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Chapter 195 Natsume, will it hurt?
The narrow gray skirt was taken off, and the tight black stockings revealed the flesh-colored skin underneath. The curves were soft and plump, indescribably attractive.

Sakurai Airi looked down for a while, and the bulging collar of her shirt opened up, revealing her breasts, which were as full as a melon and rose and fell with her breathing.

"Ok?"

When Natsume Yuikawa heard that there was no sound behind him, he realized that it was Sakurai Airi's embarrassed mentality that was at work, so he turned his head slightly and asked.

"Okay."

Sakurai Airi answered hurriedly, her beautiful legs in black stockings closed inward, and her hands unconsciously slid down, lightly covering the dark black fabric hidden between them.

When Natsume Weichuan turned around, he happened to see this scene. He first glanced at Sakurai Airi's blushing cheeks, and when the latter's eyes began to dodge, he quickly lowered his head and stared at the beautiful feet in stockings with slightly curled toes.

In short, in order not to appear to have impure motives, Natsume Yuikawa deliberately skipped some of the parts that were blocked by Sakurai Airi.

Although the half-covered face look really irritating now, but as long as you pass this level, you can watch the unobstructed version openly. Such a choice is too easy to make.

"How? Does anything about my body look out of place?"

Sakurai Airi stopped where she was and moved around a bit, without moving her hand away from covering herself, and asked awkwardly.

I agreed to Natsume Weichuan's request without thinking just now, and now I have the idea of ​​backing out. The only consolation is that Natsume Weichuan's eyes look quite pure, without any other impurities.

Natsume Yuikawa's gaze stayed on her for a while. Although Sakurai Airi was slightly younger than Tachibana Miyuki, she looked more plump and soft, which added a touch of cuteness to her exaggerated ferocity. It could be said that she had a very attractive body.

But if you ask where the inconsistency is, it really seems difficult to see at this glance.

Thinking of this, Natsume Weichuan shook his head, "No, Sakurai sister, let's do as we said before, lie down flat or on your stomach, let me check you carefully, not only with my eyes, but also with my hands."

"Ok."

Sakurai Airi knew that today might not end so easily. If she continued to be so hesitant, it would only waste time and would not change the result.

Besides, whether it was for psychological or physical reasons, she really wanted to get rid of the problem of falling down frequently when walking.

The risk of injury was one reason, but more importantly, she didn't want to be laughed at by that guy Shimada Saki again.

Thinking of this, Sakurai Airi's dodging gaze became completely firm. She nodded vigorously and said, "It's okay, Natsume, just let go and do it. I won't resist. If there is anything you need my cooperation, please tell me directly."

Natsume Yuikawa was surprised by Sakurai Airi's sudden change in attitude, but since this was developing in a direction that was favorable to him, he didn't say much. He nodded and moved closer to Sakurai Airi who was already lying flat.

Looking at Sakurai Airi, who was only wearing a thin shirt and stockings, Natsume Yuikawa just felt a little thirsty. Fortunately, he had similar experiences before, so he didn't show any inappropriate expression.

"Ok?"

Sakurai Airi looked back with a blushing face. The most embarrassing thing for her now was that it was difficult to see Natsume Yuikawa's actions during the process. What should she do if he wanted to do something bad during the process?
For example, follow the old ways and whip her hard with a pointer, or just gently give her one, maybe two sticks.
The former might be bearable, but if it's the latter, my brain would really be broken, right?
In the short second of waiting for Natsume Yuikawa's answer, the temperature on Sakurai Airi's cheeks was so hot that she almost fainted on the spot.

"What's done? I haven't even started yet."

Natsume Yuikawa responded rather speechlessly and put his hand on Sakurai Airi's back.

Her job is different from that of ordinary workers. It requires her to stand for long periods of time and to sit in an office. In either case, it is easy to develop an occupational disease over time.

Therefore, Natsume Yuikawa has always been very respectful to them, and now, he really wants to help Sakurai Airi.

Sakurai Airi's back skin can feel the burning temperature through the skin, and when you get close to it, you can even feel the sweat and dampness.

Generally, a professional masseur would definitely ask Sakurai Airi to wear the kind of close-fitting and soft fabric similar to yoga clothes, but Natsume Yuikawa didn't have that at the moment, so he had to pinch the loose shirt with his hands and spread it out with a little force to make sure he could accurately feel Sakurai Airi's body shape.

However, after doing so, the first thing she felt was the laces that bound Sakurai Airi's protruding upper body.

Looking to both sides, Natsume Weichuan was surprised to find that because of the spectacular scale, even in the prone position, he could see the exposed soft lines from the back, which seemed more conspicuous than usual.

Natsume Weichuan's mind moved, and he subconsciously pinched his fingers and pulled it up.

"Well"

The outward-expanding outline was retracted a little, and Sakurai Airi responded immediately. She trembled slightly, put her mouth close to the pillow, and said in a muffled voice: "Natsume, is it necessary to do this?"

"Just checking it out, I feel it's quite tight when I move, Sakurai-san, maybe you should change to a larger size, it will cause breathing problems."

Natsume Yuikawa replied in a calm tone.

"It's actually okay. If you feel it's too tight, it might be because I'm lying on my stomach."

As Sakurai Airi answered, she realized that her words seemed very easy to cause ambiguity, but there seemed to be no more reasonable explanation in the short term, so she could only pretend not to hear it.

"Well, as expected, you guys know these things best from your own personal experience. Well, I won't say any more. Next, I'll check your spine. If you have any strain, it may be itchy or painful. Sister Sakurai, remember to tell me in time."

As Natsume Yuikawa spoke, he moved his hands gradually along the center of Sakurai Airi's back, found the spine, and touched it carefully.

At the beginning, Sakurai Airi was able to remain silent when Natsume Yuikawa was moving, and at most she trembled slightly, but when she got close to the part where the waist and buttocks were connected, the latter took a breath with a hissing sound.

"What's wrong?" Natsume Weichuan immediately stopped what he was doing.

"It hurts a little." Sakurai Airi grasped a corner of the pillow and said weakly.

"That's it."

Natsume Yuikawa's tone became a little more serious. The previous reminder was just out of habit, but he didn't expect that Sakurai Airi was so young and already had some signs of lumbar strain.

This level, apart from the fact that she didn't pay attention to maintenance, is probably also because she worked too hard.

Natsume Weichuan could imagine how much effort it would take for someone with her personality to catch up with others, and he became more determined to help her.

"Sister Sakurai, don't be so nervous, relax a little." Natsume Weichuan patted her leg gently and said.

After hearing this, Sakurai Airi became even more nervous and said in an uneasy tone, "Will it hurt, Natsume?"

"Not if you relax." Natsume Yuikawa looked her straight in the eyes and answered firmly.

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

Sakurai Airi relaxed and collapsed, and the originally divergent outline expanded in all directions, almost sticking to her arms.

She now felt that Natsume Yuikawa was a very reliable person.

However.
"Kata!"

The crisp sound of bones returning to their original positions suddenly rang out in the bedroom, followed by Sakurai Airi's rather miserable cry.

"Ahhh~ It hurts, it hurts."

What happened again?
In the living room, Mrs. Sakurai, who was sitting on the sofa blowing her hair, turned off the hair dryer, listened carefully, and immediately became alert.

But after waiting for a while, seeing no follow-up sound, she pursed her lips with a little complaint and continued to turn on the hair dryer to blow her shiny black hair.

Forget it, just let them be. Otherwise, if they are playing something special again, they will blame me for disturbing their fun if I knock on the door.

Mrs. Sakurai has become quite calm, but Sakurai Airi, who is in the bedroom, reacts quite violently.

"Wow, Natsume, you lied to me."

Her peach blossom eyes were moistened. Sakurai Airi glared at Natsume Yuikawa with grievance and anger, holding her waist and questioning: "Didn't you say that it wouldn't hurt if I relaxed? Just now you made me feel like I was about to be torn in half."

"Cough cough."

Natsume Weichuan coughed awkwardly, spread his hands in front of him innocently, and explained: "If I don't say this, you will definitely not relax. Besides, it is normal to feel pain during the bone correction process. It only takes a moment. If you don't believe me, try it and see if you can still feel the pain now?"

"Ok?"

After hearing this, Sakurai Airi rubbed the place where Natsume Yuikawa had just touched her with some doubt, and sure enough, she didn't feel any pain.

On the contrary, I felt unprecedentedly relaxed, as if there was a magic switch that could instantly clear away all the fatigue from today's work with just a press of it.

"That's true. But even so, you are not allowed to lie to me in the future. If it hurts, it hurts. If it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt. I will be obedient."

After Sakurai Airi reacted, she pursed her lips tightly and stared at Natsume Yuikawa with a serious face.

"Okay, not anymore."

Natsume Weichuan answered verbally, but he was secretly complaining in his heart, there will never be a next time.

Let Sakurai Airi continue to lie down. After the lumbar spine is repositioned, there is still a lower position.

His hands moved downwards. His slender waist was hidden under the loose hem of his shirt and did not stand out visually, but his palms could clearly feel the circumference that was expanding in an astonishing arc.

I have to say, this peach is indeed the roundest one I have seen so far, and it feels so soft and elastic to the touch.

[Well, she's a type that gives birth easily. In order to continue the bloodline of the Natsume family, it seems that she must have some help from this girl.]

Shut up! What nonsense are you talking about? Considering the future so far, why don't you just choose a good location for joint burial?

[It's not impossible. There is a Feng Shui treasure land in the nearest suburban park. If you book in advance at this time, the price is still discounted. If you put it off until later, it will probably be a heavy burden. ]

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Natsume Yuikawa is too lazy to pay attention to it anymore. Doesn’t Sakurai Airi’s butt smell good?
Turning his attention back to the past, Natsume Weichuan made another significant discovery.

All I could see was the inside of Sakurai Airi's round thighs wearing black stockings. The clear and even stockings revealed the alluring silk fabric, which even had lace at the base.

The white and tender skin was set off with a flawless luster, and the palms rubbed gently against the surface, making a slight rustling sound. Both the psychological and actual experience reached a climax at this moment.

"It seems to be leaning forward slightly. I'm here to help you."

After Natsume Yuikawa finished speaking, he suddenly felt Sakurai Airi's muscles begin to tense up, and he couldn't help but smile and said, "Don't worry, it really won't hurt this time."

"Then who knows."

Sakurai Airi answered in a muffled voice. In fact, she had already accepted what Natsume Yuikawa said, but she still couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable at the thought of being stared at in such a place.

"Is the style I'm wearing today too conspicuous?"

Just as she was thinking about it, Natsume Weichuan saw that she was distracted and started moving. The lace fabric on Sakurai Airi's dress was kept quite regular at this time, without any gaps exposed, but the soft fabric had some vague outlines printed on it.

The surface is quite plump, like a steaming bun just out of the oven, with a fine line going inwards, and the surrounding area is clean, looking somewhat inexplicably cute.

However, Natsume Weichuan believed that whoever saw this scene would not think of it as cute, but would instead think much more terrifyingly.

Because he had a very strong urge to mess her up the first moment, luckily he didn't do it directly.

"I'm adjusting my bones, not preparing for anything."

Repeating this sentence in his mind, Natsume Weichuan stretched out his hand to find the right position, and pressed it slightly but suddenly.

(End of this chapter)