[Ucchii doesn't even know where to begin, so his words flounder helplessly in half-formed phrases. There's too much to say - from demanding to know what happened to Daigo to begging forgiveness to trying to explain where and when they are - that for a long moment Ucchii just gapes at the back of Daigo- no, of his lord's head.
Finally he regains enough composure to say:]
I... I did not go to bed with you, Oyakata-sama. Last night.