They go in

As they walked towards the hot springs, the soft rustle of Kushina's yukata and the gentle creak of the wooden walkway beneath their feet were the only sounds that broke the serene atmosphere. The air was filled with the sweet scent of blooming cherry blossoms, and the warm glow of lanterns cast a soft, golden light on the surrounding trees. Lord Arakawa's arm, firm and strong beneath her hand, seemed to radiate a gentle warmth that spread through her entire body, making her feel at ease.

As they approached the entrance to the hot springs, a soft, steamy mist wafted out, carrying with it the scent of hot water and minerals.