This Ascent to Divinity is Lewder than Expected (A Futa LitRPG)

3.19 Meeting Maddy

Waking up next to Rosalie made it hard to keep her conviction, but Zoey somehow managed to.

As last night, Zoey took her shower alone. The thick black ink below her stomach had mostly washed away. It turned out that while the magical item's markings were aggravatingly difficult to get off her skin, it wasn't impossible. Though Zoey wondered whether it was her scrubbing efforts or if time—a cooldown—had softened the ink. It hadn't budged in the slightest the first night, so Zoey suspected the ink weakened each successive day. Either way, the last dredges of the markings washed away, and Zoey was left with clean skin. She suspected Rosalie and Delta would likewise be able to get theirs off.

Zoey knocked on Delta's door, but either she was a deep sleeper, or she'd set off for the day ... Zoey suspected the first. So Zoey and Rosalie shared a breakfast down at the Guild's restaurant sans their third party member.

With some instructions from Rosalie, Zoey made her way to the Oasis, the casual title for the mage's training hall. She sat on a bench and leaned against the wall, cracking open her alchemy textbook.

Surprisingly, the material had been riveting so far. Though written in a dry, academic way, the exact sort of reading that Zoey hadn't been able to suffer through in her past life—was that too dramatic? She hadn't died, only been teleported, so it wasn't a 'past life'—but considering the sheer relevance of alchemy, and the intriguing dissimilarity to anything back home, Zoey found herself working through the dense text much easier than she'd expected. Next time she met up with Sabina, Zoey thought she'd be ready for a brew.

That'd probably be tomorrow. She had a busy day today. After training with Maddy, Zoey intended to set out into Treyhull and formalize her date plans with Rosalie, as well as run a few errands. She'd already decided she'd be keeping things relaxed and low key—so hard-to-get reservations or whatever wouldn't be needed, and were impossible for Zoey to arrange anyway—but she still ought to have a clear itinerary. A visit to the park, and a picnic, was the definite event she wanted, but she needed to pick out which park, and a nice place to set up.

Another event or two would be ideal, too. Did they have ice cream in this world? The thought demonstrated a problem—Zoey was at a disadvantage. How was she supposed to plan a date in an alien world? She'd need to talk to someone and get advice, ideas. Delta, maybe, if she was in her room when Zoey got back.

Maybe Maddy?

It would give the two of them something to talk about. As a potential fourth party member, Zoey didn't want to keep their training session today strictly professional. She wanted casual topics too, where she could get to know Maddy. Though Zoey wouldn't be neglecting her true purpose of this event, learning the basics of magic. But as teammates, she wanted to get a feel for Maddy.

Er, not in that way.

Though ... that would happen too, if they did group up. But better to keep those thoughts reined in until Maddy decided to join them. If she decided to.

Besides planning for the date, Zoey needed to go shopping. Nice clothes, a pair of shoes, make-up. The clothing Rosalie had helped her pick out was strictly utilitarian ... not exactly what Zoey wanted to wear on their date.

What would Rosalie want to see her in? A dress and heels? That would be too formal considering her plans. Tank top and jeans? A skirt? Button up and slacks? Maybe she should've talked to Rosalie in more explicit detail about this—she might expect the event to be formal. Which would be fine, but maybe too unwieldy for an evening at the park.

Zoey would get a few outfits to cover her bases, to be safe.

Somebody slid onto the bench next to her. "Lost in thought?" a cheerful voice asked. "Pretty sure you're supposed to look at the pages, not above them."