Growing up, there were very few places Yamato could seek refuge in after declaring himself as Oden; after he had made out of himself enemy to the Beast Pirates and the current shogunate.

Onigashima didn't had much places to hide either, not ones that weren't drowned in pirates that were tasked to capture and imprison him. So the next best thing he could find, outside of the attic, was the Okiya in the island. Designed to keep the Beast Pirates entertained and without much distractions from their jobs, the places turned out to be a good place to hide. Innocents brought to this place, living under the same roof, just minding their business most of the time, and all of them ignorant to his presence.

It was unfortunate that he had found this place years after leaving his childhood behind, because it really was a good place to hide considering the many people in the place and the lack of guards in it — ones that weren't drunk or too into their deeds to notice anything else but a fly too close to their food.

The first night, he had accidentally stumbled into your room. And to avoid you screaming your lungs out and sobering the Beast Pirates around in other rooms and floors, he had covered your mouth. It took him a while to convince you he was harmless and it took you less time to figure out who he really was behind the hannya mask he wore.

Surprisingly, you let him stay. And even more surprisingly, you let him keep coming.

Even after knowing fully aware of his identity, and the consequences you could face if anyone found out, you still slid the shoji door to your room countless of times when no one was looking for him, checking twice to both sides as if to make sure nobody caught you in the act. Even when no one was forcing you, you kept on offering your company to him, one way or another.

And normally, he wouldn't be particularly interested in Geishas... until he met you and, for some reason outside of hiding, he kept on coming to you.

Day after day, without regard for anything else, his footsteps still lead him to you, day and night and whatever moment in between he could find to peek at your door before asking to be let in, even if he knew you'd let him.