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Hours fly by in a haze of unknown street signs and alleyways, seeing small parks you had never seen on your way to nor from school, with only the mailmen and your toast-biting fellows running late to share the sidewalks with you.

By the time you notice you can no longer see your shadow beneath you and the people start flooding the streets again your gut notifies you that it's in fact, lunch time.

"Huh… One o' clock." You say, pulling your phone out of your yoga pants. "Let's see how the jog was… 73 KM. The heck does that mean?"

You only realize how long you've been at it after opening the Tracker in the GPS app, seeing the serpentine route you took.

It's not as far away from your house as you would be if you went in a straight line, but you are still in the middle of some office area in Musutafu, seeing how many men in suits bump into you.

It also offers some decent looking places for them to go grab a bite and if the square shape you are feeling against your seat means that you are carrying your wallet, they should serve you too.

Your nose is quick to tell you what surrounds you after a deep breath, notifying you of a nearby noodles stand, a common burger joint that smells like they buy used oil from McDonald's and slather things in mayo, a rather enticing fancier restaurant on the first floor of a large building that is either too clean or replaced all windows with mirrors, and a normal smelling japanese restaurant, likely the kind that has small conveyor belts for people to pick their food from…

And the fact that once you take a deep breath and stop ignoring your own scent, you notice that jogging for about six hours didn't do anything good to your BO. You reek of sap and burnt salty caramel. So, your sweat. Just like normal sweat, but more enticing to bugs and hummingbirds.

After a few minutes of looking at your phone, thinking, you come to the conclusion that you should maybe move and do something. The amount of men bumping into you is starting to get annoying, and if you delay any more, you'll be late for your visit to the spa with Momo.

>What do you do?

>[Just get a quick bowl of noodles and (some) meat from the noodle stand and dash back to your house and shower!]
>[A messy burger is still a burger, and there's hardly a bad burger. It should be quick too! Perfect to leave soon!]
>[You have some time, you have money, you have an appetite. Why not treat yourself for a while at that fancy place?]
>[That other restaurant smells decent enough, and you wouldn't stick out that much.]
>[Run home and deal with food there! You are better in the kitchen than most if not anyone around!]
>[Write in.]
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>>3228166
>[That other restaurant smells decent enough, and you wouldn't stick out that much.]

>>3228166
>>[Just get a quick bowl of noodles and (some) meat from the noodle stand and dash back to your house and shower!]

>>3228166
>>[Run home and deal with food there! You are better in the kitchen than most if not anyone around!]
Just because we worked out is no excuse to eat fatty foods.

>>3228166
>[Run home and deal with food there! You are better in the kitchen than most if not anyone around!]

>>3228166
>>[You have some time, you have money, you have an appetite. Why not treat yourself for a while at that fancy place?]

>>3228166
>[Just get a quick bowl of noodles and (some) meat from the noodle stand and dash back to your house and shower!]

>>3228166
>[Run home and deal with food there! You are better in the kitchen than most if not anyone around!]

>>3228166
>[Write in.]
>Just go home and shower. Bring up getting something to eat with momo later

>>3228166
>>[That other restaurant smells decent enough, and you wouldn't stick out that much.]
It'd be a shame to run all this way and not check out the local flavors.

>>3228166
>[That other restaurant smells decent enough, and you wouldn't stick out that much.]

>>3228166
>[A messy burger is still a burger, and there's hardly a bad burger. It should be quick too! Perfect to leave soon!]

>>3228166
>[Run home and deal with food there! You are better in the kitchen than most if not anyone around!]

>>3228166
>>[Just get a quick bowl of noodles and (some) meat from the noodle stand and dash back to your house and shower!]

>>3228166
>[Just get a quick bowl of noodles and (some) meat from the noodle stand and dash back to your house and shower!]

>>3228166
>>[Just get a quick bowl of noodles and (some) meat from the noodle stand and dash back to your house and shower!]

>>3228166
>>[Just get a quick bowl of noodles and (some) meat from the noodle stand and dash back to your house and shower!]

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Alright!

I need you guys to roll me Guts+Wind! That's 6d10!

Good luck!

Rolled 10, 9, 4, 10, 3, 3 = 39 (6d10)

>>3230736

Rolled 2, 7, 1, 8, 1, 6 = 25 (6d10)

>>3230736
yee haw

Rolled 4, 1, 6, 1, 7, 6 = 25 (6d10)

>>3230736
but why

>>3230737
Finally, some good fucking rolls.

>>3230740
45 mile jog

>>3230737

>inb4 we lap Iida

Rolled 1, 5, 8, 2, 10, 4 = 30 (6d10)

>>3230736

Rolling even though I’m late

>>3230799
he'd hate to see her go
but he'd love to watch her leave

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While fast food isn't the healthiest, nor the most satisfying portions to eat, but it has a clear advantage over everything else nearby.

It's fast, and you've no time to waste!

"'scuse me, pardon…" You say to the suited members of the crowd as you try to make your way to the noodle cart, which takes you partly against the human flow.

Sure, you could give up go all around the the block to go with the crowd, but that's not the way you do things. Instead, you lower your head and brace yourself, pushing on.

It takes some state pride to not go yelling "Ah'm walkin' here!" but you manage to pull it off, making your way to a decently sized food cart, easily sitting 10 in the stools set around it.

As any fast food place, it's full by the time you get there, but it takes only a minute for a salaryman to step out and free a seat.

>"Hey there lady, what can I get you?" The owner asks, barely looking up from his wok, stir frying the noodles that made up the bulk of all dishes.

Since the options boil down to fish, meat or chicken, you pick the latter. The rest are too vague for your liking. If you wanted mystery meat you'd be eating a burger.

"Uhm, Ah'll take a bowl o' this, and... " You tell the owner, scanning through the few drink options available. "Water, Ah guess."

Considering all the other options were alcoholic or tea, it's an easy choice, even if the result is more than a bit lame.

Not that it bothers you, as you spend eight of the ten minutes the meal takes watching the man work his wok effortlessly, taking mental notes for future dishes.

The other two was the single one that it took you to wolf it all down and the last one to pay.

After that, you thank the man and dash off, taking the water bottle with you.

This time, having picked up speed, people take care to leave space for you to run through.

You run for ten minutes in what you think is the right way before confirming it on your phone, taking the chance to trace a more or less straight route back to the house.

With an appointment to get to in the afternoon, you don't even think about taking another leisure jog, opting for a full on run, stopping only at the appropriated red lights.

By the time you get back to the house, you feel like you could easily ram it down if you just keep going!
...But that'd be a terrible idea. Instead, you continue running in place while you dig in your pocket for your keys!

>"Heya." Your mother greets you a few seconds later, opening the door for you and looking you up and down as you continue bouncing in place. "...How long have you been runnin', hun?"

"Running? An hour or so!" You answer, leaving your keys in your pocket but maintaining your rhythm.

>"Ah guess that explains this." She comments, patting your hair between your horns and quickly pulling her hand back, wiping it clean on her apron. "Did you have fun the rest of the morning, eat something?"

"Yeah! Ah took a ten minutes break for lunch!" You explain. Considering you are planning on jumping straight into the shower, you couldn't care less about the sweat running down your back. "Ah jogged for about six hours or so before that though!"

>"Christ…" She mutters, opening her eyes as widely as she can, lifting a hoof off the floor and shaking it in the air. "Mah legs are cramping just by thinking about it! Get in before your joints unravel or something."

"Wait, that can happen?" You ask, stopping dead in your tracks right after crossing the doorway.

>"Ah dunno." She answers, shrugging. "Why the heck did you even run all the way here, hun?"

"Ah need to get clean and dress up." You explain, pointing at your wet hair and then to your trusted black sports bra. "Momo roped me into goin' to a spa in an hour or so. Figured Ah'd make mahself presentable."

>"Uh... " Your mother says, tilting her head. "Since when do you think about these kinda things?"

"...I've been tryin'." You reply before dashing up the stairs in an attempt to not dwell on that.

>"Good call!" Momma then yells from the first floor.

Without wasting any more time, you pick up a white shirt, a pair of jeans, your vest and your towel and get in the bathroom.

Other than how many times did you have to wash everything for the fresh smell of the soap to stick, it's a normal shower, one that ended just in time for you to listen to your phone ring with a new text.

>"Good Afternoon!" Momo's text reads. "Let's meet up at the Shibuya train station, then we can go in together."

Hovering your fingers over the touch screen for a moment, you reply with a simple "O.K."
You aren't thrilled to go, but you aren't about to back down now.

"Ah'm gonna go meet up with Momo." You tell momma and Tin, the later of which seems to be in possession of most of the chips on the kotatsu. "See ya'll later!"

>"Try to get back before it's too late and or on a girls cart, okay? Ah'd hate for you to have to deal with train perverts." Momma tells you, then looks away from her cards to look at you in the eye. "But if you have to, don't let them put a finger on you. A few nights in the hospital and jail would do 'em good… Have fun!"

"...Sure." You reply, a fair bit dazed by that.

Luckily for you, neither the walk to the nearby train station, nor the train presented any problem that required you to heed your mother's advice.

In fact the only problem that you find on your way to the specified point is that she only told you to meet at the station, which is far from small.

>"Walker, over here!" You hear Momo's voice from the side, calling for your attention. "I assumed you'd arrive through one of the southern gates."

With a clue as to where to look at, it's easy to see her standing up from a bench, stretching her back.

"Howdy, Yaoyorozu." You joke as you close in for a hug. It's actually hard to pull it off. "And here Ah thought we were on first name basis."

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>"Of course!" She quickly fires back. "But it wouldn't have gone well if I had been calling Ushi in the middle of the station."

"...Fair 'nuff." You pretend to grumble, then look around. "So, what's the plan, sugar?"

>"Well, the spa is just a couple of blocks to the north-east. It's not the only one in the area, but it's the only one actually built over a naturally occurring underground geothermal stream, and it offers the most treatments." Momo explains as you walk out of the station, into a street you don't know, but a familiar skyline. "Being here however, I thought we could go shopping at one of the nearby malls. It may be a stereotype, but I can assure you it's most relaxing. Besides, it's our civic duty to boost the economy."

You think about it for a moment. You aren't a very materialistic person, but you do have a few things in mind you could use, like a bar for your doorframe and other equipment… Maybe some clothes too if-
"Wait, our duty?" You suddenly ask her.

>"Don't try to tell me you have never enlarged a product instead of buying more like a regular citizen." She says, wagging a finger at you. "Even if you have taken mass from the earth and used it to enlarge a more expensive material, you are helping destabilize the economy!"

"Geesh, okay, Ah get it." You tell her, raising your hands in surrender.

>"Hey, at least you can clean after yourself." She says with a nervous laugh, covering her mouth. "I can't undo my creations once they are disconnected from my body… So, what do you think?"

>What do you do?

>[Let's get this out of the way and then you can try and do something fun with your friend. "Let's hit the spa first, then we can see how much time we have left and what else we can do."]
>[Shopping does sound more fun than being manhandled by strangers. "Ah do have some dollars at mah name… Let's see what we can find first."]
>[Pick your own path! "Ain't there any arcades nearby? Ah've been itchin' to play with a joystick..."]
>[There's still the matter of the memo… "Say, Momo, sugar, did you happen to know of group text 'bout me?"]
>[Write in.]

>>3231760
>[Let's get this out of the way and then you can try and do something fun with your friend. "Let's hit the spa first, then we can see how much time we have left and what else we can do."]

Don't spoil It.

>>3231760
>[Let's get this out of the way and then you can try and do something fun with your friend. "Let's hit the spa first, then we can see how much time we have left and what else we can do."]
Massages are supposed to be good for muscles, right?

>[Let's get this out of the way and then you can try and do something fun with your friend. "Let's hit the spa first, then we can see how much time we have left and what else we can do."]
>Ask about the memo after the spa

We’re going to have to talk about it at some point, so let’s do it while everyone is as relaxed and calm as possible.

>>3231760
>[Let's get this out of the way and then you can try and do something fun with your friend. "Let's hit the spa first, then we can see how much time we have left and what else we can do."]

>>3231760
>[Shopping does sound more fun than being manhandled by strangers. "Ah do have some dollars at mah name… Let's see what we can find first."]

Let Momo take the lead!

>You joke as you close in for a hug. It's actually hard to pull it off.

kek

>>3231760
>>[Let's get this out of the way and then you can try and do something fun with your friend. "Let's hit the spa first, then we can see how much time we have left and what else we can do."]

>>3231760
>[Let's get this out of the way and then you can try and do something fun with your friend. "Let's hit the spa first, then we can see how much time we have left and what else we can do."]

>>3231760
>>[Shopping does sound more fun than being manhandled by strangers. "Ah do have some dollars at mah name… Let's see what we can find first."]
Nothing wrong with some shopping. Still kinda guilty over how we wrecked her lol

>>3231760
>>[Let's get this out of the way and then you can try and do something fun with your friend. "Let's hit the spa first, then we can see how much time we have left and what else we can do."]

>>3231760
>[Let's get this out of the way and then you can try and do something fun with your friend. "Let's hit the spa first, then we can see how much time we have left and what else we can do."]

>”Ah have to say, Ah’m a bit nervous about this. Ah’ve never been to a spa before. What exactly should Ah be expectin’ here?”

>>3231760
>[Shopping does sound more fun than being manhandled by strangers. "Ah do have some dollars at mah name… Let's see what we can find first."]

>>3231760
>[Shopping does sound more fun than being manhandled by strangers. "Ah do have some dollars at mah name… Let's see what we can find first."]

>>3231760
>[Let's get this out of the way and then you can try and do something fun with your friend. "Let's hit the spa first, then we can see how much time we have left and what else we can do."]

>>3231760
>[Let's get this out of the way and then you can try and do something fun with your friend. "Let's hit the spa first, then we can see how much time we have left and what else we can do."]

>>3231760
>>[Let's get this out of the way and then you can try and do something fun with your friend. "Let's hit the spa first, then we can see how much time we have left and what else we can do."]

>>3231760
>>[Let's get this out of the way and then you can try and do something fun with your friend. "Let's hit the spa first, then we can see how much time we have left and what else we can do."]

While you aren't particularly excited about either option, you are of the opinion that the faster you rip off a bandaid, the better.

"Ah think we should hit the spa first, then we can see how much time we have left and what else we can do." You respond, scratching the back of your head, trying to hide your nervousness at first, but quickly dropping the act. ”But… Ah have to say, Ah’m a bit nervous about this. Ah’ve never been to a spa before. What exactly should Ah be expectin’ here?”

>"I assumed so. To be perfectly honest, I haven't been to this particular spa. If I had more time to plan, I would have booked us at least a night at a ryokan, but this will suffice." Momo says, nodding and motioning for you to follow. "I do know what to expect, however. I had planned for a deep tissue massage and then some miscellaneous treatments, then half an hour at the sauna before finishing with a bath in a private onsen pool."

"You know, that miscellaneous stuff ain't giving me much confidence." You tell her, following her around the block.

Unlike during your jog through Musutafu's businesses, while there are lots of people buzzing around, it's not suits that you see flooding the sidewalks, but a spatter of different school uniforms, both middle and high school. Quickly checking the time on your phone, you confirm that sixth period is over, leaving most teenagers free to roam, and there's nowhere better to do that than Shibuya.

But like during your jog, people undoubtedly recognize you, if the staring is anything to go by.

>"Hey, that's the U.A girls!" Someone points out.

>"They are bigger in person." A male voice exclaims. "Both of them."

>"Makes you wonder what's she doing out of Hokkaido." Someone replies from the same direction.

>"I can't believe they get along." You hear someone say in the crowd. "Didn't she go to gloat after mauling her?"

>"Man, U.A. looks brutal, but damn there will be great senpais to look up to!" You hear a girl comment too.

>"Ahem! About the miscellaneous treatments." Momo says louder than normal and loudly clearing her throat, pulling your attention towards her. "They claim have a suite of special treatments for many conditions. I was looking into getting their skin care treatment, it's meant to help people with transformation-type quirks, but I'm sure it'll help to keep my skin comfortable when opening for Creation."

"So, they have quirk related stuff too? That's neat." You reply, keeping your head in the conversation.

>"Mutation related treatments too." She affirms, quickly glancing below your neck before looking away. "I thought the hoof and horn filings would be of interest to you, although you might want to avoid… others."

"Sugar, Ah'm pretty sure Ah don't have hooves." You tell her, raising an eyebrow.

>"No thoughts about the horn filing?" Momo asks surprised, slowing down as you approach a large, traditionally japanese styled wooden building front.

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In a way, it reminds you of Shoto's house, being barely bigger than it and with a similar exterior.

"Ah dunno… Not sure Ah wanna mess with it." You answer, looking at the carving of the building's front as Momo approaches the door. "Well, doesn't this here thing look like a tourist trap."

>"Whatever do you mean?" Momo asks, looking at the curved planks you point at. "Isn't that too bent… A facade then. I assume the planks were too thin to withstand the humidity of a place working with steam, right? Not really a tell of how the service will be, however."

"'yuup." You answer with a smile, sticking a finger under a curved plank and lifting it slightly, revealing the concrete underneath. "But it's fun to nitpick, ain't it?"

>"I guess so." Momo says, shrugging and opening the door. "I've only been told it's infuriating."

The inside, much like the outside, tries to look like a far older building than it is, but it's well maintained, with even the air kept at a very comfortable, fresh temperature.

>"Welcome to Ushiwaka Spa!" The receptionist greets you as she notices both of you enter. "We don't have many visitors during weekdays, do you come together? And do you know what you want or would you like to see what we can offer you?"

>"Yes, and yes." Momo answers while you nod, pulling out a card from a leather wallet. "We'd like to start with a deep tissue massage, then we'll see with what we'll continue."

>"Are you sure you- Oh, right away." The woman says, tapping the card against a reader, then handing you a couple of keys with wooden keychains. "Follow the signs to the parlor, there you'll find lockers for your possessions, which should contain an outfit for each of you. We hope you enjoy your visit!"

>"Thank you." Momo tells her, and you echo it.

"Ya know Ah'll pay you back for it all, right?" You ask her as you get away from the counter.

>"Just try to enjoy yourself, Ushi." Is her reply.

The signs are pretty clear, guiding you to a small room with a couple of beds with a hole on them, two stools, a table full of bottles and two lockers, that indeed, contain… panty.

One for each of you.

"This gotta be wrong, right?" You ask, holding the tiny black thing at arms reach.

>"Not at all, that's how it works." She answers, undressing without a worry. "Probably charged within the bill, you should get changed too."

"It's not changin' if it doesn't cover everythin'..." You mutter as you comply, proceeding to hold your chest with your arm.

>"Alright, please lay do…" A young man in a white uniform says, entering the room, then stopping.

>"Hey, what happened, you are blocking the door!" A female voice says behind him.

>"...It's a couple of girls, I thought there was going to be a boy, sorry." The man says, backpedaling. "I'll go fetch Yuki!"

"What." Is all you can say, hearing the sounds of the man running away.

>"...Sorry about that ladies." The girl apologizes, bowing. "I promise your Couple's Massage will make up for it."

"Wait what?" You repeat, looking at Momo. You can barely see her pupils, but her skin looks like she's being boiled.

>What do you do?

>[Put your clothes on and leave! "..."]
>[Tease her! "Oh my… Ah wasn't aware we were a thing~"]
>[Momo did this. "...Fix this."]
>[Just laugh it off. "Heh. Sorry about that. We can still get a... friend massage?"]
>[Wait to see what Momo does.]
>[Write in.]

>>3235884
>>[Tease her! "Oh my… Ah wasn't aware we were a thing~"]

>>3235884
>[Tease her! "Oh my… Ah wasn't aware we were a thing~"]
>[Just laugh it off. "Heh. Sorry about that. We can still get a... friend massage?"]

Yup, totally a couple. A couple of best friends.

Could probably take a moment to say to her its okay, this probsbly wasnt how she sayw the day going, but we can at least make the most of it.

>>3235884
>[Tease her! "Oh my… Ah wasn't aware we were a thing~"]
>[Just laugh it off. "Heh. Sorry about that. We can still get a... friend massage?"]

>>3235884
>>3235894
Support

>>3235884
>[Tease her! "Oh my… Ah wasn't aware we were a thing~"]
>[Just laugh it off. "Heh. Sorry about that. We can still get a... friend massage?"]

>>3235884

Seconding >>3235894

>>3235884
>[Tease her! "Oh my… Ah wasn't aware we were a thing~"]
>[Just laugh it off. "Heh. Sorry about that. We can still get a... friend massage?"]

>>3235884
>”Ha! We’re not that kind of together, but Ah can’t imagine what difference that makes to the massage.”

>>3235894
>>3235884
this

>[Tease her! "Oh my… Ah wasn't aware we were a thing~"]
>[Just laugh it off. "Heh. Sorry about that. We can still get a... friend massage?"]

>>3235884
[Just laugh it off. "Heh. Sorry about that. We can still get a... friend massage?"]
just friends at a spa nothing else

>>3235884
>>[Wait to see what Momo does.]

>>3235884
>>[Just laugh it off. "Heh. Sorry about that. We can still get a... friend massage?"]

>>3235884
>>[Tease her! "Oh my… Ah wasn't aware we were a thing~"]
Ara ara

>>3235884
>[Tease her! "Oh my… Ah wasn't aware we were a thing~"]
>[Just laugh it off. "Heh. Sorry about that. We can still get a... friend massage?"]

>>3235884
>[Tease her! "Oh my… Ah wasn't aware we were a thing~"]

>[Just laugh it off. "Heh. Sorry about that. We can still get a... friend massage?"]

>>3235884
>[Tease her! "Oh my… Ah wasn't aware we were a thing~"]
>[Just laugh it off. "Heh. Sorry about that. We can still get a... friend massage?"]

>>3235884
>[Just laugh it off. "Heh. Sorry about that. We can still get a... friend massage?"]
You fools, we don't have the face dice to tease!

>>3235884
>[Just laugh it off. "Heh. Sorry about that. We can still get a... friend massage?"]

>>3235884
>[Tease her! "Oh my… Ah wasn't aware we were a thing~"]
>[Just laugh it off. "Heh. Sorry about that. We can still get a... friend massage?"]

>>3235884
>[Tease her! "Oh my… Ah wasn't aware we were a thing~"]

By the way, do we have a relationship die with Momo?

>>3235884
>[Tease her! "Oh my… Ah wasn't aware we were a thing~"]
>[Just laugh it off. "Heh. Sorry about that. We can still get a... friend massage?"]

>>3235884
>[Tease her! "Oh my… Ah wasn't aware we were a thing~"]

>>3235884
>[Just laugh it off. "Heh. Sorry about that. We can still get a... friend massage?”
Just girls doin girl stuff

>>3235884
>>[Tease her! "Oh my… Ah wasn't aware we were a thing~"]

What if Momo didn't make a mistake and the Spa is just trying to ship Ushi and Momo?

>>3238527
Is that even legal?

>>3238625
I mean, Ushi and Momo are pretty famous now...

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The girl just peeks at both of you from her bowing position, seemingly waiting for one of you to signal that you accept her apology.

Such signal however, refused to come. Not even you knew what to say, and Momo looked far more shocked and unprepared than at the Sports Festival.

...

"Oh my… Ah wasn't aware we were a thing~" You tease her with a smug smile, pretending to cover your mouth and falling back on your oldest social habit, make someone else more nervous to make yourself look better.

While you normally stumble with words, you can easily say this is second nature to you, even if it's not something to be proud of.

>"I just got told we are having a girls day." Says a new girl in the same uniform as she enters the room, carrying a nice smelling basket of white lilies with them. "My deepest apologies for the delay!"

While you can think of better flowers to aromatize a room, you don't mind lilies. In fact, you take certain pride in being able to eat something poisonous to others, which you choose to demonstrate, picking one from the basquet and munching on it while keeping direct eye contact with Momo, whose body seems to be finding ever more blood the send to her face.

However, the employee bowing is starting to look very uncomfortable, prompting you to drop the act.

"Heh. Sorry 'bout that. We can still get a... friend massage?" You tell her after finishing your lillie. "Ah think your pal at the counter made a bit of a mistake. Just a couple of girl friends here, no more."

>"...Okay." The masseuse says, straightening up with a look of visible confusion.

Momo for her part, stays frozen for a couple of seconds.

"Hey sugar, Ah'm just messing with ya'." You tell her with a small poke to the ribs and a giggle. "Calm down! Ah reckon we came here to relax, didn't we?"

>"Y-yeah." She answers, seemingly shook. "T-thanks for not taking it w-wrongly."

Then the first masseuse clears her throat rather loudly, getting her coworker's attention to her clipboard, getting her to shrug.

>"...Very well." The second girl, whom you assume is Yuki, says, reaching for a bottle from one of the tables and unscrewing the cap, releasing a strong (and fake) flowery and oily scent. "We can begin as soon as you lay down on the tables."

>"Yes. Let's do that!" Momo says, quickly shuffling to the nearest one and laying face down, showing you how to do it on the process.

You shrug and imitate her, being pleasantly surprised by the chest-high depression on the table that while not big enough to avoid having you put pressure on your breasts, is better than putting your whole weight on them, making it a minor annoyance rather than a full on pain.

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>"Now… Breathe in deep and relax, we'll take care of your poor backs." One of the girls says behind you, laying a hand on your back and making you gasp. It's... slimy.

>"Ah...~" Momo lets out, making you look to the side. Apparently, the head-hole on the table allows you to look at each other. "Ah!...~"

She looks like she's enjoying the massa-

Then you get i. Your masseuse presses her fingers on your back muscles and feels around for a second, then presses.

It's blissful, like taking a hot bath after a workout, except the workout was life, and it was calming pains you didn't realize you had.

"Mo…~ <FU-!>" You scream before biting your tongue to not cause a scene and tensing right back up, as if ready to flee the scene.

>What do you do?

>[Just relax, you can trust Momo. "Moo~..."]
>[Keep teasing Momo! That'll drive the attention away from you! "A-Are you sure it was a mistake s-sugar?"]
>[Stay alert and keep your wits about you. You may not really enjoy it, but it's better than lowing in front of a friend.]
>[Write in]

>>3239294
>[Stay alert and keep your wits about you. You may not really enjoy it, but it's better than lowing in front of a friend.]
DIGNITY

>>3239294
>[Just relax, you can trust Momo. "Moo~..."]
FUCK DIGNITY

>>3239294
>[Stay alert and keep your wits about you. You may not really enjoy it, but it's better than lowing in front of a friend.]

RED USHI NEEDS DIGNITY BADLY

>>3239294
>[Keep teasing Momo! That'll drive the attention away from you! "A-Are you sure it was a mistake s-sugar?"]

>>3239294
>[Just relax, you can trust Momo. "Moo~..."]

"J-just promise me you won't tell anyone ah make these noises. Ah've got enough problems with that memo goin' round."

>>3239294
>[Just relax, you can trust Momo. "Moo~..."]

>>3239294
>>[Stay alert and keep your wits about you. You may not really enjoy it, but it's better than lowing in front of a friend.]
Don't moo

>>3239294
>>[Just relax, you can trust Momo. "Moo~..."]
These are professionals. They must have experience with people making weird noises.

>>3239294
>[Just relax, you can trust Momo. "Moo~..."]

>>3239294
>[Just relax, you can trust Momo. "Moo~..."]

I mean, were a cow mutant, which is commonish. This kinda thing has got to common, so the staff are probably used to it. No point in hiding it.
Probably could talk to momo after about it being embarrasing for us though.

>>3239294
>[Stay alert and keep your wits about you. You may not really enjoy it, but it's better than lowing in front of a friend.]
STAY THE COURSE

>>3239294
>[Just relax, you can trust Momo. "Moo~..."]

>>3239294
>[Stay alert and keep your wits about you. You may not really enjoy it, but it's better than lowing in front of a friend.]
Don't moo~
Or try to enjoy it without embarrassing yourself

>>3239294
>[Just relax, you can trust Momo. "Moo~..."]

>>3239294

>[Just relax, you can trust Momo. "Moo~..."]

Eh fuck it.

>>3239294
>>[Just relax, you can trust Momo. "Moo~..."]

>>3239294
>>[Just relax, you can trust Momo. "Moo~..."]

>>3239294
>>[Keep teasing Momo! That'll drive the attention away from you! "A-Are you sure it was a mistake s-sugar?"]

>>3239294
>[Stay alert and keep your wits about you. You may not really enjoy it, but it's better than lowing in front of a friend.]

>Or especially in front of these strangers.

>>3239294
>[Just relax, you can trust Momo. "Moo~..."]

The way I see It Mooing would fuck with her more than any amount of teasing, and she can't even call us out on this.

>>3239294
>[Just relax, you can trust Momo. "Moo~..."]

>>3239294
>[Just relax, you can trust Momo. "Moo~..."]

>>3239294
>>[Keep teasing Momo! That'll drive the attention away from you! "A-Are you sure it was a mistake s-sugar?"]

>>3239294
>>[Just relax, you can trust Momo. "Moo~..."]

Pace out the teasing, duders. Chances for it later in the sauna.
>>3239294
>>[Just relax, you can trust Momo. "Moo~..."]

>>3239294
>[Stay alert and keep your wits about you. You may not really enjoy it, but it's better than lowing in front of a friend.]

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The sudden jerking motion you just made didn't go unnoticed, causing the girl working on your back to quickly pull back, likely thinking she had done something wrong.

"Sorry." You mumble embarrassedly, trying to keep yourself still this time. "First time gettin' a pro backrub and all that..."

>"No offence, but I can see that…" The masseur tells you, swiping her hand over your back once more, spreading the oil again. "You poor back has been constantly if not continually tense for who knows how long… It feels like the fibers petrified in place."

"...None taken." You reply, not too enthusiastically.

>"Are you ok-ah~ ...okay?" Momo asks you from her table, with her blushing, framed face full of concern. "With w-ah~ …what you have lived through, I should have expected you to not like being touch-ah~..."

It's not quite on the money, but you can tell she's actually worried. It's touching, really.
In fact, it's a hard to ignore contrast with how your peers acted around you back home.

So far, every time a classmate has made a hurtful remark it has been an exception to an otherwise spotless friendship, baring a couple exceptions.

Like back at the changing room, you feel... safe. Like dropping your guard won't come to haunt you later, while doing that back home would have been metaphorically like playing russian roulette with 5 bullets, and make you wish to drop the metaphor and get a sixth bullet.

Thus, you give up.

"It ain't that, really…" You tell her, feeling the masseur's hands trace your muscles again before starting to apply pressure. "I'ts just… Moo~..."

"Moo~..." You low again as your body suddenly decides to tell you that everything near your spine was cramping but didn't want you to know until the masseur kneaded all the tension away, leaving the muscles with the texture and feel of overcooked pasta.

>"...What is it, Ushi?" Momo asks, as if you weren't lowing like an animal.

"...Moo?" You repeat, feeling your self-esteem melt away with the tension on your back.

>...Yes?" The class president asks, uncharacteristically unaware.

"...Ah'm lowin', dang it." You recitate, too mellow to actually yell it.

>"Well…. yes." Momo replies, with the same kind of confusion you'd expect from someone that has been told that grass is green out of the blue. "...Th-Ah~ ...That's what you do."

This time it's your turn to be confused, staring at her in wait for further clarification.

>"Bovine mutants aren't exactly common, but you are the largest group of same mutation type population in japan." She explains with a tone that reminds you a bit of Mr. Aizawa, as she clearly knows what she's talking about, yet she's an excuse away from falling asleep. "You Ah~ ...aren't doing it wrong or unexpected… This place files horns and hooves too, remember?"

That… makes a lot of sense, actually. And now that you stop to think about it…
The masseurs didn't react at all to your lowing.

"Oh…" You let out, feeling really silly putty-like. "Moo!~"

>"Moo!~" Momo lows as well, joining in with a dubious smile. "...M-moo?"

"Moo?" You ask rhetorically, then roll your eyes. "Moo."

The rest of the session is just as delightful, sprinkled with bits of pain as some particular muscle groups refused to budge at the masseur's hands, needing the use of an elbow. In fact, you are convinced to have been at the receiving end of at least one elbow drop during the session.

By the end of it, Momo's lowing almost doesn't sound like a child's farm themed toy to you, but maybe it could fool some other cityslicker.

>"Since you ordered non specified treatments as the next activity during your stay, we are proud to present varied personalized treatments for every kind of client." Your masseur announces, as her colleague hands a pamphlet to Momo and three to you.

>"I'll have the skin strengthening therapy." Momo answers without looking at hers, cleaning tying a towel around her torso.

After doing the same, you look at your pamphlets, quickly realizing why three.

The one you share with Momo is clearly for baseline humans, with treatments for simple calluses, tonifying and scalp stimulating massages.

The second includes things like branch filings, pruning and hydrogenated mudbaths.

The third you likely wouldn't have looked at if not for Momo's earlier encouragement.

Hoof and Horn filings, tail realigning, flow stimulating massages and assisted milking…

"...Is this here legal?" You instantly ask. "That's a lot of touchin'"

>"That's actually only for adults." Yuki quickly answers. "And girls with paternal authorization… Mostly them, actually."

>What do you do?

>[Go for something simple. "Uhm… Ah'll go for the feet thing, ah guess.]
>[Maybe try the… gardening? "...Do y'all think a snip 'nd a filin' can help with this here horn?"]
>[You can't legally try most of the bovine-mutant oriented options, but maybe you can hang out in that area? "...Can Ah go check this place anyway?"]
>[Stick with Momo. "Ah'll have what's she's havin'!"]
>[Write in.]

>>3242454
>[Maybe try the… gardening? "...Do y'all think a snip 'nd a filin' can help with this here horn?"]

>>3242454
>[Maybe try the… gardening? "...Do y'all think a snip 'nd a filin' can help with this here horn?"]

>>3242454
>>[Maybe try the… gardening? "...Do y'all think a snip 'nd a filin' can help with this here horn?"]

>>3242454
>[Maybe try the… gardening? "...Do y'all think a snip 'nd a filin' can help with this here horn?"]

>>3242454
>[Maybe try the… gardening? "...Do y'all think a snip 'nd a filin' can help with this here horn?"]

>>3242454
>[Maybe try the… gardening? "...Do y'all think a snip 'nd a filin' can help with this here horn?"]

>>3242454
>[Maybe try the… gardening? "...Do y'all think a snip 'nd a filin' can help with this here horn?"]

>>3242454
>[Maybe try the… gardening? "...Do y'all think a snip 'nd a filin' can help with this here horn?"]

>>3242454
>[Maybe try the… gardening? "...Do y'all think a snip 'nd a filin' can help with this here horn?"]

>>3242454
>[Stick with Momo. "Ah'll have what's she's havin'!"]

Gotta have good skin for good mysterious white mist flow!

>>3242454
>>[Go for something simple. "Uhm… Ah'll go for the feet thing, ah guess.]

>>3242454
>>[Maybe try the… gardening? "...Do y'all think a snip 'nd a filin' can help with this here horn?"]

>>3242454
>>[Maybe try the… gardening? "...Do y'all think a snip 'nd a filin' can help with this here horn?"]
Hopefully our horns being wooden won't fuck things up.

>>3242454
>>[Stick with Momo. "Ah'll have what's she's havin'!"]

>>3242454
>[Maybe try the… gardening? "...Do y'all think a snip 'nd a filin' can help with this here horn?"]

>>3242698
>>3242838
>>3243122
There's always gotta be SOME contrarians

>>3244144
do you count as counter contrarian then?

>>3244152
A counter contrarian is just an Arian.

>>3244144
I'm just curious about what they'll say about Ushi's feet after they made that remark about her back, considering Ushi jogged for 6 hours doing 73km and then ran for one hour for an indeterminate distance.

>>3244775
That depends on whether she did that without shoes. If she did it with them, then they'll just comment on how they're hard as rocks. If she managed to do it without shoes, they'll comment on her Toph level callouses.

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You skim through the pamphlets without much interest.

You don't need anyone to tell you your feet are harder than your shoes and you are pretty sure that you would have been thrown out if any of them suggested anything of the bovine mutant's treatments.

The plant mutant treatments though…

Those make you wonder.

"...Do y'all think a snip 'nd a filin' can help with this here horn?" You ask the masseuses, reaching for your horn and trying to keep your hope from seeping into your voice.

>"It should, as far as I know." Yuki replies, approaching to look at your horn and softly tugging at it for a better view. You only feel the tugging in your skull and neck. "It's not my area, so take it with a grain of salt, but this looks cauterized… Or is it charred? Regardless, clearing that should help it heal, if done by a specialist."

>"That sounds reassuring, doesn't it?" Momo comments, encouraging you. "It can only help."

"Ah guess it's worth a shot." You reply, poking the small remaining jagged tips atop your broken horn. "At the very least, it won't catch on my pillowcase anymore. Ah swear Ah messed up the stitchin'..."

>"If you would follow me, I can take you to the specialty parlor." Yuki tells you as you hold on to your towel, not trusting it to stay in place. "Don't worry about your scheduled time at the sauna, you should be back with your partner in time."

For a brief moment, you wonder why you need to go elsewhere while Momo would stay in the same room, before giving a second of thought to the fact that sawdust and massage oils wouldn't play nice. It'd be like rubbing sand on people if they didn't manage to clean everything perfectly.

Thus you nod to the masseur, following her around the mostly deserted hallways and trying to not make eye contact with anyone you come across.

You don't know what you'd do if you ended locking eyes with someone just as half-naked as you are, but you have no interest in finding out.

Far more interesting for you is the new room you are led to, as you can smell the artificial freshener from the ventilation trying to keep the sulfuric smell of the warm mud vat in the far end of the room, with a neck holder similar to the hair washing sinks you've seen at barbershops.

Also interesting, the goaty looking woman in the room, ushering you in. At least you hope that's why she has a goatee.

"Howdy." You tell her, unsure as to what you should do.

>"Oh… Cow and tree?" She muses as you approach. "Irrigation must be different, but not enough to change the basics… Would you like to enter the nitrogen and phosphorus rich bath?"

"Uhm… Sure?" You reply, approaching the mud and dipping your toe in. It's thick and uncomfortably warm, not as in too hot, but awkward like a warm toilet seat.

Trusting these people to know what you are doing, you drop your towel and carefully enter, sitting in such a way to only keep your head and hair above the surface.

For a couple of seconds, it feels like trying to steal someone's warm bed while they watched you. Incredibly uncomfortable, but then it changed somehow.

A minute after settling in your spot and letting the mud shift around you, you find yourself perfectly comfortable, as if was a hole meant for you to fill.

It's warm, it's cozy and you feel like you could sleep a week in it if you didn't have to go to school tomorrow.

>"It took a few months to get it right, but between the smell, mixture and lights, it has become a really popular relaxation method for visitors of your kind." The short woman tells you, shuffling close to you. "Now, try to rest your neck in the slot and tell me what would you like."

>What do you do?

>[Let's just help nature get in track once more. "Uhm… Can you just file the burn part off? Like, without making 'em any smaller? That'd be nice."]
>[Plant specialist… "Do you by any chance happen to know any doctors good with plant 'nd animal mutations?"]
>[Enjoy pretending to be planted and do nothing else. "...Ah'll just stay here… Ah wonder what the trees say when they like stuff..."]
>[Write in.]
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Sorry for the delay and stuff, not feeling well.

>>3249213
>>[Let's just help nature get in track once more. "Uhm… Can you just file the burn part off? Like, without making 'em any smaller? That'd be nice."]
>>[Plant specialist… "Do you by any chance happen to know any doctors good with plant 'nd animal mutations?"]

>>3249213
>>[Let's just help nature get in track once more. "Uhm… Can you just file the burn part off? Like, without making 'em any smaller? That'd be nice."]

>>3249213
>>[Let's just help nature get in track once more. "Uhm… Can you just file the burn part off? Like, without making 'em any smaller? That'd be nice."]

>>3249213
>[Plant specialist… "Do you by any chance happen to know any doctors good with plant 'nd animal mutations?"]

>>3249213
>>[Let's just help nature get in track once more. "Uhm… Can you just file the burn part off? Like, without making 'em any smaller? That'd be nice."]

>>3249213
>>[Let's just help nature get in track once more. "Uhm… Can you just file the burn part off? Like, without making 'em any smaller? That'd be nice."]
>>[Plant specialist… "Do you by any chance happen to know any doctors good with plant 'nd animal mutations?"]

>>3249213
>[Let's just help nature get in track once more. "Uhm… Can you just file the burn part off? Like, without making 'em any smaller? That'd be nice."]

>>3249213
>[Let's just help nature get in track once more. "Uhm… Can you just file the burn part off? Like, without making 'em any smaller? That'd be nice."]
>[Plant specialist… "Do you by any chance happen to know any doctors good with plant 'nd animal mutations?"]

>>3249213
>[Plant specialist… "Do you by any chance happen to know any doctors good with plant 'nd animal mutations?"]

>”Ah moved to the area recently and all.”

>>3249213
>[Let's just help nature get in track once more. "Uhm… Can you just file the burn part off? Like, without making 'em any smaller? That'd be nice."]
>[Plant specialist… "Do you by any chance happen to know any doctors good with plant 'nd animal mutations?"]

>>3249205
>>[Let's just help nature get in track once more. "Uhm… Can you just file the burn part off? Like, without making 'em any smaller? That'd be nice."]
>>[Plant specialist… "Do you by any chance happen to know any doctors good with plant 'nd animal mutations?"]

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>>3249205
>>[Let's just help nature get in track once more. "Uhm… Can you just file the burn part off? Like, without making 'em any smaller? That'd be nice."]
>>[Plant specialist… "Do you by any chance happen to know any doctors good with plant 'nd animal mutations?"]
Hope you feel better Mic

>>3249213
>>[Let's just help nature get in track once more. "Uhm… Can you just file the burn part off? Like, without making 'em any smaller? That'd be nice."]
>>[Plant specialist… "Do you by any chance happen to know any doctors good with plant 'nd animal mutations?"]

While you would be perfectly content with staying in the soothing warm mud, you can't really waste the chance to get someone who knows what she's doing to look at your horn.

"Uhm… Can you just file the burn part off? Like, without making 'em any smaller? That'd be nice." You ask her, a bit unsure.

>"Of course, of course…" She replies, shuffling around the room with a tray, opening seemingly every drawer and pulling a single tool, if any, out of any of them. "You just relax and don't move anything above your neck. Wouldn't want to leave a scratch!"

"Right!" You reply as you lock your neck and shoulder muscles, determined to do your best at not doing anything at all.

>"Would you like for me to polish your horns?" The woman asks, still picking up things around the room. Tracking her only with your eyes proves difficult, however, and you can't really make out what is it that she's placing on the tray.

"Uhm… Sure?" You answer. It's not something you had ever done yourself nor had ever thought of asking someone else to do, but just like massages, it would be silly to not get it done while you are here.

Soon enough, she approaches you with her and sits next to you, picking up a small file from the tray and softly filling the jagged tip of your horn.

>"I hope you can relax with the vibrations, because this will take a while." She warns you. "Can't be too rough with katsura, or… well, I'm sure you already know."

"Yeah, had to get mah leg bolted together once. It kinda tried to go its own way." You recall, trying not to shiver at the memory of the time you were chased up and down tree by geese and the hospital trip that followed. "Thinkin' 'bout it, do you by any chance happen to know any doctors good with plant 'nd animal mutations?"

She seems to think about it for a few minutes, during which you feel nor see anything thanks to the vibration of the file against your horn.

>"Both?... I do know one, yes." She slowly says. "Shouldn't recommend her though."

"Why not? Ah reckon it's hard to find someone like that. Momma's been lookin' for a while." You point out, overpronouncing your words to compensate for the fact that you sound like you are talking through a fan.

>"Well, she's just came back to the country." She replies. "Besides, it would be seen as nepotism."

"Nothin' wrong with supportin' family businesses." You recite back. "Unless you work in the government. Then it's bad."

>"Well… You might want to look for Dr. McDaid, then." She tells you, far more quietly. "Keep in mind she studied overseas, so you shouldn't expect the decorum of a proper japanese doctor."

"'kay." You accept, keeping to yourself how you'd likely take that as a plus. "Are you filin' on a pattern?"

Normally you just would have nodded, but you really don't want to end with another horn injury.

>"Yes. The idea is to help it heal while keeping the broken look." She explains, and you can see what she's going at.

It's not something you have kept up with, but ever since that Miyagi guy cut his horn it has been kind of a sore theme amongst mutants online, with people associating it to mutation shaming. The last thing you'd like to do is make it look like you cut it off on purpose.

Resting in the mud, the treatment doesn't feel like it takes as long as you know it does. Every time you open your eyes after blinking the clock on the wall seems to have jumped another five minutes.

Not even the wood polishing is particularly bothersome, comparatively to how comfy the mud is. You have to admit that she's especially good with the thin bark of your horns. Professionalism, you guess.

In about an hour you bid farewell to the mud bath, cleaning yourself in one of the spa's many hot showers. It feels weird, the hot water bouncing against the clear wax protecting your horn, warming it without getting it wet.

After shaking the mud and stiffness off your skeleton, you trace your steps back to the room back to Momo.

You don't manage to reach it though, as she meets you halfway there. While not exactly glowing, whatever she got smeared all over her left her slightly shiny, reflecting the hallway's lights,

>"Hello there!" She greets you, clutching her own towel in the same way you do yours. "I assume you are ready for the sauna?"

"Ain't that just a steam box you go in to sweat your seat off?" You ask a bit mockingly.

>"In a way, yes. This way." Momo agrees, examining a sign on the wall before steering you down a hall. "But that's not all it's about, it'll be fantastic for our skin. I personally try to go at least once a month. It's hard to overestimate what it can do for us."

"Can do? Like what?" You ask, following close behind her. "Doesn't sound too convincing."

>"Well, I was told it helps with a few things that could affect both of us..." Momo explains, looking away from you to hide her blush, walking a bit faster than normal.

"...Like?" You pressure her, taking advantage of being the only girl in class close to her height and matching her stride with just a little bit more of effort.

Seeing that you won't drop it, she slows down again and sighs, slumping her shoulders in defeat.

>"It's all about preventing pimples…" She says, looking everywhere before whispering. "That, and stretch marks."

...

"...Sign me up for the pressure cooker." You tell her, trying to keep your cool.

If you ever needed to use bag balm for that, you wouldn't ever get out of your room again.

Once you reach it, you have to double check the sign by the door, as the sauna wasn't quite what you were expecting.

"Where's the steam?" You ask Momo as she closes the door behind you, feeling your pores open as soon as you approach the box of rocks in the middle of the wooden room. "This… Woah, that's hot… And heckin' dry."

The only things in the room are a couple of benches, the rocks, a large bucket of water and a ladle in the latter.

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>"I think you are thinking of a steam room." Momo points out, taking a seat on the bench and motioning for you to sit by her side, patting the space next to hers. "You can pour some water on the rocks if you want some steam though.

With that, you pick it up and…

>"NOT THE WHOLE BUCKET!" Momo stops you, whacking you over the head with the ladle.

With that, you take it from her and drop some water on the rocks, sighing as the steam raises the humidity of the room.

>"Relaxing, isn't it?" Momo comments, sweat starting to run down her neck.

>What do you do?

>[Just enjoy the moment. "Yeah, it's nice…"]
>[It was a very fancy afternoon… "'yuup. But next time, Ah'm pickin' what we do!"]
>[You are as relaxed as you'll be. Ask about the memo. "So… did you get a group text about me?"]
>[Write in.]

>>3254569
>[You are as relaxed as you'll be. Ask about the memo. "So… did you get a group text about me?"]

>[You are as relaxed as you'll be. Ask about the memo. "So… did you get a group text about me?"]

We can’t ignore this forever.

>>3254569
>[Just enjoy the moment. "Yeah, it's nice…"]

>>3254569
>[You are as relaxed as you'll be. Ask about the memo. "So… did you get a group text about me?"]

>>3254569
>[You are as relaxed as you'll be. Ask about the memo. "So… did you get a group text about me?"]

>>3254569
>[Just enjoy the moment. "Yeah, it's nice…"]

>>3254569
>>[You are as relaxed as you'll be. Ask about the memo. "So… did you get a group text about me?"]

>>3254569
>[Just enjoy the moment. "Yeah, it's nice…"]
Man, just enjoy the moment. No reason to bring up anything till after.

>>3254569
>[It was a very fancy afternoon… "'yuup. But next time, Ah'm pickin' what we do!"]

>>3254569
>>[You are as relaxed as you'll be. Ask about the memo. "So… did you get a group text about me?"]

What’s “not a proper Japanese doctor” mean?

>>3254569
>[You are as relaxed as you'll be. Ask about the memo. "So… did you get a group text about me?"]

>>3254569
>[Just enjoy the moment. "Yeah, it's nice…"]

>>3254620
prolly "Not 100% native Japanese".

>>3254569
>[You are as relaxed as you'll be. Ask about the memo. "So… did you get a group text about me?"]

>>3254620
It means 'displays emotion during work'

>>3254620
No Japanese.

>>3254569
>>[Just enjoy the moment. "Yeah, it's nice…"]

>>3254569
>[Just enjoy the moment. "Yeah, it's nice…"]

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Remember that Momo volunteered to host this day for us and we shouldn't squander it by asking awkward questions when we are compelled to stay in close quarters. Don't chase the stick, questors. Ask over snacks later.

>>3254569
>>[Just enjoy the moment. "Yeah, it's nice…"]

>>3254569
>>[Just enjoy the moment. "Yeah, it's nice…"]

>>3254569
>[Just enjoy the moment. "Yeah, it's nice…"]

>>3254569
>[Just enjoy the moment. "Yeah, it's nice…"]

>>3254569
>[You are as relaxed as you'll be. Ask about the memo. "So… did you get a group text about me?"]

>>3254569
>[Just enjoy the moment. "Yeah, it's nice…"]

>>3254569
>[Just enjoy the moment. "Yeah, it's nice…"]

People. There is never going to be a good time to bring up a difficult subject like this.
Either things will be going good, like now, and you won't want to mess with a good thing.
Or things will be going bad, and bringing it up would be throwing fuel on the fire of whatever issue is happening.
It's better to talk it out now instead of letting it fester.

>>3254569
Change my answer from >>3255134
to
>[You are as relaxed as you'll be. Ask about the memo. "So… did you get a group text about me?"]

>>3254569
>[Just enjoy the moment. "Yeah, it's nice…"]

Can't bear to ruin the moment.

>>3254620
Doesn't bow to punctuate every sentence.

>>3254620
no alcohol in the office and the doctor doesn't drink

>>3254620
The sick bastard unironically enjoys root beer?

>>3254569
>[Just enjoy the moment. "Yeah, it's nice…"]

>>3254569
>>[It was a very fancy afternoon… "'yuup. But next time, Ah'm pickin' what we do!"]

>[It was a very fancy afternoon… "'yuup. But next time, Ah'm pickin' what we do!"]

>>3254569
>>[It was a very fancy afternoon… "'yuup. But next time, Ah'm pickin' what we do!"]

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While panting in public would be incredibly embarrassing, you have no qualms on doing it in the private company of one of your best friends.

Besides, it'd be weird to be almost naked and sweating your seat off next to her if you were going to be self conscious about that.

That doesn't mean that your mind's at ease though.

The idea that your friend's perception and reactions to you might be influenced by that accursed text still gnaws at the back of your mind, suggesting all kind of dark ideas.

What if Momo is just being charitable with the dumb foreign cow girl? You don't have anything to offer that she couldn't easily get by herself.

You aren't even good company… Maybe keeping the farce is your best shot, certainly way better than it all coming down to how it was back home...

Or maybe it was completely dismissed, and you would be just casting doubt on a true friend.

Thinking about your afternoon at the spa so far, don't really wouldn't want to ruin the moment...

"Yeah, it's nice…" You answer, stomping down on all your doubts and insecurities, suppressing them for the time being, choosing to just enjoy the moment and commit it to memory.

>"Maybe I should give magazines more credit." Momo comments, leaning against the wall and looking at the ceiling, sweat rolling down her face.

"Whatcha talkin' bout, sugar?" You ask her, relaxing everything and letting your body slide against the wall, closing one eye.

>"Well…" She starts, seemingly thinking her words for a couple of seconds before deciding to not bother. "I would have come to a spa soon regardless of your company, but it no longer feels like a chore with you here."

"Come again?" You ask again, deciding to not give it much effort and just ask for clarification.

>"While relaxing and seemingly useful, I had always felt these treatments were also a waste of what little idle time I have." Momo explains, idly waving her hand around, making the steam swirl around her. "The magazines suggested sharing it with a friend and I do think it makes it feel like time well spent, even accounting for the mishap at the front desk."

You share a giggle over that.

"Ah was just 'bout to start 'splainin' that mah barn door don't swing that way!" You joke, chuckling.

>"Huh, I was sure you hadn't been on any relationships." She comments, souring your mood just a little bit.

"Yeah…" You agree, sighing at first before having a giggle at your own expense. "Ah guess this rusty barn door ain't swinging at all."

>"Look at it from this angle." Momo points out, calmly sighing. "Between the grueling schedule of U.A.'s Heroics Course, the studying and the personal training we'll need to do to keep up, no one will have time for such things."

"Ah guess…" You acknowledge her point, sighing as well and letting your worries and thoughts go the way of the steam. Far, far away.

There's not much to do on the sauna, but that's part of the charm.
All you do for the next hour is pretend to be slugs in the sauna for a couple minutes, then moving to the adjacent shower (in turns!) for a quick and disorienting cold shower before stumbling back to the sauna and repeating pretending to be an invertebrate again.

By the end of the sauna session you are feeling very similarly to how you felt when you ended your jog, but somehow softer.

If you had to explain it, you'd say that every muscle you can feel in your body feels like freshly washed sock, functional and strong as ever, but warm and cozy.

Not long after that, both of you are back at the front desk, fully clothed and carrying all of your belongings, which now include the complementary panties the spa gave you, with their branding in tiny print over your tailbone.

You are sure shirts would have been better publicity, but you keep your piehole shut about it.

>"As a couple and with today being wednesday, it'll be ¥55000." The woman behind the desk tells Momo, who takes the lead. "And please, tell your all your friends about our couples deal."

>"Actually, that was a mistake." Momo explains, matter-of-factly. "...I hadn't considered that meaning of the word, thinking it meant any pair of clients booking treatments together."

The woman just lets her smile falter a bit, looking down at the computer hiding behind the desk and tapping something.

>"...Well, taking out the couple's discount, but maintaining the weekday's one it's ¥34000 for each one of you." You hear the woman at the counter tell Momo.

>What do you do?

>[You were invited, you have nothing to say here.]
>[You can afford your half. Wouldn't leave you with much to shop with though. "Ah'll pay mine!"]
>[...That's a nice discount, actually. "Mah girl here's just bein' silly, ain't that right, darlin'?"]
>[Write in.]

>>3258092
>[Write in.] Make an offer to pay, but wait and see what she wants to do.
"How do you want to handle this, fearless leader? Ah'm willing to pay mah fair share, but its your show."

>>3258092
>>[...That's a nice discount, actually. "Mah girl here's just bein' silly, ain't that right, darlin'?"]
Knew it! More money is more money.

>>3258092
>>[...That's a nice discount, actually. "Mah girl here's just bein' silly, ain't that right, darlin'?"]

>>3258107
this

>>3258092
>>3258107
Support

>>3258092

this>>3258107

>>3258092
>Momo invites you out here, so maybe she’s buying? She did say to just relax earlier when talking about price.

>Just wait, and pay for yourself if she doesn’t.

>>3258092
>>[...That's a nice discount, actually. "Mah girl here's just bein' silly, ain't that right, darlin'?"]

>>3258092 #
>Momo invites you out here, so maybe she’s buying? She did say to just relax earlier when talking about price.

>Just wait, and pay for yourself if she doesn’t.

>>3258166
>>3258108
>>3258136
Just so y'all know, even with discount, this is the equivalent of $340 roughly. I doubt Momo expected us to have that much on us.

>>3258182
That means we'd be costing her $130 dollars more than necessary. Friends don't let friends waste money.

>>3258178
This seems okay. Let her take charge and follow her lead. It sucks if she wants us to shell out that money but really the experience was worth it.

>>3258092
Seconding
>>3258107

>>3258092
I’ll change to:

>“Hey Momo, Ah’m not sure what the social etiquette is, are you treating me since you chose the place or are we splitting the bill?”

>>3256350
It's insidious!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6VhSm6G7cVk

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You aren't sure of what the current rates between the dollar and yen are, using the fairly stable yet not quite precise rate of ¥1 being equal to ¢1.

And that…

Well, that feels like a lot of money. Most of your money, really.

If you were to pay your share, you would need to forget about any shopping more expensive than a box of Pokky.

The capitalist in you thrashes at the idea, even making you consider the idea of pretending to play for the other team. You quickly dismiss it though, opting for a far more rational (and less embarrassing) response.

"How do you want to handle this, oh fearless leader? Ah'm willing to pay mah fair share, but it's your show." You tell Momo, pulling your wallet out of your pocket but not opening yet.

>"Oh." She lets out, surprised. "No need for that, it's my treat."

"'kay." You reply, watching her turn back to the woman behind the counter.

>"Charge it to the card, please." She tells her, confirming it after a minute with her fingerprint.

As you exit the building, looking over the busy streets of Shibuya, you have to admit that after your birthday party and today, you are starting to like what the big city has to offer.

>"I didn't expect you to offer, but it's nice to see it. You wouldn't believe how often people just expect me to pay for them." Momo comments as she leads you through the unknown streets, stopping at a red light and taking the chance to point at a large building at the other side of the street. "However, you need your money for this!... You can see recognize it, right?"

"Is that a mall or somethin'?" You ask her, glaring at the building.

It does look like a mall, maybe two. A large building with a single and elegant ads stripe, and two large gates.

If it weren't for the large amount of teenagers entering and exiting holding colored bags and snacks, you doubt you would have recognized it as such.

>"Indeed!" Momo assures you with a sharp nod. "Let's browse what they have, shall we? This will be the first time I can pick clothes for someone else!"

>What do you do?

>[Eh. "Ah guess Ah can use a new get up. Lead the way, sugar!"]
>[Hey, it's cowboy chic or nothing! "How 'bout we skip the clothes part of it all and go for actually useful stuff?"]
>[Hard pass. "Ah'm kinda tired… Mind if Ah skip home?"]
>[Write in.]

>>3260426
>[Eh. "Ah guess Ah can use a new get up. Lead the way, sugar!"]

>>3260426
>>[Eh. "Ah guess Ah can use a new get up. Lead the way, sugar!"]

>>3260426
>[Eh. "Ah guess Ah can use a new get up. Lead the way, sugar!"]
>[Write in.]
"Long as I get to pick clothes for you too sugah"

>>3260426
>>[Eh. "Ah guess Ah can use a new get up. Lead the way, sugar!"]
Fashion.

>>3260426
Seconding
>>3260431

>>3260426
>>[Eh. "Ah guess Ah can use a new get up. Lead the way, sugar!"]

>>3260426
change >>3260429
to support>>3260431

>>3260426
>>[Eh. "Ah guess Ah can use a new get up. Lead the way, sugar!"]

>>3260426
>>[Eh. "Ah guess Ah can use a new get up. Lead the way, sugar!"]

>>3260426
>>3260431
Supp

>>3260426
>>3260431
I'll support this.

>>3260426
>>3260431
Gets my support

Denim overalls and a straw hat