Tatsuki quickly finishes his work on the preparation table, keeping half an eye on his host. He can feel the rising tension. [i]'What did those dishes do to him? Maybe I said something funny. I mean, I was being honest, and I was just asking him to be honest with me'[/i] He lets out a sigh and tosses the mess in his hand into the garbage. Stacking the last of the dishes near the sink he sets to wiping down the stove, making quick work of it. [i]'He's embarrassed about something. Perhaps I've been away from this country for too long and messed up the customs a bit. I seem to remember something about physical contacts. . .'[/i] 

Unable to figure it out Tatsuki finishes clean and lets out a long sigh. [i]'Humans are too complected sometimes'[/i] Tossing his rag next to the dishes he carefully reaches past Shigetoshi so he can rinse off his hands before drying them on a towel hanging by the sink. With a light pat to the innkeepers back the shinigami bids him goodnight before heading out of the kitchen. On his way to his room he does a quick check to see if any of the girls are lurking about and when he sees they are all huddled up in one of the girls' rooms he moves faster. 

[i]'I gotta get it all locked up before they got to whatever they are planning. I doubt any of them are lock pickers'[/i] Once in his room he is careful to lock the door, closing the window tight as well. As he prepares for bed, the shinigami tries desperately to figure out what he did wrong earlier, but without any new leads he doesn't have much to go on. Once he's ready for bed he curls up beneath his light covers and tries to let sleep take him. However it isn't too long before the girls show up and Tatsuki has to spend about an hour trying to ignore their repeated attempts to get into his room. He uses a little magic to make sure they stay out, but even then, by the time they give up, he's too stressed to sleep.

“Ugh, I'll never get to sleep like this. . .Maybe a dip in the spring. But if they see me. . .” He thinks about it for a second. “Shigetoshi-kun must have a private one, and he wouldn't be using it at this time of night, right?” Casting out his senses he confirms that the innkeeper isn't in his private spring. “Yush.” he mutters with a grin as he pulls himself to his feet. Carefully he opens a rift, leaving behind his clothes as he sleeps in the nude anyways, and moves into the world between. It takes only a few steps to get where he's going and as he steps out into the steamy cool air he shivers. Slipping into the water quickly he lets out a sigh as the water once more begins melting away his stress. He settles with his back to the inn, not knowing that the door several paces behind him leads to Shigetoshi's room.