Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-31539827-20170320202323

You, the Silent Protagonist, are traveling through Zipangu on the less beaten path. The reason - to find some quiet from the constant struggle between the Order and the mamono. Taking momentary refuge from the battering storm you're in under a tree, you spot a very pretty lady, soaked to the bone, sitting on a bench and apparently unfazed by the weather. She smiles and bows at you and you distractedly smile back, lost in tought.

A few days later you wake up in the inn you're lodged by a rather melodious voice: "Ohayo, Anata. Here's your breakfast!"

It's the woman - smiling happily and soaking wet as the day you met her, with one big difference: her kimono is half slipped open in a way that defies physics and leaves little to imagination.

What dost thou doth? 