[ True to her word, Mitsuru is as punctual as ever and at the bath house within the hour. De-clothed, wrapped in a towel and perhaps feeling just a little jittery with nervous excitement, she still enters the main looking as regal as one can possibly can be while nearly nude. The little flush on her cheeks betrays her inner feelings somewhat as she scans the vast space for a sight of the beautiful woman she's here to meet.
That baths are as empty of anyone else as she promised they would be and she's holding a small, rectangular box in one elegant hand. ]
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[ True to her word, Mitsuru is as punctual as ever and at the bath house within the hour. De-clothed, wrapped in a towel and perhaps feeling just a little jittery with nervous excitement, she still enters the main looking as regal as one can possibly can be while nearly nude. The little flush on her cheeks betrays her inner feelings somewhat as she scans the vast space for a sight of the beautiful woman she's here to meet.
That baths are as empty of anyone else as she promised they would be and she's holding a small, rectangular box in one elegant hand. ]