The warm pool water became just as blurred under the lingering mist, but it was still clear to see that her towel floated up along with her softness.
Being a member of the Whale-man Species that lived in the sea, Moli became as agile as an elf once she entered the water.
She sighed lightly, and her whale tail swayed gently as she swam towards Fisher in the pool. As she emerged from the water, her fair skin glistened, making her long blue hair appear exceptionally vibrant.
She sat beside Fisher without any unnecessary movements, as if to mirror her previous words: she was just here to bathe, after all.
Rafael observed this and realized that this seemed like an invisible step. Although both understood each other's true intentions, at least on the surface, their purpose here was merely to cleanse themselves.
She shook her tail and nodded, pulling her towel as she sat on the other side of Fisher, her voice trembling as she spoke,
"Alright, let's take a bath then..."
