Part 18, The Samurai & The Geisha
It happened so fast I was unprepared. I was sitting outside the Ramenshop and Koniki was tending shop. We had a single solitary customer and things were quiet. I was writing into my journal. Then suddenly a rough looking man appeared. He slammed his fist on the counter and demanded a tray of food and some sake. Gentle little Koniki said, “of course, sir” and then served him.
Both Koniki and I tried to remain calm but I was very frightened, and I know my gentle little cousin was too. I didn’t know if he would take more of our food or take some of the shops furnishings. I remembered my husband’s teachings and I gave the outer look of cold calculation.
The man then walked away saying, “I’m not paying for this food.”
Koniki politely said, “Sir, you really should pay.”
Then as he walked out of the store, stuffing his face with the stolen food, samurai began to enter the market area from different directions. The man saw this before I did and he quickly returned and paid Koniki, saying “I’m sorry for the misunderstanding. Let me pay you.” Before long four samurai had entered the area around the Ramenshop and my sense of relief was palpable.
There was an uncomfortable calm in the Ramenshop as the yakuza ate his meal. After a time, a couple of the samurai said they would leave for a short while and after considering what had just happened, I told Koniki that we’d close the shop early. So we left along with the samurai. And as we left, the yakuza said, “I’ll be around.”
I hadn’t called the samurai but I learned later that evening from empress Ami sama that samurai would patrol the market area for yakuza. Ami, Taka and I spent time that evening discussing some changes that Ami had made recently in the area. It was pleasant evening and I didn’t know quite how to tell my husband of the events of the day.
Later in the evening I finally told Taka of the yakuza. His response was immediate. Taka said it is time for me to learn the use of the kantana. And although I’ve received martial arts training from Taka sama in recent months, I was terrified by the mighty kantana. None the less, Taka said this was going to be a time of turmoil in our new land and I must be prepared to take my training to the next level.
by Yordie, loving wife of Takamatsu Soke
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