When at the doorway with her back facing the little Izuna, Rika quietly snickered and hid a evil smile on her face, savoring her small revenge on the bemoan -sounding fuckpet before leaving her behind.  While proudly striding down the hallway she met a couple of kittengirls and kittenboys whom she paid no heed, which suits her just fine.  She has reached her present status on her own power and efforts and the only way she would take notice of anyone is if they would prove themselves against her.  The proud   nekomimi girl finally reached the bath which was somewhat crowded already.  She was hoping that she could have had it to herself so that she could immensely enjoy a peaceful, relaxing soak, but that is not going to happen now.  Rika sighed, as the saying goes beggars can’t be choosers.  At least the pool is big enough so that see could go find a secluded spot at least.  After her initial rinsing – cleaning off the sweat and funk from her near perfect nude body, she then wades into water until she finds her perfect place, all to herself, not minding any discriminating stares directed at her.