As a respectable scholar of noble birth, he knew he had better things to do in his life than to visit the red light district of all places.

But with all the stress of being a part of the shogun's council, it was hard not to seek out some sort of comfort.

And you made for a great conversationalist. You were smart. Smarter than his peers, even.

"Do you ever grow tired of seeing my face?" He asked, taking a seat on the tatami as the brothel host closed the door behind him.