[Uenoyama thought that the springs were the only thing that was even remotely familiar to Japan so of course, he was going to visit them. He didn't mind that there was the other person already there, that's just how the springs work, right? What bothers him is his familiar, clearly a woman, sitting happily perched on one of the rocks, feet dipped in water and happily strumming on her lyre.
His incredulous staring at her is interrupted by a huge splash of water and he turns his head to look at the other person in here.]
... What's the point of dumping more water into the spring?
[It leaves Uenoyama's mouth before he can catch himself. But honestly- the guy is already bathing, more water is just... more water.]
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His incredulous staring at her is interrupted by a huge splash of water and he turns his head to look at the other person in here.]
... What's the point of dumping more water into the spring?
[It leaves Uenoyama's mouth before he can catch himself. But honestly- the guy is already bathing, more water is just... more water.]