Proprietress of Paradise Hot Springs
After some time, I stopped gazing at the beauty and simplicity of the hot spring since I was feeling cold and wanted to dip my feet in some hot water, so I walked towards the entrance that was covered by a red curtain instead of the usual door.
Swish~
I pushed aside the curtain, expecting to see a cosy interior and have a rush of sulphur stream into my nose since this was a natural hot spring. But instead, I was greeted by the scene of a bunch of women gathering around the rather wide and spacious lobby, which was built entirely out of wood.
They all wore traditional Japanese yukatas, showing how much of Earth's culture this world possessed, almost as if it were modelled after it, and they were currently circling around the centre of the lobby while whispering and murmuring to one another with uneasy looks on their faces, almost as if a fight had broken out in the middle of the lobby.