Yasuhiro wasn't exactly a fan of this place, it was busy seemingly constantly so and the stream of people failed to give him the space his status deserved. It wasn't their fault of course, born gaijin they were sadly unaware on their lot in life, so he did what he could to not get angry. Still it was a constant effort not to let anyone bump into him.

He needed to stop by though, there was several things he was interested in, supplies for making arrows, clothing and a few other odds and ends like writing utensils. Getting by the merchants was easy enough though, if they spoke too much he'd just give them a blank look, and the would quickly assume that he didn't speak their tongue.