumers that earned her tips. She wasn't too flirtatious - not usually - which Oishi thanked. It was a small town, after all, and having trouble because of her affairs with the townies would never be accepted by him. He was strict, yet giving and caring. Never a mean guy... to who wouldn't deserve it.<br/><br/>His Inn/Bar had an easy disposition, he had inherited it in certain conditions, yet he improved everything for bringing more comfort and overall an attractive sense to the place. There were ten tables, each of them with four chairs except the two that were closer to the deeper wall, which had three only. They were circular instead of square shaped, trying to save space. With the distribution they had, there was some space to dance on the back. At nights, four tables were removed, with its space a larger dancefloor was made for those who wanted to move the skeleton a bit.<br/><br/>There was a bar, used during the daytime for registering people in. The check out hour was one PM, and the latest hour at night guests could pick up their keys for the rooms was 10 pm, even if they were at the bar. He had to do it to prevent issues that had happened before with drunk people. During nights, though, the bar became what it was, and Oishi himself was the bartender. He had studied some drink preparation with the visitors to town every year, learning some regular and exotic drinks, prepared with natural juices and liquor bought at the city, or to traveling merchants that slept over at his Inn.<br/><br/><br/>It was a three story building, a large house if it was seen from outside. It had only ten rooms, one for him, nine for the guests. Every room had a twin sized bed, in which easily two guests could accomodate, two comfy chairs, a closet, and a television set, yet an old one that only sintonized a few channels. Usually, guests wouldn't stay much in those rooms anyways, the scenery of the town and mountains being their main focus.<br/><br/>He would always attempt to go for effectiveness rather than complete beauty, but naturally Sakura tried to give the place a feminine touch, getting flowers and choosing the colors for everything, anytime he would change them. He liked her taste, as he had a bad one for these things, he allowed her to choose what was required.<br/><br/>He was finishing his cleaning that morning by himself, as Sakura had worked her ass off the night before, letting him rest. He thanked her by not being a pain... She would come at night. He opened the doors at eight in the morning, took a deep breath, and sat at the counter. Check in time was open.