Bathhouse Blistering -- Full Resolution

Good afternoon, y'all, and Happy Friday!! It's been a long week of drawing, and the first wave of commissions for this batch are going to start dropping, woo hoo~!

This finished flat color sketch is for Once333 (FA) // Pangolin_Hiran (Twitter). Thank you so much, bud, really had fun working off your writing!

This is part of the Bad Luck Charm series originally conceived by DamieWamie (Twitter), in which Lightning finds himself cursed with a magic brand that gets him in trouble at every possible opportunity.

Also, Hiran provided the story for this one, which you can read below! Aaaa, thank you!!

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Lightning needed a chance to relax. The constant stream of improbably bad luck he'd had ever since a chance encounter with that one mage was driving him crazy. So when he heard about a deal they were running at a nearby bathhouse, he didn't hesitate in heading over.

Things seemed like they were going smoothly at first. The young man at the front had taken care of his reservation and provided him with a complimentary towel.

He hurried over to the changing room and stripped down. Maybe he could get a nice few hours of relaxing in before the curse kicked in.

"Aiiiieee!" 

Lightning blinked as he saw a young mare staring at him in shock. "What are you doing here?"

"This is the women's room, you pervert! Get out!" 

As an array of random items were thrown at him, Lightning ran out of the room. He was clutching a towel in front of him to provide himself some modicum of modesty, only to run into a tall, four-armed, red, and very angry looking man. Lightning guessed this was Kentaro, the owner of this place he'd heard of. The man had a certain kind of reputation that Lightning was dreading.

"We have ways of handling perverts like you." Kentaro declared as he folded both sets of his arms and stared down at Lightning.

"Hold on, the sign says—" Lightning pointed up at the sign, only to now see it clearly read 'Women'. He was almost certain it had said 'Men' mere moments ago. 

"You're coming with me," the burly man declared as he grabbed Lightning and started to haul him who knows where.

Lightning groaned, knowing that before long his ass would be red as a radish once more.