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Chapter 145 Let Me Help You
"It wouldn't matter if I showed it to Natsume myself, but it would feel weird if Natsume did it himself."

After hearing Mochizuki Maaya's explanation, Natsume Yuikawa was stunned at first, then he immediately reacted.

Combined with her previous excessive behavior, it translates to
Do you want to take the initiative to tease someone and laugh inside when they see your funny reaction, but don't want to be seen in a miserable state in return?
This kind of vile behavior must be severely punished!
Natsume Yuikawa made up his mind, and he stretched out his open hand and grabbed forward, forcibly separating Mochizuki Mayaya's arms that were blocking her body, and then immediately separated her hands.

"Don't move, just leave it to me."

After giving one last word of advice, Natsume Yuikawa placed his palm on Mochizuki Maaya's warm heart. He could feel the plumpness and softness through her clothes. She really couldn't wait to see it without the shell.

Just following the soft curve downwards, Natsume Weichuan touched the hem of Mochizuki Maaya's T-shirt and lifted it up, revealing that there was no trace of excess on her slender waist.

During the process, his fingertips quickly brushed across the skin, and the delicacy and smoothness of that moment made his heart tremble.

That's it, keep going.

Natsume Yuikawa nodded secretly and wanted to remind her to continue, but when he raised his head, he found that Mochizuki Maya had already raised her arm silently.

What? He became unexpectedly obedient. Did he realize that resistance is useless?

With the cooperation of Mochizuki Mayaya, the T-shirt was quickly taken off.

I was wearing black today. I took a quick look at it when I woke up in the morning, but I had just woken up and was not fully conscious, let alone seeing it up close like I am now.

No, it’s like this now, how can it be enough to just watch?

Natsume Weichuan raised his hand, and the delicate skin fell into his palm, making him almost afraid to use force.

Mochizuki Maya's originally clear eyes seemed to be stained by the mist in the bathroom and became hazy. She looked at Natsume Yuikawa's focused look and finally couldn't help but questioned, "Natsume, we are going to take a shower, right?"

"This"

Natsume Weichuan hesitated awkwardly. Oh, it seems that he had almost forgotten about this.

But of course he couldn't just admit it, so after a brief thought, Natsume Weichuan found a reason and said, "I heard that it's easy to sweat here, so I want to check it first, and pay special attention to it when I start washing."

"That's true, so it's very uncomfortable in the summer. Sometimes I even think it would be better if it could be smaller."

Perhaps it touched Mochizuki Mayaya's heart, for she rarely doubted it and instead agreed with it.

When Natsume Weichuan heard her say this, he immediately objected and said, "Forget it, I think it's good this way. If it's any smaller, it will starve. If it's any bigger, my shoulders will probably ache."

"Yeah, that's true."

Mochizuki Maaya nodded with deep understanding, but a strange color suddenly flashed in her eyes. She raised her head and looked at Natsume Yuikawa and asked, "How do you know so clearly?"

Damn it, I finally managed to keep it a secret, why did you have to say anything more?

Fortunately, Natsume Weichuan had a strong psychological quality, and replied calmly on the surface: "You can figure out this kind of thing just by thinking about it. Don't say so much, let's get down to business."

Without further ado, Natsume Yuikawa undressed the rest of Mochizuki Maaya's clothes and suddenly recalled his childhood.

If I have the chance, I would like to go into the garden again. Natsume Weichuan was sighing when he suddenly felt the rain falling in front of him.

When I returned to reality, I saw Mochizuki Maaya lying in the bathtub, with clear water dripping from her fair little hands which she had not yet taken back.

"From the look in your eyes, I can tell you're thinking about something improper. Didn't we agree to be together? Why are you still wearing your clothes? Hurry up."

Mochizuki Mayaya urged, and at the same time, she put some water on her palm and splashed it towards Natsume Yuikawa.

[You've already thrown away your weapons and armor, and you're just thinking of resisting. Don't you think it's too late? For Mochizuki Maaya who still has a rebellious heart, it seems that you have to show off your identity as a stick coach. Wait, are you good at water fighting? ]

Seeing the sudden prompt, and seeing that Mochizuki Maaya was still performing artificial rainfall for him, Natsume Yuikawa suddenly became angry. He just took off his coat and rushed in.

Crash, crash.

The splashes of water during play became more and more numerous, and if they were not indoors, it would almost create a rainbow.

This went on for a while, but finally Mochizuki Maaya was the first to give up. Her long, soft golden hair absorbed enough moisture, and her bangs became heavy and fell down, making it almost impossible for her to open her eyes.

"Stop, stop, I know I was wrong." Mochizuki Maaya narrowed her eyes into slits, and water dripped down her straight nose, making it difficult for her to open her mouth.

Why does it feel like I've seen this somewhere before?

Natsume Weichuan thought of something bad.

Because today is a rare experience for both Mochizuki Maaya and him, in order to make it easier to commemorate the event, Natsume Yuikawa does not plan to divide this place into a battlefield.

So Natsume Weichuan suppressed his anger and pinched Mochizuki Maaya's butt hard. Her skin became slippery after being touched by water, and the latter immediately let out a light cry.

"Just be obedient if you know you're wrong. You've been soaking in the water for a while now. Turn over and I'll rub your back."

"understood"

Mochizuki Maaya, who had already wrapped up her wet hair during the truce, blushed. After agreeing in a low voice, she turned around obediently.

Mochizuki Maaya's smooth back is clearly visible, and her originally white skin is dotted with water droplets, presenting an attractive pink color.

Natsume Weichuan admired it for a while, then began to rub it gently, starting from the round shoulders, going down along the spine, and ending at the end, which also had two rounded arcs.

"It's almost done. Let me help you."

Mochizuki Mayaya trembled slightly, she lowered her head and looked back quietly.

"Row."

Natsume Weichuan turned around very decisively. He had been busy for so long, couldn't he stop and enjoy himself?

Looking at the scene in front of her, Mochizuki Maaya swallowed her saliva. She usually helped with housework at home, and her job scope was highly consistent with that of the maid, but now, can a maid do something like this?
(End of this chapter)