Shigetoshi couldn't help but watch as Tatsuki climbed out of the spring. Though he did turn away to give the younger man privacy and to curtail certain desires that arose. Instead he focused on what the other man had said. A magic trick? Entertaining? Shigetoshi found himself imagining things that probably would never happen. He can't help but obey when he's told to close his eyes with a small: "Okay". He didn't bother counting to five because the image of being kissed shoved it away. Did Tatsuki have soft lips, Shigetoshi wondered happily. After a long moment passed and nothing happened, a strong uncomfortable feeling started working it's way into his stomach. He opened his eyes and to his disappointment found himself alone.

Tatsuki had run away. Shigetoshi rubbed his eyes against the feeling of acute disappointment. He hadn't even heard him leave. Did he go back over the fence? He couldn't have gone through his room because Shigetoshi would have heard the door slide. The young Innkeeper hunched his shoulders against the cold night and retreated to his room. That'd teach him for assuming. He probably freaked Tatsuki out something terribly. He grabbed a towel and dried himself off then crawled into bed. Tomorrow, he vowed, he would ignore the other man to the best of his ability. He had a job to do and a pretty face wasn't going to interfere with it anymore. He was a professional.

The rest of the night passed slowly and sleeplessly. Soon enough he gave up on sleep and dressed and started on getting breakfast ready. When the preparations were complete, there was still time before the food needed to be cooked, so he began to clean with an intensity that even sent the dirt scurrying for safety.