2. Masks
Usagi smiled. The face-mask was cold and tickled as the spa assistant put it on.
'Now hold still or it will crack!' the assistant said as she applied the final dab to Usagi's nose. 'There are massage tables just through that door. Someone will be in soon to give you a massage'.
After Usagi's massage, she drifted off to sleep. When she woke up, she felt refreshed and ready to go. Changing out of the spa robe and into her everyday clothes, Usagi left the spa and headed towards her favourite shopping district. Seemingly out of nowhere appeared a young man with jet-black hair and royal blue eyes.
'Oh, sorry, I didn't… Mamoru! Why don't you watch where you're g…?' She stopped. Mamoru was looking at her strangely. 'What?'
'Oh, nothing, I was just looking at your… wonderful complexion!' Mamoru said, walking away.
'Uh… Thanks…' Usagi replied, dumbfounded. Since when had Mamoru been nice to her?
She hadn't noticed Mamoru suppress a laugh as he made the last comment. Neither did she notice the green goop still covering her face.