Lady Katashi bridled at Daniel and Morgan's comments. "Rude children," she breathed as the air itself thickened with tension, "deserve to be punished." The room itself darkened, windows slamming and clattering, books and gems and jewels clattering and making an ungodly noise as Katashi's robes fluttered angrily in what must be a gale that's flowing right through the children, not affecting them in the slightest. Not yet, anyways. "Do you know what happens to naughty children?" teases Katashi, drawing her hand across in a swipe as a loud zipping noise occurs, sealing Morgan's lips together with the swipe. "I'm kidding, don't answer me, let me show you."

And then she turned Daniel into a pig.

The transformation was so swift and sudden that it might've taken a while to comprehend what really went on. Daniel fell to his knees, his clothes stretching rather dangerously, as his arms and legs turned into stubby legs and trotters. A tail poked out of his hanging trousers, his white hair sitting rather nastily on the top of his head like a furry patch of mould. Katashi cackled with laughter, waving her arm around, causing the poor boy to run around in circles squealing madly. It may have been the scariest thing to witness thus far, watching poor Daniel panic in his new body for the best part of five minutes.

Katashi let the poor beast be, releasing her invisible grip on Daniel's porkish form. Slowly, he reverted back to normal on the ground, panting as his clothes once more fitted him, but were considerably baggier than they started off as. The witch returned her cold glare on the other children, the ghost of a smirk playing on her lips as she savoured their expressions.

"But, good children get their questions answered." added Katashi, ignoring Daniel completely as she returned her attention to Mae. "The silent one, I have to admit, is my favourite. Children are to be seen, not heard." she sneered, standing up and waddling in front of her desk.

Lady Katashi waved an arm, and a myriad of large, translucent humanoid...things came into view. They appeared to be just projections, staring blankly into the space in front of them. "Spirits," explained Katashi. "These things are spirits. I am a spirit, as is everyone who resides in this world. You, all of you, are spirits too."

"I separated you from your body and brought you here to my bathhouse, for one simple reason; profit!" cheerily exclaimed Katashi, clapping her hands together. The spirits held out both hands, each having a handful of translucent gold in their palms. "In another Bathhouse far away from here, business has increased a fair bit due to the fact a little human girl, around your age, helped for around two days. Two days, and they're famous! The gold is just pouring in, everyone wants to go to the Bathhouse where the human was."

"I have to outdo them. You wouldn't understand, dearies, you're far too young to comprehend why this, hehe, 'damn hag'..." Katashi trailed off, staring at Morgan, unable to hide the amused grin on her face. "...Why she took you away from your parents to work at a Bathhouse? You don't have to understand that at all. But you do need to understand this."

Katashi looked at Blake this time. "You can all go home, as soon as you sign this contract. Just a bit of paper, really. Just put your names down and you'll be able to go back home and live in peace until you die a normal death. Trust me, it's nothing serious."

Five sheets of paper fluttered from the desk, each with an ink quill dripping with ink that never seemed to stain the carpet, and words started to form. The only down-side to this is that they appear to have been written in a type of Japanese lost to time, archaic and ancient, some characters not even looking like a Japanese word in the slightest. The quills quivered with anticipation of being picked up, the names signed on the dotted line below using them.

"Like I said," sighed Katashi wearily. "If you sign those contracts, you're free to go. If you don't? I'll turn you all into pigs. Because I forgot to mention a little something..."

"...Human souls are considered really, really tasty if they're turned into a pig or a cow or a chicken, here in this world. Some spirits pay a lot of gold to get their hands on some."