For one reason or another, it was fact that the huts beneath the city’s surface possessed no proper bathing facilities of their own. And, while Tamamo was a Servant, she still existed physically. It was only natural that her body (perfect as she claimed) would fall victim to dirt and poor odor were she to leave it long enough. Which was fine, since there was something soothing about taking a bath.
It was with great luck that she ultimately found a public bathing facility on the upper levels that night. In fact, despite it’s luxurious interior it was practically a ghost town since it was so late. But the spirit didn’t mind, stripping down into her birthday suit before entering the main bathing area with only a pure white towel in tow.
She got into the main bath first. It was warm, relaxing, her skin felt so good. But the sudden sound of the door opening caught her attention. Or rather, the lack of footsteps accompanying it. Thing became clear when the image of another woman came to light, however, her absence of feet essentially explaining everything.
“Hm? Lovely evening for a bath, isn’t it?” Tamamo asked, gesturing to the spot beside her. Maybe with a ghost here, things would be a little more fun.
[☁] Public bathing would cross the ghost's mind as an entertaining idea until her eyes wandered below to remind herself just why it wasn't entertaining at all. Her legs, indeed, one of the biggest sources of her insecurity, were to no doubt attract the attention of anyone with a working eye or two.
Still, the desire to go had only grown for days to come, so Tojiko concocted a fool-proof plan that would allow her the satisfaction without being seen. Slipping through the night and into the doors of the public bath, she breathes a sigh of relief to find it totally barr--
Face flushing furiously in an instant, Tojiko pulls the towels she carried in with her tightly in shock. Someone was here -- someone saw her! Someone's talking to her!?
"Wh-wh-- I-- ah?...” She hated to be caught off-guard, embarrassment more from this than being seen. “Hmph! I was a-a-actually just on my way leaving!" Her own stutters frustrated her further, absolutely despising to be caught by surprise by a stranger. It didn’t help that they were sporting a pair of flufftastic ears and tail.
“What are you doing here? Y-Young women shouldn’t be out so late at night, you know...!”
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