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Chapter 121 Comforting Miyuki
"Hey, why are you talking about this all of a sudden?"

Perhaps the posture at this moment was too embarrassing, Tachibana Miyuki blushed and stepped back a little. Looking at Natsume Yuikawa who suddenly looked serious, her heartbeat accelerated again.

"Nothing, I just suddenly remembered that Sister Tachibana has been busy all day. It should be you who should stop and relax more than me."

Natsume Yuikawa said, letting go of the chair he was sitting on, and made a gesture of invitation to Tachibana Miyuki, "Now let me serve Sister Tachibana."

"I?"

Tachibana Miyuki recalled how embarrassed she looked the last time she received a massage from Natsume Yuikawa. She felt both expectant and embarrassed. However, after weighing the pros and cons, she slowly sat down on the chair under the gaze of Natsume Yuikawa.

"Natsume, it's not like I'm doing any brain-intensive work, so there's no need for a head massage, right?"

Tachibana Miyuki turned her head to look back, but in the process, she saw a pair of hands pressing on her shoulders.

"Then I'll give you a shoulder massage."

Before Natsume Weichuan finished speaking, he began to press lightly with his fingers.

"hiss"

Almost at the same time, Tachibana Miyuki took a breath, but it didn't sound like it was because of pain, but rather a hint of sourness.

"Tachibana-san's shoulders are a little stiff. When I was practicing yoga recently, I spent most of my time teaching me, and I didn't have much time to stretch my muscles."

With his master-level massage skills, Natsume Yuikawa came to this conclusion after only pinching twice.

"Because you are a beginner in yoga, I, as your senior, naturally have to take care of you a little more. Just like the massage you gave me now, isn't Natsume, as an old hand, also very considerate of the feelings of a novice like me?"

Tachibana Miyuki squinted her eyes comfortably while speaking. As a person with a relatively prominent bust, the soreness in her shoulders would not be much better even if she sat for a whole day, not to mention that her job required her to move around from time to time.

Now, every time Natsume Weichuan kneaded her, her sore shoulders could be relieved to a certain extent, and the sufficient force was enough to take care of all her meridians and joints, which was something she could never compare to.

"However, my praise for Sister Tachibana just now was not out of consideration for your feelings, but the truth."

Natsume Yuikawa said as he moved his hands gradually downwards, "Whenever I do this, my body and mind feel relaxed."

is it?

Tachibana Miyuki's heart trembled. Just when she was confused by Natsume Yuikawa's words, she suddenly felt something passing quickly somewhere in front of her.

Her consciousness instantly awakened from relaxation, and Miyuki Tachibana glanced at the hand that was still on her shoulder, a look of suspicion on her face.

Do I need to press this area when massaging my shoulders?

Tachibana Miyuki had never been to a massage parlor, so she naturally had no idea, but she was too embarrassed to ask directly.

After all, Natsume Yuikawa worked hard to give her a massage. If she raised any doubts, it would seem that she was ungrateful and wasting his kindness.

Thinking of this, Tachibana Miyuki's consciousness quickly relaxed again, but it didn't last too long before the second and third times followed.

Although she had decided not to pursue the matter, every time Natsume Weichuan's hand passed by there, she felt strange. Soon, mist rose in her beautiful eyes.

Natsume Yuikawa's hand came over again, this time even more boldly than before, almost covering it with both hands. Tachibana Miyuki couldn't bear it anymore and held his naughty hand. "Natsume."

Tachibana Miyuki slumped down on the chair, her rosy red lips slightly opened, and she exhaled a breath of warm air as she spoke. She grasped Natsume Yuikawa's wrist tightly, preventing him from getting any closer, but also unable to leave.

"Tachibana-sister, are you feeling more relaxed?"

It was the first time that Natsume Weichuan did such a thing and was caught red-handed. He was very confused at the moment and had to remind himself not to show his cowardice and spoke with forced calmness.

After hearing his question, Tachibana Miyuki felt both angry and amused.

Now it is almost 100% certain that this is definitely not a regular massage strength process, but is based on Natsume Yuikawa's own idea.

But somehow, Tachibana Miyuki felt that her heart was just like her body which had lost all strength, and she couldn't feel angry at all.

"Um"

After a moment of silence, Tachibana Miyuki nodded and said, "I do feel much better, Natsume-kun, please continue."

After saying this, the hand that was tightly clasped on Natsume Yuikawa's wrist slid down and hung at both ends of the body.

"Ok."

Natsume Yuikawa heard the tacit consent in Tachibana Miyuki's words, and his hand movements were no longer as restrained as before. He gently clenched his five fingers of his flat palm inward.

For the first time, Natsume Weichuan realized that his palms were not big enough. He had no way of grasping the entire thing with one hand. When he exerted a little force, some of the soft off-white fabric leaked out from between his fingers.

But the touch is just like the clouds in a dream, with just the right softness and elasticity.

Soon, Natsume Weichuan felt that this was not enough, so he raised his hand again and slowly reached towards the gap between the clothes.
"Um"

Natsume Yuikawa deliberately slowed down his movements, giving Tachibana Miyuki enough time to react, but she only made a muffled sound from her throat, and then used her already hazy eyes to watch it slowly approach until it grasped it accurately.
Tachibana Miyuki's eyes widened instantly, and when she felt something was coming, her legs, which had been stretched out in relaxation, suddenly tensed up.

At the same time, she hurriedly covered her mouth to prevent herself from making any embarrassing noises.

Natsume Weichuan's fingertips gently touched the delicate skin. Without the obstruction of external objects, the feeling was completely different.

Holding it with one hand, she tried to lift it up a little bit. It was indeed heavy. No wonder Tachibana Miyuki felt pain in her shoulders.

Since it's so hard, let me share some of the burden with you.

Natsume Weichuan thought to himself, and pinched his index and middle fingers together in tacit understanding.

Tachibana Miyuki trembled as if someone had pressed a switch and sat up a little in the chair, but soon lay down again slowly and embarrassedly.

However, this subconscious action reminded Natsume Yuikawa that he should not only focus on his own enjoyment but also ignore the care of Tachibana Miyuki.

You know, the internal tissues of the place where he holds his hands are quite fragile. If you are not careful, it may cause internal strain. Therefore, you can't press as hard as when pressing the shoulders. You must ensure that the force is light enough.

(End of this chapter)