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The Onsen; Saturday Afternoon [11/09].

Day Two had been quite a bit more eventful than Day One in Shunsui's absrud little onsen notion, so he was interested to see what Day Three would bring him, other than perhaps a few questioning looks from the staff that had realized he had, indeed, been there three days in a row. But now he had something to look forward to on Day Four, when those looks were likely to get even a little more baffled and maybe even a little concerned.

It was, however, at this point, lowering himself into the water again and getting comfortable with his sake jug and its little cups close at hand, that he realized he didn't actually know when Octavia-chan's appointment for her tattoo even was. For all he knew, he could be doing this for a while. But, as far as Big Stupid Gestures went, this was incredibly simple and effortless, which made it the best kind of Big Stupid Gesture, as far as he was concerned.

Now, if only he could think of a situation where he could make the promise to just do nothing but sleep for a week...

Ahh, but a man could dream! And this man was likely to be doing just that in a short while after getting wonderfully comfortable and relaxed.

And he never did bother messaging Apu-san back. If whatever it was at the store was still an issue, Janet-chan seemed a very capable girl, it would be good for her to have the experience...

[[ yes, he just lives in the onsen now. and it's very much open ]]

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Duke had actually recommended this place to someone else, but this was still the first time he'd come.

He was not at all surprised to see Shunsui already there. And not just because radio had reported him here the last two days in a row.

"Hey man," he greeted. "You look . . . extremely comfortable."

Shunsui would remain looking extremely comfortable, too, in his easy sprawl, his arms draped over the wall behind him, eyes closed, one hand loosely curled around a cup of sake. The only indication at first that he'd even noticed Duke was there, much less that he'd spoken, was the slow widening of his lazy grin in acknowledgement.

"I should hope so ♥," he eventually drawled. "That's the whole point ♥. And I have had far too much practice at this to bring anything but extremely comfortable' to the table ♥."

"So I've heard." Duke lowered himself into the water with a happy sigh. "This is, what, your third day here? What's the occasion?"

"Does one need an occasion for the pursuit of serenity ♥?" Shunsui said blithely, with a bemused chuckle a faint wave of his hand.

Granted, he did have an occasion for his particular diligence in this pursuit this week, but, well...

"For three days running?" Duke said. "I mean, yeah, kinda. For most people, anyway."

Shunsui was pretty clearly not 'most people', though.

"Practice makes perfect ♥?" Shunsui suggested.

Honestly, that explaination probably made much more sense than the real reason.

Shunsui finally moved to sip from his cup, then took a moment to refill it, and then tilted both his head and the jug Duke's way.

"A little sake with your soak, Duke ♥?"

Duke huffed a small laugh. "Sure thing, Shunsui. Sounds nice."

"It definitely enhances the experience significantly," Shunsui assured him, pouring carefully and moving to hand the small cup over. "Trust me; I am an expert ♥."

"Yeah, you're also a dead guy, so. . . ." Duke accepted the cup with a small bow. "A generous, layabout lush of a dead guy. Domo argato, Shunsui-san. Kanpai."

"Dō itashimashite, Duke-san," Shunsui easily replied with a faint grin, bobbing his head and lifting his own cup. "Kanpai ♥."

And after he took his sip, he let out a small, grateful sigh before sinking just a little bit lower into the water and just savoring the very nice moment before continuing.

"And though I don't see what my mortal state has to do with the matter," he drawled, before his grin gained a certain quirk of pride, "you are not wrong on any of those accounts ♥. Do you know much Japanese, Duke-san?"

Shunsui usually didn't' care to be so formal, but it amused him in this context at least.

"Enough to get by," Duke said. "Basic pleasantries, directions. . . . How to recognize if your business partner's decided to stab you in the back. Those sorts of things."

"Ah, and here I assume the knife in your shoulder would be a good indication," Shunsui grinned, "though I suppose it is nice to have a bit of a warning, neh ♥? I hope you're not too familiar with that one, Duke-san."

Who was probably now stuck with the honorific; it was starting to grow on Shunsui a bit.

He didn't mind. It went well with Octavia dubbing him "Duke kom Floukru".

"More familiar than anyone should have to be, Shunsui-san. But then, mine is a dangerous business."

"Ara~," Shunsui sighed, a big, dramatic regretful sort of sigh, as if the words 'dangerous business' seemed a particular hardship that no one should have to endure, as if he himself wasn't in the business of fighting Soul-eating monsters and defending the whole underworld of his universe.

And, at times, it definitely seemed as though it wasn't his job, much to his other Shinigami's frustration.

"But at least you're probably never bored..."

Sounding very much like he'd gladly take bored over danger any day of the week.

"A little boredom can be nice," Duke said. "But danger does pay the bills."

And then some. Duke had rather a sizable nestegg tucked away.

"I suppose there is that ♥," drawled the man who'd never once in his afterlife had to worry about money to settle a bill, which, if you considered some of the bar tabs he could rack up, was saying quite a lot. "Hopefully a bit less danger in your classroom? You do teach at the school, isn't that right?"

"I do. And let me tell you, the Danger Shop does not live up to its name."

Shunsui let out a small breath of a laugh. "Quite the opposite, if I remember correctly, and that being the entire point ♥," he mused, tilting his head thoughtfully after a small sip. "I've actually been thinking of getting back into teaching, myself...♥."

Entirely because of the school trip, of course, but there were surely at least a few other teachers on the faculty with less...academic reasons for teaching as well...

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"Oh yeah? What do you teach?"

Shunsui's grin widened a little as his took a brief but incredibly mental trip back down memory lane.

"Ahhh, I dabbled a bit in the arts, of course ♥," he said, shrugging a shoulder, dancing a hand in the air as he listed off his chosen specialties. "The Art of Creative Writing, the Art of Pacifism, and the Art(s)," yes, he...somehow managed to pronouce the parenthesis there, but the man also spoke in hearts, in his linguistics, he was quite cunning ♥, "of War and Peace ♥. That last one I'll have to pester Ghani-chan about if I were to revisit it, though pestering her about anything is always a particular joy ♥. Have you met her? Brilliant woman, and that's only the beginning of her charms ♥."

"Don't think I have yet, no. How'd the art of pacifism go around here? Seems to me like people are pretty gung-ho to fight."

Seriously, so many people had gone out to fight the clowns. On purpose.

"It was a long time ago ♥," Shunsui admitted with a bit of a chuckle. "The details are all a bit fuzzy about that one, but I do remember it at least leading to some very interesting discussions....a bit of a mere thought exercise for most of my little duckling, since I'm sure I convinced absolutely none of them to stop being so eager to rush out and punch things. But I hope I at least gave them a bit of a considerate pause before they did ♥."

His non-sake hand reached up to rub his chin a bit thoughtfully. "You know," he mused, "I was leaning more toward picking up the creative writing class again," because it was easier and it fit with his whole here to write a new novel bit, "but maybe it would be time to bring a little pacifism back to Fandom...."

There was a whole class where they just punched things each week, after all. It would help provide a little...balance.

"Best of luck to you there," Duke said. "I'm wondering if it's worth trying to devote even one class to zen, myself."

Admittedly, it didn't exactly mesh with the whole 'pirate' theme of his course.

"Oh," said Shunsui, his smile going a little soft, "it's always worth it, Duke-san, even if you only manage to convince one student, and even if only for that one day, or even just that one hour....it's always worth it ♥."

Or maybe he was just suddenly feeling a bit nostalgic ~~from toooootally reading old ass threads, omg~~.

"Maybe I'll give it a shot, then. I'm starting to run low on pirate-themed ideas."

Sea shanties. He was primarily down to just sea shanties left. Or possibly just attacking a fake East India Company vessel.

Sure, sure, she had a shop and orders to figure out what with the winter holidays coming around but... eh. She was feeling a bit mopey since Zack had left and, yet, at the same time relieved which also wasn't really conductive to focusing on her work, so...

"I hear this is a busy place these days," she said playfully, dipping one foot into the water before stepping in gracefully. Her long, long hair was braided up around her head in a crown.

Bliss. Hot water was such a wonderful thing. Especially with her least favourite time of the year approaching.

There'd been a crisis at his own store that Shunsui was still completely unaware of. He was hardly one to think disparigingly over anyone avoiding their work; it fact, he would passionately applaud them for the effort.

Especially when that person happened to be a beautiful woman.

"Hot water, relaxation, sake, and beautiful people free from the restriction of clothing ♥," Shunsui noted, cracking open an eye, which was followed by the other. "What's not to love ♥?"

"Those things are pretty good arguments for bein' here, I agree. There was a party here that went terribly wrong back in the summer," Iris said, smiling. "But it ain't as if avoidin' this is goin' to keep other weird things from happnin' 'round 'bout here."

"That just sounds as though we have to make sure to enjoy it while we can, if you ask me ♥," Shunsui mused, returning the smile easily. "But this is my third day here in a row, and nothing terrible has happened yet, so we may just be in the clear ♥."

He reached for his jug of sake and one of the many cups for such an occasion, close enough that he barely had to strain.

"Would you care for some sake, my dear ♥?"

"Can't say no to an offer like that," she said cheerfully. "I'd love some, thanks! Can't say I disagree with your philosophy either, right 'bout now, since if nothin' has happened... why borrow trouble?"

"Ahhhh, so she's as smart as she is beautiful ♥!" Shunsui remarked with a truly indulgant sort of smile as he carefully poured the sake into one of his little cups.

"Which only causes one to wonder..." And with the question, he handed the cup over to her, "does she also have a name ♥?"

"I have several names," Iris said, taking that cup with another smile. "But you may call me Iris."

"Iris ♥," Shunsui repeated the name appreciatively, approvingly. "I should have known, a beautiful name for such a lovely lady ♥. You may call me Shunsui, Iris-chan, or...you may call me whenever you'd like ♥."

She laughed.

"It been a while since I were called with a '-chan'," she said, though she didn't mind. "Ne, Shu-kun?"

Hey, he'd said to call him anything she wanted!

Ah, he'd said whenever, but whatever worked just as well, and Shunsui couldn't help laughing with amusement, especially since he could hardly comment anymore about it being a while since anyone called him with a -kun.

"Are you familiar with Japanese, then, Iris-chan ♥?" he asked. "Ara ara, but aren't you already filled with delightful surprises ♥?"

"I am Japanese," she said, sipping at her sake. "Though not from this world."

And she didn't look anything like Japanese from this world looked, even if someone ignored the fact that her eyes lacked pupils.

And that might have been something Shunsui would have a comment on, if it weren't for the fact that people like Rangiku Matsumoto existed.

Oh, anime.

"Ahhh, then it looks like you and I have something in common, Iris-chan ♥," Shunsui noted, looking terribly pleased with this fact. "I, too, am Japanese, but not quite this world ♥."

...not quite at all, Shunsui. But okay.

"Not quite from this world?" she wondered. "From a world like this one, then?"

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