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"To take a dip, why else? It's communal, you know."
"T-That's not-"
She tried to protest but her complaints were quickly drowned out by two new voices that arrived.
"Ooooooh! You got it up already? SWEET!"
Kaya and Ena wasted no time disrobing and climbing in themselves, which further added to the poor girl's shock.
"B-B-B-But aren't you siblings?!"
"Yea. And?"
Kaya looked at Jet and got only a shrug from him. Neither knew what her problem was. Neither did Ena.
"YOU'RE NAKED!"
"You're looking far too red, miss. If you can't take it, there are buckets of cold water there. It also promotes health by improving your circulation and it does wonders to your skin!"
"No! You're not doing this! I'm not the weird one here! You are!"
The three simply shrugged. Shared baths are a part of Realm culture, as they help with relaxation and the establishment or reinforcement of bonds between individuals. To them it was natural. Eruka however wanted to have none of it. She tried to leave but then realized she'd need to get out of the water to do so and expose herself further. She ended up staying in the water with the three of them and did indeed overheat by the end of it. Jet sighed and decided to take her back home to be safe.
After carrying the poor girl home Jet was confronted by someone who was seemingly waiting for him just outside Erukas abode.
"Can I help you?"
He looked at the shepherd boy.
"Yeah. You can get the fuck out of this town first thing tomorrow."
"Now why would I do that?"
"You outsiders haven't been here for a week and you're already summoning demons and building stuff all over the place. Now I saw you carrying her while she was unconscious. It's clear for everyone to see that you're nothing but trouble! You can either fuck off or start keeping to yourself and being normal. Otherwise we're going to have problems."
Jet couldn't help but let out a fiendish grin. Normally it takes some effort to discern the true motives of a person that hide beneath the layers of lies that people sometimes tell even themselves. But there was an unmistakable, sweet scent in the air that was more important to Jet than food or water. One he couldn't mistake for anything else. Envy. The boy was jealous of him. But why? Well that was obvious. He did not give an ounce of shit when Jet was building things before, nor was he part of the lynch mob that tried to kill Gagarel. No, it's something much simpler. The girl.
He stepped forth, with his pearly whites practically glowing and he put a hand on the boy's shoulder, who physically recoiled from this.
>”You know what? I’ll let you have this one.”
>”As you wish. Now try telling her to do the same. See what happens.”
>”Make me”
>Custom
