For ‘certain reasons’ it took little time to get through the busy streets… No doubt Ashue would be receiving consoling from Slate in the near future but that was a problem for the tortoise to worry about. Violet clearly had no worry about that; though she had to finally jump off from Qin’s back as she approached the room she’d be meeting with the other ‘executives’ and such.
This wasn’t because they weren’t welcomed to celebrate as there was a second place for all the guards to eat. It was more due to tradition that they wouldn’t bring their guards or weapons in with them while attending a meeting/dinner together. Only Ashue & Slate who also acted as advisors (mostly Slate) to Violet were also allowed in.
It’s not that the Oni didn’t trust each other or those in their yakuza… Rather it’s to stop them from fighting for the sake of it. This is a tradition handed down far before the creation of the {Asura Yakuza} but rather was a remnant when they actually had countries and clans like the humans.
This was actually a time when they were more male dominant as a species where they spent a lot of time at war with the dragons even before the {First Great War}. Women spent more time selling their bodies for a similar reason as they sleep around today - something that hadn’t changed much today admittedly. Though it was also common they bought the men instead thanks to their ironic increase in wealth only after they lost their land.
The matriarch system only really exploded during the {Second Great War} after a lot of males (who were their great warriors) were unfairly killed by the {Heavenly Realm}. Due to the women taking over though they decided to abandon a lot of their previous ways leading to the system they’ve developed today over the years. A lot of it is guided indirectly by their ‘Ancestor’ who became the {True Demon} after granting them the fearsome {Hannya Form}.
Nonetheless, certain traditions which brought no disadvantages like this current one were kept in place.
Oni were a race that held such things in high regard, surprising as it may be to some.
Coming into the room Violet hardly said anything as her shadow guard remained outside the large room. The room itself was the usual Oni style only it ended up being even larger than the regular since it was a hall. Each of the members to attend each had a table for themselves with their utensils on the side - not just for eating but even writing equipment (brush + ink) and paper just in case they required it to write something down such as an emergency order to those under them. Everyone in this room should have subordinates after all, even Violet as the Ojou-sama did despite being the youngest.
The centre and edges of the hall were empty yet there were still plenty of tables around the place with many of them being filled with familiar faces to the young Oni. She didn’t pay much attention to them as she continued walking to the furthest wall from the entrance where Ebony was knelt behind a table that had a similar styled cloth to that of her bamboo hat - having ebony branches atop the cloth. She even had the infamous bamboo hat upon the edge of the desk.
Something that was the same for the female Executives around the room. It was the same for Violet herself. Her own table (shorter) clearly marked on the left of Ebony with two smaller tables beside it which was obviously for her two servants.
“So… Don’t suppose you planned to inform me you invited an extra guest, oh daughter of mine?” <Ebony>
“Ohohoho~ I did hear there was going to be a meal on my way out of the myriad archive so I may have hurried over a bit. Took quite some time to travel from the west all the way to the east admittedly so I do not think Violet would’ve been prepared… She is not exactly the type who plans out anything that doesn’t involve large scale war.” <Mother>
“Indeed… Well it’s good to have you here I suppose, Infinite Mother. Our race always has had a close connection to your {Ocean Dragon Clans} so you are certainly welcome.” <Ebony>
Ruby chimed in from the side of Violet’s two servant’s tables.
“You should’ve seen little scale-less in the wars young Mariarch! Hahaha it was amazing watching her straggling the life out of Jeeves with her chains~!” <Ruby>
“Ah~ I was far too immature back then though I suppose we both were Miss Ruby ohohoho.” <Mother>
Not worrying about the surprisingly hastened visit from the ruler of the {Mortal Realm} she sat down beside her mother ignoring the 10 foot demonic dragon man and 7 foot ‘scaleless dragon’ woman sitting on the other side of Ebony… Also ignoring the glaring from her mommy who obviously wanted answers. Instead she excitedly looked at the main door opened as servants hurried up to bring in the food, happily clapping with an open mouth that was practically drooling.
“Not the best table manners there Violet ohohoho~!” <Mother>
“I suppose I have spoiled her quite a bit in the {Demon Realm} but I think it’s fine for her to be excited over her favourite meal. You still get quite excited over krill daughter.” <Leviathan>
“That's a different matter father…” <Mother>
“Hm? I do not think it is as you two are both of the same generation - even if she is technically your martial aunt.” <Leviathan>
“Little Infinite is cute when embarrassed.” <Violet>
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Continuing on with her meal while Ashue & Slate did the exact same; ignoring the group of Topplers.
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