Kagome Bath Novels & Stories

The sink itself was made of smooth ceramic and had a sturdy wooden cabinet beneath it, which would probably be for storage, and there were also a few neatly folded towels that Kira spotted on a small shelf nearby. There was a bathtub with a curved shape that was beautifully designed and looked perfect for soaking. It had a faucet with both hot and cold water, which Lythari explained briefly, and a few bottles of bath oils and soaps arranged nearby. Turning to look at Lythari after she was done exploring, Kira had no words and simply walked out of the bathroom, heading to the living room with Lythari following. "So... What do you think?" Lythari asked as they were finally standing in the livi

he replied. “Yes, where is the bathroom, please?” she asked. “It’s outside, in the backyard. Isagani and Pedro are also out there,” he answered. She stepped outside and saw Isagani and Pedro taking a bath at the artesian well. “Good morning, guys,” she said, noticing their well-toned physiques. “Good morning!” they replied in unison. “Where’s the bathroom?” Alice asked. They pointed to a small bamboo cabin beside the house. It looked like a square box about five square meters, with a roof made of dried leaves.

Especially for someone as abstruse as Liam. The bathroom was huge, undoubtedly. The sleek glass shower was in the absolute center. A huge semi-circular bathtub was at the far right corner. Opposite the glass shower, covering almost the entire wall was the sleek black cabinet and the washing faucet. Rolling my eyes, I grabbed a towel and a bathrobe from the selection in the cabinet and an exquisite-looking crystal bottle that smelt like Jasmine. It reminded me of potion bottles from Harry Potter.

The guard slings the limp body over his shoulder bows and exits. In a room adjoined to the large closet. I am laying in the largest bath I've ever seen, it's built into the floor and is made of white marble. It's large enough to fit 10, I'd guess. The water is like milk with oils. Beautiful petals and candles float on the surface. Janice is sitting beside me on the edge of the bath, Brushing my hair. I notice a large cuff with symbols around her wrist.

Sages are already used to her aloofness. Standing in the entrance towards the hot spring, holding her changing clothes, Zitrey saw, a red and blue half-length silky curtains hanging in the doorway. Red means for women and blue means for men. She was about to enter the female bath when she heard someone humming inside and so she stepped back. Seems some staff of the inn is also taking their bath. She looked at the men's bath and knowing no one is there she decided to go inside. Currently, in the female bath, Kate was humming while preparing to soak herself in the hot water. She has followed Zitrey like a stalker since the time she leaves their house.

It even feels expensive. My eyes find the bath and my breath gets knocked out of my lungs. It’s so fancy. How could anyone ever use this bath? It should be on display in some art gallery. It’s a pinkish/ White marble free standing bath with gold legs. My gosh. It’s so cute…

he said, gesturing to yet another doorway. I stepped through and gasped. The bathroom was the size of my entire guest suite, lined in pale marble shot through with veins of silver and gold. A shower large enough for several people occupied one corner, with multiple showerheads at different heights. But what truly captured my attention was the sunken tub in the centre of the room—more a small pool than a bathtub—surrounded by a mosaic of the night sky in tiny tiles of lapis, silver, and mother of pearl. I couldn't help the squeal that escaped me. "Change of plan," I announced, turning to Theo with what must have been childlike delight on my face. "I'm going to have a bath."

I wonder what happened. After the bath, we are given a Japanese Kimono. It was a very modern and floral kimono where it was designed to be worn easily and not like the others, It's just about knee level and has pants inside so that one can move freely and easily. One of the innovations of this Inn. The bath was wonderful. And I as expected like in the past, after the bath, we are led by the staff waiting just outside. All of us gathered in the hallway. not long, we saw the boys wearing the same style of clothing and the only difference is theirs are color blue.

What if they interpreted it as a challenge or something? Amaya finally stopped in, gesturing for me to enter through the small door on the left. This wasn’t a bathroom, it was a damn bathhouse, a luxurious haven. In the center was a magnificent pool made of bronzed marble. Adorning the walls were a series of silver shower heads for rinsing off. Soft ambient lighting and a delightful fragrance filled the air, creating an atmosphere of pure relaxation and indulgence. It was undeniably beautiful. However, a sudden realization struck me: there were no private stalls here, nowhere to shower without being seen. Horror washed over me, and as I turned to Amaya, she seemed to comprehend my worry with

I usually just wash myself but today I need to take bath, I am all sweaty and sticky. As usual this washroom is shining like a mirror, i can literally see my face in the tiles. I have only seen this kind of washrooms in movies. It has the bathtub which is literally mini swimming pool. There is shower in another corner. Steam room. And cammode which is another room in itself. It has huge cupboard in the wall which must have his personal belongings. I have never tried to open it. Sometimes I feel nervous to use this washroom, it looks too expensive.