Masseuse Amaya, Part V(Iceman)

”Formalities?”
Amaya was musing a little bit over the request of Ailinn. She was right if she really thought about it, it was probably pretty stupid to just assume that you had never met before and were just a customer like anyone else.

”I guess I can try to not use any -san or -sama or anything else, but I need some time for it. It is not so easy to speak normally with someone who comes from the same place of work as I do.”
She finally concluded with a little bit sheepish but cute and honest smile while holding her hands together behind her back.

Amaya was still an enigmatic woman for Ailinn. The Irish could sense there was a lot of her that she didn’t grasp, some heavy baggage the Maiko had to burden, but as things were, Ailinn was happy she was able to get to know some things about her last rival. Seeing her there and sharing some moments in the massage house she passionately built, with those details that said a lot about her character like the goofy and fun drawings in the wall that her father made or the way she diligently made some tea and cookies for her clients. All that said a lot about Amaya and her character, and Ailinn was so happy she got to learn about that side of the masseuse.

That is why seeing her there, standing with an honest smile on her face while tearing down in some way that wall of formality that separated them felt really nice for the Irish woman. She felt comfortable in there and wanted to see more of Amaya. Ailinn also wanted to reflect a lot on what she had learnt that day, and think about her future. Yes, there was a lot of work to be done. “Thank you, Amaya, for everything. I will be back for some massages, and we can charge the AFW for the most expensive one” she said with a smile and a wink to Amaya. “I will be back, I mean it.” With a final smile and a nod she walked away from the massage house.