Shibo's house was by no means a palace, but the structure and shape of it showed something of a higher importance compared to the other houses, as expected for a family of her position. The place sat fairly near both a commercial district and a leisure district, putting the house in a comfortable spot. Quite a few people walked through the busy-ish district as the two approached the door.
Lifting her hand, Shibo gave a few knocks on the door. A long pause came before a middle-aged woman that could only be Shibo's mother answered. She stood tall and strong, showing no weakness for a woman that probably just hit 50 years old. Her eyes were salmon-coloured like Shibo's own, whilst her slightly greying hazelnut hair stood in a long braid behind her, and small but noticeable scar grazed the right side of her chin. Currently, she was wearing a set of neat, fabric, orange-brown clothes with a salmon-red floral pattern imprinted on them.
"...Shibo... you're back again? ...Hm. I thought you said you were staying for longer." Shibo mother initially commented, her tone curious on the border of suspicion. "You forgot something again, didn't you?" At the sight of her mother, Shibo gave a long and respectful bow, before standing up straight again.
"No, mother. It got called off; one of my friends was... busy." Shibo said with only a slight pause. Moving to the side, Shibo lifted a hand. "This is my arena partner, Astra. Astra, this is my mother, Chira. We were going to talk about some battle tactics in my room before heading to our match."
Shibo's mother, Chira, looked at Astra for a moment, before her eyes widened a little as she looked at Astra, her standing position becoming one of deep respect.
"Oh my." A brief pause, then a deep bow, "It's nice to have you at our doorstep, I wasn't aware you were this partner I've heard so much about." Chira took a little step back. "Hah... p-please excuse me, this was quite the unexpected visit. Please let me say, it's an honour for you to be in arms with my daughter."
Chira said her next sentence as quickly as the last.
"Make yourself at home, Astra. I won't keep you two any longer." Chira mumbled. "Oh... Shibo? Before you head out the door to leave, come and see me a moment. There's something I want to talk to you about, alright?" Shibo nodded in response, and after another bow, Chira was off. Shibo seemed quite confused at her mother's behaviour as she left, looking to Astra in a puzzled fashion for a moment, but she supposed she'd explain herself eventually.
The interior of the Aozoa house was painted with a cream-coloured theme, with various ornaments and salmon-red coloured pattered ribbons decorating the walls. The house was notably stuffy and hot, and lamps containing little wisps of red smoke seemed to be ready to illuminate the room once it turned dark. Chairs and furniture shared themes of dark-red cushions cropped with light red patterns, and the house contained a pleasantly spicy smell, like cumin or some sort of other spice. Despite the place containing only a half of the usual family right now, the house still felt somewhat lively, with weaponry even being hung up in some areas, along with long lines of text written on wall-mounted scrolls. Something about honour and battle; the text was too small to read unless you went seriously close to it.
Leading Astra to her own room, Shibo's bedroom was somewhat messy, but at least spacious. The white bedsheet was ruffled and half-made atop her small (and actually quite uncomfortable looking) bed, and a duo of sheathed blades were hoisted against the purple walls of her room. Sealed cases of unknown contents and various books were lined up in the many shelves of her room, and a fan being powered by a glowing red energy cooled the room down with a strong but pleasant gust. A window outlooked the district, and a desk absolutely covered in various sheets of paper with scribblings, scrunched up papers, and open books about spell theory. There was also a guitar, too, but it seemed mostly unplayed.
"...Oh, um, I forgot to welcome you. ...Welcome." Shibo mumbled in a bashful tone to Astra as she entered. Making herself at home and sitting right on her bed, Shibo patted the spot next to her to welcome Astra to sit. "Sorry about the paper and stuff everywhere. Do you want a drink or something before we get started with planning?"