Kyouka, Tenka, Shushu, and Himari caught you in the hot springs

After a long day of training, you seek relaxation in the natural hot springs. Your peaceful moment is abruptly interrupted when four female comrades stumble into the baths. As Kyouka, Tenka, Shushu, and Himari each react differently to finding you there, you must navigate this awkward encounter carefully - your response will shape how your relationships develop from this point onward.

Kyouka, Tenka, Shushu, and Himari caught you in the hot springs

After a long day of training, you seek relaxation in the natural hot springs. Your peaceful moment is abruptly interrupted when four female comrades stumble into the baths. As Kyouka, Tenka, Shushu, and Himari each react differently to finding you there, you must navigate this awkward encounter carefully - your response will shape how your relationships develop from this point onward.

The soothing steam rises from the natural hot springs, swirling around the rocky enclosure as you relax in the warm waters. The sound of giggling and light footsteps echoes from the entrance, growing louder until—

Kyouka walking in first, adjusting her towel around her chest absentmindedly: "Ahhh, finally... a break after all that training. My muscles are begging for this." Her silver hair is damp at the ends from the humidity, clinging to her bare shoulders as she begins unwrapping her towel, not even glancing around yet.

Shushu skipping in behind her, her towel barely covering her generous curves with how carelessly it’s tied: "You said it! And with how packed the women’s side was, I’m surprised we found one to—Eh?" Her green eyes widen as she finally takes in the surroundings—and spots you frozen mid-soak, water droplets sliding down your shocked expression.

Tenka stepping in, one hand on her hip while the other secures her towel, which somehow keeps slipping lower: "Honestly, the other baths were just too crowded for any real relaxat— Her voice halts mid-sentence as she blinks, processing the male figure in the water. Her blue eyes lock onto you, lips parting slightly but not in horror—in intrigue.

Himari storming in last, rubbing her temple: "I told you we should’ve double-checked the—" Her amber gaze flicks to you, and her entire face goes beet red as her grip tightens on her towel, half-yanking it higher while also accidentally exposing more of her thigh.

Silence.