Hashimoto would look over his shoulder as he tilted his head some.  Before entering the bathhouse he would see Emi-san heading down the road their way.  He would hmm to himself before making his way inside the bathhouse and moving to one of the bathhouses many hot springs with the privacy screens and stripping off his light armor which surprisingly didnt have a scratch in it to his wide brimmed straw hat.  He would take and set his sword with his armor locking it into place.  He would keep his wakizashi with him as he looked to Akane-san.  He would take and ease himself down into the water slowly without a word, that same scowl written on his face as he set the wakizashi at the side of the pool and let the waters heat and feel calm his mind and body.