“I don’t even know how this thing moves.” Kaito’s eyes widened as a tentacle twitched. Every sensation from the lower half of his body was strange and slightly alarming.
“Let me just-” He tried to sit up straight and fell over. “This is stupid,” he groaned.
Okay. One more try, but staying propped up on an arm this time.
“I think I might be able to get it from here. Thanks.” He cupped some water in his free hand and poured it over his lower half. Just that little bit made him feel better, and he inched even closer to the tub.
Lift it up, and twist.
At least the tentacles were in the water now, even though getting the rest of his lower half in the water seemed too difficult to attempt. Kaito flopped back down and tried to enjoy the feel of the water.
That was splashing. He was going to have to learn to control those better, but at least the rest of him was getting moist too.
“Where did you get the water from?”
The smaller Kaito stayed nearby, leaning against a wall, though he wasn’t looking completely at his other self. A couple of glances, but he simply looked off to the side most of the time.
“From the bathhouse close by. It was the quickest thing I could think of, unless we just wanted to try buying some water to throw on you until we could get home or to a pond or something.”
A shrunken thief is still a thief, but it’s not as though he doesn’t plan on returning it. …When they’re done using it and after it’s been cleaned… Lucky it was after closing, or it’d be a bit harder to explain what he needed the water for.
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