Miyazaki Town

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In every major burg, there is a section of town devoted entirely to a certain demographic group. Some are even famous for their displays, such as San Francisco is for it's Chinatown, or New Orleans for it's French Quarter. And Marina is no exception from this, especially for being located in a place as weird, wild and wonderfully varied as Underhill.

Such venues as Valhallasburg "BEST BEER AND WENCHING IN TOWN", Little Chernobyl "Come for the borscht, leave with a healthy glow!", Bally!kill "OCH! BEST HAGGIS IN TOWN..." and last but not in anyway the least... Miyazaki Town. With two tourists slowly walking down the empty streets in the afternoon sun.

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For that matter, Dot peers out to see what Bob is staring at.

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She's given it enough time. Unfortunately before a witty-reply is made, the cat-bus drops back down to street level and begins bounding around....is that a walking slime with a wooden bucket for a hat?

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And what's up with the herd of giant boars covered in mud?

Finally, the cat bounds to a stop and the door -thhhip-s open to reveal a wooden bridge with a tall red building on the other side.

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"Mountain Hag Bathhouse...." Meows the cat as the two sprites step off and across the bridge, amid dozens of other bath-goers. The closer they get, the more the building seems to loom over them. Upclose the entire place is huge...

"Welcome! Welcome, welcome to our baths!" Singsong the various ladies (some of them look very...insectlike) greeting the people at the door.

"Have to say this..the service here is top notch."

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"Sure seems to be popular with the locals," Bob remarks. He's staring as much at the other patrons as at the architecture of the building itself. These people make the welcoming committee from before look positively mundane by comparison.

Just inside the door is a wide foyer lined with elaborately painted screens. A fat little man with a wide, flat face waddles up to them and bows. "Welcome, welcome! What is your bathing pleasure for today?"

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...Yeh, that half-naked radishman is hard not to stare at.

"What do you have in the way of cold baths?" Dot says to fat little man, smiling. "The colder the better!"

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Half-naked? Try 95% naked. At least.

"Ah, then you will want our Yuki-onna Glacial Soak Special!" says the little man with a knowing nod. "The finest arctic meltwater, in a room carved from the heart of an iceberg. A very rare treat indeed!"

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"OoooOOooh."

Bob, you are so getting nudged a bit, while Dot goes through her kimono band to take out the energy credits. Laini did finally get back with the exchange rate on them.

"Will this be enough to pay for the both of us?"

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The little man's eyes bulge. More so than before.

"...that will be suitable, yes," he says after a moment's boggling. "If you will kindly remove your shoes, I will escort you to your bath directly."

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"Ofcourse..." And being a sprite, it's very easy to remove one's shoes. Just a click of the icon aaaand...tada.


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Minutes later, and after some fussing on the part of the husband. "Look, she's my wife, she's pregnant, and you've only got one ice-room. I'm staying with her. Thank you." They are getting some higher-quality treatment than expected.

Never thought they'd be getting massages from the same girl at the same time.

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"I take back anything bad I might have said about coming here," murmurs Bob. "MmmmmMMMMmmm..."

That was the kind of moan that Dot has only previously heard from Bob in bed.

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Bob isn't getting a verbal response, just a raised eyebrow as Dot lifts up her head to look at him.

Memo to self, take some massage classes if they offer them.

"I think we may have to come here again sometime..."

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"No argument here," says Bob vehemently without looking up or even opening his eyes.

The sudden commotion at the far end of the hall, however, does make him look up.

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It also causes Dot and their eight-armed massuesse to look up as well. There seems to be a great deal of shouting, almost chanting before it drops off in a sudden shout and a heavy silence.

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For all of five seconds. Then a distant rumble sounds off through the bathhouse, soon followed by joyous laughter as something as huge as any river explodes out of a bathbooth in the farthest corner and zooms around the cavernous ceiling.

"...better ask what -that- guy had in his bath."

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And Bob bursts into a gale of laughter.

Yeah. They'll definitely be vacationing in Underhill again.