Note: Quite off of my schedule, The shower scene was a hard idea to think about and I had a lot of fun creating the New Book.
Now, onto the story:
10:25 A.M.
Bathhouse Entrance
Mississippi had now arrived at the main door to the bathhouse with his handy map.
"Alright, now to check."
Mississippi lightly knocked on the door.
Nothing.
He banged on the door a couple of times.
Nothing.
"Anyone in there!?"
Mississippi yelled.
Nothing.
"Should be clear."
Opening the door, he saw that the door led him into another hall with an arched doorway on each end.
"Wonder which one has the shower."
Mississippi heads to the one on his left.
Once he turns the corner, he finds a line of boxes in cubbies lining the right wall with 2 pillars, in the middle, holding wooden seats that encircle both pillars. Beyond the pillars, is a door.
Mississippi laid his suitcase down and opened it to take his shower bag out and put the map in it.
"Alright, now to put the note on the door."
"But first,"
He closed the suitcase and moved to the middle of the cubbies.
He then, with success, banged his suitcase into the basket before walking down the hall again and, opening the door, stuck on the slip with his two scythes.
Walking back, he checked the other side to make sure nobody was there before walking to the left side.
Mississippi reached his basket, sat down on one of the wooden seats facing the other pillar, and started trying to get his boots off.
A couple of minutes passed as he was having a hard time removing his boots.
"Come on, It ain't no mistake that I slid these on too hard back then, But come the hell on!"
Finally, he gets a boot off.
"Jesus, why are these so hard to slip off?"
He got the other boot off with ease.
"Now why was that so hard."
What Mississippi didn't know, was that it was called foreshadowing.
He tossed his boots below his cubie before lifting his head up to see a small table with towels stacked on top of it.
"Gonna need that."
He grabbed a towel before undressing and putting his clothing in his cubie.
Once Mississippi had done that, he grabbed his shower bag and made it to the door.
"Wonder if it's like those hot springs in Iceland."
Mississippi slid the door open and walked inside before closing the door behind him.
No Picture. I'm sorry, But I'm not risking a take-down of this chapter. Just go to 15:28 on episode 6 of the Anime W/O the girls in there. He ain't a pervert.
Not like that's foreshadowing anyone in particular.
Mississippi was a bit surprised by the internals of the bathhouse.

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