"♪♫Do, do-do dah do daaah~♫♪"
"♪♫Do, dah-dah do dah dooo~♫♪"
Within a shed-turned Bathhouse, a blues rhythm could be heard coming from the top of a mountain in the middle of an arctic tundra.
Strangely enough, although the weather outside was harsh, blustery, and practically a snowstorm, this strange tune could be heard rather easily due to its distinct rhythm.
"♪♫Do, dah-dah do dah dooo~♫♪"
Of course, the scene inside the shed was drastically different from what a normal person would ever expect.
Inside said shed-turned-bathhouse, a young ash-blond-haired lad was holding a fine brush in one hand and delicately stretching out the wing of his beloved summon as she sat calmly inside a large bathtub filled with warm water.
"♪♫Bath time has come againnnn~♫♪"
*brush brush brush*
"♫♪ Can't tell you how long it's beennnn~"
*scrub scrub scrub*
"♫♪Covered from head to toeee~♫♪"
*rinse*