The Onsen, Wednesday afternoon

[1000yearstoolate]

There were some pesky plants around, and after spending most of the day trying to stop Issa from chasing them (who knew if they were poisonous) while trying to watch an entertainment, Seivarden had decided to go to the Onsen. This was a perfect day for a bath, and when she entered, she had the pool all to herself. Slipping into the water, she closed her eyes, ignoring the plants hanging from the ceiling.

[open, for mistletoe silliness or otherwise]

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[battlewithstyle]

"Oh," Mitsutada said, because suddenly this was a thing that was actually happening and goodness it was warm in here. He blushed a bit and looked down at the water. "Well, for our combined safety, then."

And so, he raised his head and went in for a gentle kiss.

[1000yearstoolate]

This plant thing didn't seem too bad now, and as she kissed Mitsutada back, she felt the mistletoe loosen its grip. She wouldn't really have minded kissing him in the first place, had the opportunity arisen, at least not if she didn't think too much about that he was really a sword.

Pulling back, she said: "I think that worked."

[battlewithstyle]

"Thank goodness," Mitsutada said, pulling away just a bit. "What sacrifices we make for the whims of this strange island." He chuckled, nervously. "Thank you for helping indulge the strange flora."

[1000yearstoolate]

"My pleasure." Seivarden couldn't help offering a tiny smirk as she leaned back against the pool edge

[battlewithstyle]

"Oh, well, thank you," Mitsutada said, blushing something fierce. "I am glad it wasn't horrible for you. Other than the plants, of course."

Boy this onsen was hotter than normal, surely? Mitsutada felt awfully extra warm.

[1000yearstoolate]

Seivarden hadn't really expected Mitsutada to be the blushing kind, but it was rather adorable.

"Why would it be horrible?" she asked.