"Damn, they got away."
The girl in purple clothes stomped her foot angrily, feeling frustrated.
"Where did those rude men come from? They dared to ignore the rules set by our Master and barged into the hot spring, causing trouble."
The girl in pink clothes was puzzled, secretly guessing the origins of the two men.
"Let them be."
The Master mentioned by the two disciples, the girl in white clothes, pondered as she glanced in the direction of the barracks.
An absolutely beautiful face flashed before her eyes, and a soft and tender voice overflowed from the corner of her lips, interrupting her disciples' chatter.
"Master, those two smelly men have dirtied the hot spring water. Let's find another place."
The girl in purple clothes was impatient and irritable, disdainfully glancing at the spring pool, filled with anger.
"Alright."
The girl in white clothes nodded, gracefully turned around and, along with her two disciples, flew out of the barrier.
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"Achoo!"
