Makoto then smirks, an idea popping in her head, and says to you, "You like what you see? I'll show you more if you like." The karate girl slowly starts to strip herself of her towel, but then you snap out of it and rush towards her, holding her hands.
"That won't be necessary, thank you," you say, looking down, a deep blush showing across your face. Makoto laughs lightly at your reaction. "Relax, I'm just teasing you. I'm a fighter. No way would I wanna be a stripper." Yeah imagine that, you thought. You manage to get a good peek at Makoto's feet before your eyes meet hers.
"Now, why don't you get yourself cleaned off while I change, m'kay?" Makoto says As she slight pushes you away from her, "As a friend, I like you, but I'm not standing anywhere near you until you've showered."
"You have a point," you say after taking a small whiff of your underarm. "I was fighting pretty hard today." You make your way to the shower with your PJs and was about to enter when Makoto says, "Oh, and sorry if the water isn't as warm as it used to be. I do like to take long showers."
"Thanks for the heads up, Makoto. Next time, I'm going first."
"Oh? I thought you were a gentleman?" Makoto jokingly asked.
"Sometimes I am, sometimes I'm not. It usually depends on both the situation and the motives. You never know." Both of you laugh at your playful bickering as you enter the shower. Once you turn on the faucet, you touch the water and find out Makoto was right. The shower wasn't as hot as it was earlier, but it was still warm and enjoyable to your liking. You spend the next few minutes cleaning yourself off of any sweat and dirt from your body. After you finish, you change your clothes and step out of the shower. Once you were out, you see