23 presents (2/2)

Heisei to Sengoku emmert 33900K 2022-07-22

”Honestly...?” Harumi asked carefully.

”Yes.” Nobunaga answered tense.

”Not really, it's not that I didn't like the tings you had send, but it just wasn't really my style...” She confessed. She saw Nobunaga's face fall for a second before he composed himself again.

”Well, today you can pick anything you want.” He said while straightening his kimono.

”I was already planning on that.” She smiled.

The foreigners had put up their stall in the courtyard. A lot of people looked at the weird stuff with interest but since most of them still had work to do they couldn't leisurely look at all the goods. Harumi, closely followed by her three maids, walked up to the make shift shop so they could look at all the things they brought with them. There was so much stuff! They had some items that were clearly for men like swords and pistols but even more stuff for women. Clothes, shoes, make-up, bags, accessories and everything you could imagine. Her maids almost flew to all the stuff and looked at everything with sparkles in their eyes. Harumi looked at them with content. She could never receive a more precious gift than the look on her maids faces at the moment.

”Is there anything to your taste Lady Nohime-sama?” The leader of the men addressed her while bowing again.

”Maybe, I havent really looked at anything.” She said. She first wanted to give her maids some space to look around.

”If I may ask, were are you from?” She asked the man.

”I'm from france, but most of my men are from Spain, England and Holland.” He explained while pointing at some men who helped her maids.

”Ah, tres bien!” Harumi said remembering her french lessons. ”Je parle un petit peu francias.”

”Tres bien, Tres bien!” The man said while the clapped his hands. Her accent was terrible but he understood her and praised her for the fact that she could speak it at all.

”Do you have any writing utensils?” Harumi asked when her maids were finished and had chosen a few things they wanted.

”Well, we have a few dip pens...” Jean-Jaque, the man she had been talking to the whole time, told her. He shouted to one of his crew members who grabbed a box and showed the different types of pens they had with them. She chose one and looked at the other stuff they had with them but couldn't find a thing she really wanted to have. They had a few European styled dresses she was interested in but she didn't saw the point of getting them since she had no need of them.