Warm water cascaded from the silver showerhead, filling me with vitality that had vanished after fighting orcs in a dirty jungle for six hours. I reached for the expensive raspberry soap that Celestia had discounted me with a nice vanilla and berry shampoo set.
"Ahhh... it feels so good."
All the fatigue faded along with the steamy and tingling sensation as I washed the dirty layer of skin into the drain.
The water looked so groggy with sweat and mud that it made it a dull brown for several minutes before turning clear with the soap suds. After scrubbing myself clean, I used the shampoo to wash away all the oil and grime from my hair.
It was a shame since the girls liked how wild it looked while fighting. Yet my hygiene came first—I peeled back my little brother, cleaned him well, and finally left the shower, wearing a small towel over my hips and sitting on the black chair in the expensive room.
