The men's spa (closed for cleaning... seemingly)

By this point, Kaede was supposed to be pulling the "ha ha, tricked you!" on Kirumi, then revealing the actual intention was to give her friend a spa day. The women's spa would be open, so the two would enter together... Kaede even had a few more pretenses, like "I need somebody to accompany me" planned in case Kirumi kept on resisting. Without that context, Kirumi, of course, saw the "closed for cleaning" sign that she could barely make out the letters for, then entered inside, carrying a tall black bag of various cleaning supplies over one shoulder and a mop and bucket with her other hand. The inside spa was large, but it wasn't anything that ought to take her anything more ten minutes to clean, with her tremendous skill as the Ultimate Maid.

As she set down her bag and grabbed the mop-handle, she mentally timed herself. In-and-out... a quick, professional, expedient clean.

Outside the spa manager noticed that the cleaning crew hadn't changed their sign when they'd finished up. To think, the spa hadn't been re-opened for all this time. With a laugh, he spun the sign back around to open, then whistled a tune and went back to his post.

"This spa... is surprisingly clean."

It wasn't Kirumi Tojo's standard of clean, of course. Far from it. When the Ultimate Maid cleaned a spa's tub, it came out looking better than new. Still... she had an eye for cleanliness, and it was rather apparent that someone had just recently mopped in here.

"The tubs... aren't empty?"

The spa had many receptacles for visitors, including a large, open bath, several individual tubs, and a compact Jacuzzi for whatever reason. Each of these were filled with new water, as though waiting for customers to slide right in.

"And... it's hot..."

The final point was the most important. All of this heated water created a sweltering hot environment, with condensation running down the tiles of the walls and a thick steam hanging in the air. With her all-black gear, in the middle of the day, wearing layer upon layer, and under five night's exhaustion...

"I won't survive...!"

This was a **** chamber! This spa was no less than a place of execution for Kirumi Tojo! She couldn't just abandon her duty but... there had to be something she could do to make circumstances a little less dire! She could feel her neatly bobbed, silver hair withering under the heat and sweat running from the side of her face to dampen the collar of her work uniform... That work uniform couldn't be less suited for the task at hand. Even she had to admit that.