[ Good thing they're avoiding talking about how Rin destroyed a sizable amount of the jungle in a burst of white-hot anger. That'd probably make for a terrible conversational topic, and he's not about to launch it on her when they're supposed to have a nice, friendly dip in the pool.
Right now, he's a ~*~ (ฅ^•ﻌ•^)ฅ CAT DADDY ฅ(^•ﻌ•^ฅ) ~*~ and she's ... the ~*~ ♨ PHỞ QUEEN ♨ ~*~. Someday, they might even get the chance to go out and eat, maybe enjoy several rounds of friendly karaoke or TV melodramas as necessary.
Fearing the consequences of fanservice is a real thing, apparently, given the weird fanmail he received that one time about being a pool boy despite only going to the gym only in his immediate downtime. Rin and Haru practically live in the pool, but Makoto (the sanest of the bunch) only sees it as an occupational hobby.
But sure, there's no reason to keep his shirt on when they're going to get Wet 'n Wild™, so off it goes as he neatly zips it into his mesh duffle bag. He's slung the bag across his shoulder once Vietnam comes walking out into the hallway like Miss Universe itself, and it's hard not to take a double-take and stare off into the distance while he has a five-second out-of-body experience.
Eventually, he comes to his senses (if a little belatedly) to catch up with her inquiry, calling out to her from down the corridor. ]
Vietnam-san! Over here!
[ And waving her forward, he segues them both into the newly renovated pool area, complete with a few rows of bleachers. ]
Alright! So what did you want to try first? It might be better if we ease into the water before getting straight into racing. I wouldn't want you to get cramps.
[ Also, he has to scan the area to make sure none of the other gym's patrons are making undue advances toward her. That two-piece swimsuit is enough to make anyone lose their head. ]
DON'T FORGIVE ME but please feel free to handwave/drop this as necessary
Right now, he's a ~*~ (ฅ^•ﻌ•^)ฅ CAT DADDY ฅ(^•ﻌ•^ฅ) ~*~ and she's ... the ~*~ ♨ PHỞ QUEEN ♨ ~*~. Someday, they might even get the chance to go out and eat, maybe enjoy several rounds of friendly karaoke or TV melodramas as necessary.
Fearing the consequences of fanservice is a real thing, apparently, given the weird fanmail he received that one time about being a pool boy despite only going to the gym only in his immediate downtime. Rin and Haru practically live in the pool, but Makoto (the sanest of the bunch) only sees it as an occupational hobby.
But sure, there's no reason to keep his shirt on when they're going to get Wet 'n Wild™, so off it goes as he neatly zips it into his mesh duffle bag. He's slung the bag across his shoulder once Vietnam comes walking out into the hallway like Miss Universe itself, and it's hard not to take a double-take and stare off into the distance while he has a five-second out-of-body experience.
Eventually, he comes to his senses (if a little belatedly) to catch up with her inquiry, calling out to her from down the corridor. ]
Vietnam-san! Over here!
[ And waving her forward, he segues them both into the newly renovated pool area, complete with a few rows of bleachers. ]
Alright! So what did you want to try first? It might be better if we ease into the water before getting straight into racing. I wouldn't want you to get cramps.
[ Also, he has to scan the area to make sure none of the other gym's patrons are making undue advances toward her. That two-piece swimsuit is enough to make anyone lose their head. ]