Hideo hadn't cared for the rumours of the day. While he could easily and politely deflect them, he worried for Amaya. She wouldn't be used to such scandalous words from gossips with terrible lives and little to do but drag names through the gutter. He had even considered telling her he wouldn't come on this evening to save her from more pain.
However, his feelings for her and eagerness to see her again won out, and he found himself at her yurt.
He knocked politely. "Amaya-san? It's Seppun Hideo."