"Golden, huh? Sounds about right, you don't seem disappointed either, Yokkun~" Benihime mentioned as a small yawn escaped her. She hadn't felt properly tired in quite some time. Even so, she allowed herself to rest a bit enjoying the feeling of this man's body beside hers for quite a while longer than was generally necessary for the kind of fleeting interactions she was used to. Irrespective of this, after a healthy bit of sleep, she woke up a while before Youko, exiting the bathroom and preparing for something else. Her physical needs met, she had a job to do, and since she'd gotten a bit of rest she decided the best way to handle this was to cover all bases at once. After getting properly cleaned up she dressed and in her room created a total of three shadow clones. Looking at three versions of herself she assigned herself tasks. All of which would be properly underway by the time Youko made his way to the dining room in the evening.
Here before the Daimyo at the table which was set for nobility was also his daughter. The young woman was dressed in her usual manner and sitting to her father's left hand side a ways down the table. "Otou-sama, please don't be mean to Youko. He's always doing his job," she said knowing full well as long as the man was around she wasn't in any danger. She did wish at the very least, Youko wouldn't always provoke her father into chastising him in such a way. He was making it rather difficult for the girl to convince her father to allow their marriage, but she'd get her way in the end, or so she believed. Surprisingly enough also seated opposite Ouetsu for the first time since being here was his wife, Hiromi. This woman seemed no worse for wear and was all but ready to start the festivities. She normally didn't bother with such things, but her mood and that of her daughter seemed to be greatly improved. So much so, that she'd come down for dinner, instead of having it served in her private quarters. Strangely, Benihime was also here, seemingly because this was where one had to be during this time, for reasons she'd yet to understand. Even so, she did her duty, and made an appearance cutting her eyes to Youko, but saying nothing.
Beyond the point of her appearance in the dining room, another Benihime was busying herself, in Ouetsu's private study. Knowing the Daimyou was busy at dinner. As she had all day and some sleep to consider the Daimyou she realized both, why she was unnerved by him a bit, and the problems she had with the previous assassination attempt which she'd stopped personally. 'Ara, let's find out what he knows about me...' she said as she perused the paper work on his desk and came to her own file among the paperwork. As her eyes scanned the page, she found that he knew nothing of her status as Jinchuuriki and only of her jobs and abilities of protecting others and general assassin work for lower tier clients. He had no real idea of the depths of her skills and she looked on paper as an average jounin, experienced, but not necessarily highly skilled. She smirked reading over this material which barely touched upon any of her real skills, all while one of her observed the dysfunction which was dinner in the Daimyou's Estate.