Chapter 193 - The Spa

"Woah! Fudge! Look at our lodging!"

Zoe gaped at the modern rustic building in front of us, secluded among the trees. A combination of stones and wood, making the whole appeal sturdy and cozy.

"WELCOME!"

Lined of neatly dress bellhops greeted us, and one by one, carried our bags inside and led us to our room.

"Hey! We're on the same floor! And our room is even beside each other! How cool is that?!" Zoe exclaimed when we arrived in front of our respective units.

I opened my room with the card key the teacher handed to us and stumbled upon a cozy classic interior: dark redwoods, medieval chandelier, and rustic stone arches furnished with wooden furniture.

It was like a room you see in medieval fantasies that I couldn't help but feel all giddy at the sensation that I had been transported to another world.

The bellhop carried my luggage inside and left me as fast as he came while I was still awestruck at the fantasy-like setting of my room.

KNOCK!

KNOCK!

I opened the door, and Zoe barged inside with Estela following behind.

"Wow! We have the same room!"

"Come on, ladies! Let's go grab something to eat!" Estela pulled our hands and stormed outside, half dragging us to our feet.

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"Ahhh . . . 'Zis the life . . . ," Zoe hummed while leaning at the edge of the indoor spring pool.

"Zzzzz . . . *gurgle . . ."

"Estela, don't sleep here." I nudged the drowsy girl and helped her positioned herself up.

After we grabbed a light dinner and rested for an hour, we tried out the hotel's famous indoor spring pool. Many of the students also decided to dip in the spring, like we did.

The spring was pumped straight from a live volcano. The rules said that we have to either soaked naked or soaked with a modesty towel wrapped around our body from breasts to mid-thigh. Since the males and females were separated –– some girls decided to go naked while the three of us contented with a modesty towel.

"I'm surprised you didn't go naked on us," I teased the half-sleeping girl.

"Zhander's not here . . . no use to be naked~." Estela muffled, eyes half-closed. The warm water must have gone to her brain, making her dizzy as her head swayed left and right.

"Have you girls tried this hotel's spa?"

WOAH!

I shifted my gaze to the ceiling when our Russian professor approached us –– butt naked!

Her wet long silver hair was sticking to her hourglass body. She was so pale even porcelains would pale in comparison.

Beautiful.

But something told me she's extremely . . . deadly.

"Hello, professor."

I formally acknowledged her presence to alert the girls beside me.

"Hello, Four––err . . . professor." Estela flashed a droopy smile, eyes still half-closed.

Professor Vera returned Estela's smile. She then slid her piercing cold, bright grey eyes on me.

*gulp . . .

"Why don't you girls try out this hotel's spa? It's free of charge and feels . . . amazing."

Then she walked away, swaying her voluptuous hips. She was overflowing with confidence, attracting everyone's attention.

Now that's a sexy woman!

"Let's go!"

Zoe pulled Estela and dragged her to an empty hallway, which had a 'Spa' embossed on the entrance archway.

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The underground spa room was dimmed and spacious. Very different from the style outside. The interior was like it came out straight from an ancient Greek design.

White stones glowed turquoise by the water's reflection. Soothing symphonies and tingling soft gush of a manmade lake, gentle dripping of flowing water on one side of the wall, all were taken into consideration to create one harmonious vibe that reverberated in all corners of the chamber.

Relaxing smells of oils and incense compelled me to inhale a mouthful, soothing my muscles. At the center of it all were three laid out white linen-draped beds, each fit for a single person as three masseuses with broad smiles stood at the side, ready to serve us.

"I'll take the center!"

Zoe sprinted towards the center bed, shamelessly flung her towel aside and laid butt naked, stomach pressed on the comfy cushion.

Estela did the same, but she stumbled near the bed, face-first on the mattress. The masseuse had to position her as half her body dangled on the ground. She seemed to fell asleep the moment her face fell on the bed.

I shook my head with a smile on my face as I approached them.