All in all, it took you roughly an hour to get from your business to the tax office then yelling at a bunny girl tax officer to them wandering around the square enjoying the pain mewled of naughty kittens. Still, work is work, as you head on home to open shop and start paying down your taxes like the responsible business owner you are! The streets quickly filling up with the nightlife, as scantily dressed catgirls jump from bar to bar and various parties and bath houses, picking up eager tourists to try out kitty pussy, as those tourists are always easy to spot. Your own shop nestled between a small temple of some sort, never been in, and a general store for locals to shop at. Across the street is the local bath house, already at capacity to enjoy the lovely waters that Lady Kiki graces the city with.<br/><br/>All of which you walk on by and get to your shop, to notice that the door is ajar. That's not good...