Walking back to the room of Kaera, Gentatsu’s thoughts were filled with thoughts of Kohaku, quite a fascinating girl in reality.  He was pleased that he had run into her and moreover managed to talk with her, and he had told her the truth when he said that of all things alone, seeing her had made his trip worth it.  The superstitious muttering of peasants and merchants did not daunt him as it had others, and he allowed himself to briefly wonder what a night in her arms might be like, a single night were she might express her own passion freely – he had heard in some detail what her usual clients were like... and who they were.<br/><br/>Even as he pondered the possibilities, he found himself before the Kaera’s door again.  Yes, tonight was not for deliberation and scheming.  The foremost woman in the house was his for this eve and that was where his concentration should be.  Sliding the door open and shutting it behind him, he found himself anticipating the evening as he looked upon her; Nebachi Kaera was still a beautiful woman after all and any man alone with her would quickly come to desire her.<br/><br/>“I apologise for the delay Kaera-chan,” he smiled, “I was merely caught up in talking to a colleague of yours.  Hopefully I have not ruined your mood, for I am eager to see what the lady of the house is capable of... or perhaps I shall have to coax it out of her?”  His voice told her that the former was good, but the latter was better, and that he was the sort of man who did not spare any effort in whatever endeavour he put his mind to, whether it be a council chamber or the bed chamber.