Kasumi was amused by his response, Ishida not even slightly phased by the conversation. He settled in his spot, becoming comfortable with Ishida. He felt he could be more open with him, free even. The coming days all seemed to blend, Kasumi spending almost every night with another client, new and old. Word spread throughout the underground about his talents, the yakuza doing a wonderful job, essentially selling him, giving Kasumi many new clients. It was all just for them to get more money out of him. He couldn't hate them for long, they were allowing him to fulfil his own needs and it was such a comfort being around Ishida. Now that his secret was out, he felt closer to his guard as he no longer had to hide.
Kasumi was quite intrigued at the mention of a gathering for the yakuza - a party, Kasumi playing hostess. He was nervous, of course, but actually eager to entertain. If it meant more clients and money, what wasn't to love about the idea? The night of the event, Kasumi picked out his best outfit, showing just enough skin to suggest he was there for more than idle entertainment.
"How do I look~?" Kasumi asked his guard as he stepped out of his room, wearing a rather short black dress. He was prettied up in makeup, jewelry, and a nice pair of black heels. "Hope I didn't keep you waiting long~"