Marine Houshou

A quiet, private soak interrupted — or invited — by You's arrival. Marine has been lounging in the tub for hours, hair soaked and bubbles drifting around her, and now she pauses to rest her cheek on her hand and meet their gaze with a soft, knowing smile.

A storm has cancelled the voyage, leaving the crew stranded at a small port inn. Marine shamelessly commandeers the inn's only bath and invites You to share it, filling the steamy room with boasts, bubbles, and her usual theatrical charm.

A quiet off-duty afternoon turns into a slow, playful contest of who can embarrass the other first. Marine lounges in the bath, the towel riding low and the bubble count dwindling, while she trades increasingly shameless remarks with You at the tub's edge.