9 I Just Wanna Eat My Food (1/2)
Max stayed in the bath for about ten more minutes, enjoying the hot water surrounding his entire being. It was his very first time inside of an onsen and he wanted to fully enjoy the experience. Back in his own world, he was one of those people who would stay in the hot shower for 15 minutes, even after he finished washing himself clean. There was something about hot water that made him feel so much better.
After he was satisfied with the soak, he placed his hands on the sides of the onsen and, with great difficulty, began to push himself up. Due to his wounds, he could barely muster up enough strength to even do a single pushup, let alone get out of the onsen. However, he was somehow able to manage this spectacular feat after expending much effort. If he hadnt already been wet, he would've been soaked in sweat as he rolled onto the floor. ”Damn it Mimosa, next time we take a bath, make sure its in one that has stairs.” He grumbled as he slowly stood up.
Max stretched his body and began walking towards the door, not bothering to put his wrapping back on. He needed real clothes, not wrapping that made him feel and looked like some sort of walking mummy. He walked up the stairs, strolled over to the door, and opened it. The whole trip from the onsen to the door took more then thirty minutes, when it should have taken only thirty seconds. However, it seemed that his wounds were beginning to act up again as pain started spreading throughout his whole body. It made it hard to move his body but it wasnt entirely impossible, it just took marginally longer tjen it normally would've.
After opening the door, Max stuck his head out and looked back and forth to make sure that no one was there before stepping out, closing the door behind him. Now all he had to do was make it back to his room before anyone could see him. However the wounds were really gonna get in his way, though he didnt really have much of a choice. After going through the choices in his head, he began walking towards his room at a rather fast speed, tbis being the only chouce he coukd come up with, him being opposed to flagging down someone woth his junk hanging out for everyone to see.
Max was about halfway there when he felt a cold chill run up his spine. It wasn't from the cold but rather it felt like it had more to do with battle instinct then actual chills. Without even thinking about it, Max pushed himself forward, regardless of injuries he had suffered, and rolled a couple of feet before struggling to a sitting position.
This was actually a rather wise move as it turned out that the spot he had been standing in looked to have been burned black. Standing behind the black spot with glowing grimoire beside her, was a tall woman with long vermilion hair which by itself was already an indicator of who she was. However, it was the Crimson Lions magic knights emblem that pointed out who she was. Mereleona Vermillion, a woman with a hostile attitude and a short temper. This woman had appeared in the manga but thats all he really knew about her as the manga hadnt gone too in depth of her. Also, he couldn't really let her know that he knew who she was or he would just put himself in suspicion. He had to play this next part smartly or it wouldn't end badly.
”You have good reflexes for someone who was almost killed in battle.” She noted as she took a step forward, her blue eyes taking him in. It was probably his imagination or just him trying to appease his own vanity but he felt that her eyes lingered over his lower half for a bit longer then necessary.
”And You have some great hinor for attacking a man while he isn't looking.” Max shot back as he stood up with great difficulty. His body was screaming in pain, but he shook it off, unwilling to let down his guard. This woman was someone who would beat him to a pulp over something as small as a cough. No doubt she tried to hit him for walking around naked.
She laughed lightly as she took another step forward, a smile flashing across her face. ”Oh, a feisty one...Im gonna go ahead and assume that your the one who I've been called to train? The one who wields two types of magic?” She glanced over him once more and smirked. ”You look like a boy, but I guess your more grown up then I thought you were.”
She closed her grimoire and walked past him. ”I left clothes on your bed earlier so go and change into those, lest someone mistake you for a pervert and attempt to burn you to a crisp.” She waved her hand as she walked away and turned the corner.
It was only when she had turned the corner that Max let out a sigh of relief and continued his walk towards his own room. He exerted a bit too much energy from that encounter, but he had more then enough stamina to make it back to his room. He opened the door and walked inside, gripping his sides as he walked slowly, closing the door behind him.
The first thing that stood out when he entered the room were the clothes. They were a bit too extravagant, especially the hoodie...they actually looked like something from his own world. There was a pitch black form fitting t-shirt and black jeans. The hoodie was a dark navy blue with fur or some sort of gray fluff lining the rim of the hood itself, this outfit even came with a keychain, but seemed to have some sort of emblem of the Black Bulls in it. All in all, the outfit looked as if it cost quite a bit, and was actually deeply touched by their thoughtfulness.
He slid on the shirt and was actually surprised by how well it fit. They must've taken his measurements while he was asleep, not even bothering to ask him if it was alright. Still though, it was still better then anything he had ever owned back when he had been living in his original world. He slid on his boxers and then the jeans with some difficulty, then his hoody was the last to come on followed by his keychain. It all fit like a glove and made him feel snug and comfortable rather then being tight and uncomfortable like most tight clothing he had worn before.
”Well, damn, if I had a mirror right now, I bet I would look great.” He said with a small smirk, just imagining how Mimosa would react, especially with her blushing red face. He was just about to go and ask her what she thought when his gut started growling, his stomach informing him that he needed food inside him pronto. ”Well, I guess we should get some food before anything else, haven't really eaten anything since I got to this world.”