Seimei is relieved to be out of the bizarre and claustrophobic atmosphere of the library - and back in a normal, mortal, physical realm, if he is not mistaken.
He does not object to the term "bribe," because the word fits, albeit not perfectly. He reaches into his coat again and this time withdraws a polished brass cigar case. He presses the catch with a solemn, almost reverent air, and the lid swings open with a soft click.
Inside are four limited edition Davidoff churchill cigars. Seimei has been saving these for a special occasion. As far as he's concerned, this qualifies.
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He does not object to the term "bribe," because the word fits, albeit not perfectly. He reaches into his coat again and this time withdraws a polished brass cigar case. He presses the catch with a solemn, almost reverent air, and the lid swings open with a soft click.
Inside are four limited edition Davidoff churchill cigars. Seimei has been saving these for a special occasion. As far as he's concerned, this qualifies.