After the kitsune took their orders and left, Shin rested comfortably and turned to his companions. "Ah, no. No wish yet," he said slowly. He fully intended to make a wish, however... Sir Shin hadn't the slightest clue what he would wish for! Honestly. What did a spirit have to wish for? And even for a spirit, he considered himself quite well off. He had pleasant acquaintances, and plenty of money to treat himself to visits to the bathhouse such as this. What did he really need?
His train of thought was cut off as Tetsushin reappeared, and Shin found himself overcome by a sort of glee that was rare for him to experience. The sight of the fox with a miniature plate of food on his snout was quite amusing, and he was overly pleased at how the employees had gone through the trouble of finding dishes to suit his minuscule size and shape the food to an even smaller size.
"Domo arigato," Shin breathed, noticeably pleased and slightly flustered. He took the plate in his hands and set it in front of him, actually pausing to give the fox a small smile. He sniffed at the onigiri once before taking a nibble, paused, then proceeded to shove the rest of the piece in his mouth in an unsightly manner.
Yes, it was that good.
His train of thought was cut off as Tetsushin reappeared, and Shin found himself overcome by a sort of glee that was rare for him to experience. The sight of the fox with a miniature plate of food on his snout was quite amusing, and he was overly pleased at how the employees had gone through the trouble of finding dishes to suit his minuscule size and shape the food to an even smaller size.
"Domo arigato," Shin breathed, noticeably pleased and slightly flustered. He took the plate in his hands and set it in front of him, actually pausing to give the fox a small smile. He sniffed at the onigiri once before taking a nibble, paused, then proceeded to shove the rest of the piece in his mouth in an unsightly manner.
Yes, it was that good.
