Amaterasu exited the geisha’s home to discover that—for the first time since her awakening—she wasn’t the center of attention.  In a quite village that rarely saw even their own lord, seven samurai rode through the streets in their full regalia—armor, weapons, and demon masks.   They spoke not a word to the henin around them, but road straight up to the home of their lord and rang a gong for entrance.<br/><br/>A young man stepped up to Ametrasu and spoke softly, “Could they have heard of your return already, holy one?”<br/><br/>Three servants appeared at the doors of the house up the block and bid the samurai enter.<br/>