Despite a few hiccups (which never really bothered him much anyway), yesterday's entire rose escapade had been wildly successful in Shunsui's opinion, and he still had so many more, which he suspected might come in handy still in the next few days, assumming they didn't start wilting away too quickly. He still had one tucked behind his ear, but, of course, he'd eschewed his hat and haori and his robes and his swords (but not his sake!) for the onsen, and gratefully so, as he let out a deep, pleased sigh as he sunk into the water, resting his arms on the edge behind him. Closed his eyes. Soaked it all in. Flirted with the suggestion of a nap that hit almost immediately, and chuckled a little to himself. He'd done a lot yesterday. Helped out a friend in a dire situation and brightened up the day of several beautiful ladies (some of them more handwaved than others) and had his own evening brightened significantly by one of those ladies in return, and so he deserved this. He'd earned it.

It would be a good soak. And, as he'd said the other day, if Octavia-chan were to join him (or anyone else, for that matter), then that would only make it that much better.

And little did he know, just how grateful he'd be later on that he'd actually taken some time to relax before all hell came crashing down on him...

[[ you know I'm a sucker for a good onsen post. and the fact that this boyo hasn't even had one yet is a damn crime. IT'S OPEN Y'ALL. ]]