Okay, this chapter is supposed to be for comedic relief in an otherwise dramatic and full of tension story
I'm feeling pretty mad at Yuuka today. Reimu isn't but I am. Last night, I insisted I do not need a bath but she gave me one anyway. When I argued against it and shouted at her, Yuuka's response was, "Don't you dare shout at me! If you do that again, I shall give you quite a spanking and, besides, if only you could see, you would notice it has likely been along while since you were clean." She took me by the wrist and, with Reimu in one arm, we went back to her house. I could just feel the heat of the bathwater radiating and the dreaded smell of her remaining bit of perfumed soap. After removing our clothes, *SPLASH!*, into the water we went. Reimu was giggling but I wasn't. She scrubbed us from head to toe, dried us, and slapped us into what would be our pajamas and underclothes. "It's late children, time for bed." she said.
I still cannot rid myself of that dreaded smell of spicy wildflowers. Again, Reimu didn't seem to mind, being that she was always saying, "Reimu smell pretty!"
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My hair, oh,
it is falling out, oh, it is,
it really is!
