"Wabizuke-kun? Please don't act so down in the dumps. It seems everyone around here is saddened in the deepest parts of their souls." The silver-blue-haired cat girl sighed as she leaned over the much taller, but sitting, Wabizuke, pouring water over his emaciated body. He merely sighed in reply, to which she sighed back theatrically and moved on to Ruri'iro Kujaku, who wrapped an arm around her waist and patted her behind.
"Hello, pretty lady. What have you got there?" He grinned as he asked, to which the cat girl, named Kirineko, promptly dumped half of her water bucket over his blue hair. Undiscouraged still, Ruri'iro grinned in the direction of the busty cat-girl. "Love you, Kirineko!" He shouted with a laugh. The object of his affections turned up her nose at him and moved on to their master, the great Muramasa. He was surely the most powerful of them all, and undoubtedly the most pained.
"Muramasa-San?" She asked timidly. "Muramasa-San, I've brought water and a cloth. Would you like me to pour water over you to cool you off, or perhaps clean and heal your wounds?" Muramasa gave a small, sad grin at Kirineko's proposition.
"You can't fix me, Kirineko-Chan. But some water would be nice." She blushed at his calling her 'chan', something he only called her. The rest of them he called merely 'san'. He honored her with his choice of terms. The pretty girl then flushed a deeper color as Muramasa discarded his fancy outfit, leaving his chest bare for her to cleanse.
Kirineko set to work immediately, gently pouring her water over his tired muscles and even rubbing them with her cloth to ease the tension and pain she knew he had. He tried to mask it, but they all knew that Muramasa was sick, ailing in some unknown way. Her face was sad as she worked her hands into his physical pains. She knew she could not reach the emotional ones.
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