Sure, you and Kyojuro are lovers, but... This??

You look at the one futon in the inn room the two of you are staying in. It's a small futon too. Yes, you love Kyojuro to death, but... you've never slept with him before. Gosh, you've never even kissed before!!

Something clicks in your head. Doesn't the person at the counter usually ask how many futons you need? That damn Bastard. He purposefully didn't ask. You don't know how you didn't notice! That Stupid, smug Bastard.

You look at Kyojuro, and his cheeks have a slight blush to them. He doesn't seem to dislike this situation, he actually seems. . . happy about it? His blush fades, no longer staining his cheeks with the hue.