Geisha Death series 6. The Killed

I wiped her hips, and father must have observed that I was stricken, as he wiped my blade.
"You are taken with her, I could see that."

He put his old hands on my sick shoulder,
"The cut was perfect," as he tried to sink his comforting words into me
It was. But it didn't help, as I felt her neck blood dripped down my sleeves
"She didn't suffer much."

Seconds stretched awkwardly like hours. We were silent as the wind parted us,
the two of us, and the parts of her, together. Of the parts of her that now belonged to me*
Then, father straightened, sighed ruefully, and began to walk away

"Oh mine." He said.

"Just remembered I some...forgotten business to attend to, must not keep others waiting." He didn't look back

"Long business too, I think...it will probably take two days. Yes."
"Finish clean her, see what you can do for the body, and I'll be back to spit her head up by Sumida bridge."
Then, he was off, whistling a sad tune as he waded the sighing autumn reeds, he didn't look back still.