Reigen followed Mob's gaze, but as he looked closer, he was struck by what he saw--or, rather, what he didn't see. In place of the yokai were perfectly ordinary, if aged, household objects. Not a stray eye or flailing hand to be seen.

Huh. He had thought things had gotten rather quiet as they had been drinking their tea, but he had been so occupied with conversation and a nice drink that he hadn't noticed. Of course...that was how things were meant to be in a tea room, right?

"Looks like they've been soothed."