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"Don't be angry, I was just kidding." Shirakawa Natsu quickly hugged her slender waist. It turns out that even brothers can be a little temperamental sometimes.
He held Mi Zhi Shi in his arms. She had only eaten about 60% of her fill, so she could continue and wouldn't mind.
He offered a token protest, then sat back down on the sofa.
"Let me give you a massage first." Shirakawa Natsumi couldn't ask his brother for help without giving him anything in return.
He reached out and pulled her jeans down all the way down to her knees, then tossed them aside.
He held her two feet in his hands.
Sure enough, no matter how many times you see my brother's feet, you have to admit it. The feet of that aloof, elegant woman are the sexiest among the women around Shirakawa Natsu.
When the blond-haired man started the massage, Mikoto obediently closed his eyes, lay down on the sofa, and began to enjoy it.
He had his brother's body completely under his control.
While massaging him, he grabbed his brother's soles and toes and rubbed them against himself.
Miyuki's legs are straight and long, so I need to think of a way to have my brother wear black stockings and high heels to rub them against him.
Mikoto wasn't very cooperative, barely spreading her toes and mechanically moving her feet back and forth without any rhythm or skill. Her attitude was extremely perfunctory, highlighting her complete indifference.
Shirakawa Natsu didn't care; it was just an experiment anyway. After more than ten minutes, he felt himself entering battle mode again.
He glanced at the time; 12 minutes, 3 minutes less than he expected. This was probably due to the bonus from his brother's footwork.
"Alright, let's begin." Shirakawa Natsumi moved her sexy, sullen feet away from the work.
At the same time, stop massaging with the yellow hair on your hands.
Miyuki looked up, her eyes filled with suspicion. She could guess what Shirakawa Natsu was planning, but she hadn't expected the CD time to be so fast.
"Don't look at me like that." Shirakawa Natsu said unhappily, sitting back on the sofa. This time, he planned not to move himself, so as to obtain the most objective data. He patted Miyuki's pelvis: "It's your turn this time."
Miyuki frowned; she preferred to lie down.
Without saying much, he got up from the sofa, stood between Shirakawa Natsu's feet, and reached one hand between her feet to steady himself.
Shirakawa Natsu looked at Minoki's smooth back, where her figure's advantages were on full display.
Mi no Kumi doesn't need a point of leverage; she can sit in a half-squat simply by bending her two long legs.
"Let me help you." Shirakawa Natsu proactively reached out and supported her slender waist, making it easier for her to exert herself.
It's true that moving yourself and lying flat to enjoy yourself are two different experiences; no wonder the lecherous fox always likes to lie still.
Miyuki had good stamina, but he gradually began to run out of energy. He went from doing a half squat in mid-air to sitting on his lap to rest. His breathing became heavy and he started to pant.
The two bodies were initially connected at a single point, but their skin gradually pressed together.
Miyuki was almost completely leaning against Shirakawa Natsu's chest.
Shirakawa Natsu hugged her from behind, lowered his head and kissed her fair neck, where fine beads of sweat, slightly salty, were visible.
As he shuddered for the last time, Shirakawa Natsu couldn't resist taking a deep breath of her neck skin, leaving a noticeable hickey by the time he realized it.
Miyuki collapsed into his arms, exhaling slowly, and this time she didn't stubbornly deny it anymore.
Shirakawa Natsu reached out and touched her to check her condition.
Would you say that I've already turned my brother into my own shape?
"Lie down first, I'll do it one more time." Shirakawa Natsu leaned close to her ear and nibbled on her earlobe.
Miyuki's limp body trembled, but he didn't speak.
Shirakawa Natsu knew that she would never admit defeat.
However, it's impossible to get her to move.
He made Miyuki kneel on the sofa, stood behind her, took off her T-shirt which was completely soaked with sweat and wrinkled, and held her pelvis with both hands.
It's now completely its own shape. The whole process went surprisingly smoothly, without any discomfort.
Ten minutes later, Shirakawa Natsu was completely on her back, and the two of them fell onto the sofa together.
"You lost." Bai Chuanxia hugged her and stroked her long legs: "You can clean the sofa tomorrow."
"..." Mi no Shiki remained motionless, too weak to pay attention to him, only controlling her muscles to tighten and express her dissatisfaction in a small way.
Shirakawa Natsu didn't know why he would suddenly say something like that, and in the end, he could only attribute it to the strange competitive spirit between brothers.
After lying on the sofa for more than ten minutes, my hot body gradually calmed down, and the air conditioning blew on my skin, stimulating my skin with a cool sensation.
"You'll catch a cold if you lie down any longer. Go take a shower first." Shirakawa Natsumi withdrew her hand from her chest and patted her hip bone.
"Mmm." Miyuki responded, covering her forehead with one hand, her brows furrowed, clearly still a little dizzy.
As soon as I stood up, something flowed out and dripped onto the ground along my skin.
"Don't move." Shirakawa Natsu quickly pulled out a piece of toilet paper from the side, crumpled it into a small ball, and stuffed it into her mouth.
He performed this set of movements with remarkable ease; he was in poor health and often suffered from nosebleeds, so he was very skilled at it.
Just as Mikoto regained his footing, his legs suddenly gave way and he staggered again.
"Be careful." After reminding her, Shirakawa Natsu quickly got up to help her up and asked with concern, "Are you alright?"
Miyu smoothed her short hair with her hand, her expression gradually returning from a daze, and waved her hand: "I'm fine."
Shirakawa Natsu watched as she struggled to stand up straight; this was probably her brother's last act of defiance.
"Let's take a bath together," Shirakawa Natsu suggested, since Minoki couldn't possibly dig the entire thing out by himself.
This time, Miyuki did not refuse.
The two lay in the bathtub, the steam gradually filling the bathroom, the warm water washing away their fatigue.
Although both of them were completely exhausted, it did not prevent them from feeling this unique sense of comfort.
The bathtubs in luxury apartments were designed with the issue of multiple people bathing at the same time in mind from the very beginning.
To this, Shirakawa Natsumi could only say that the designer was incredibly knowledgeable.
"Meet with Hojo Maki tomorrow." Mikoto kept her eyes closed, her face expressionless. "No matter what happens, don't interfere. Just record everything."
“Okay.” Shirakawa Natsu held her foot underwater. If the back of a man can be developed to have the same stimulation as the front, then can the feet be developed as well? After all, many manga and anime have this feature.
But after he played with her for a long time, Miyuki showed no reaction and even pulled her feet back, placing them together underwater.
She has the inherent elegance of a mature woman perfectly under control.
He originally wanted to spread his legs and let Mikoto sit in his lap to experience this classic position.
But somehow, the two of them naturally ended up sitting side by side like brothers taking a bath.
Even with complete honesty, the ambiguous atmosphere remained completely unresolved.
Compared to Nao Jingu wearing black pantyhose while taking a bath, it felt like I was taking a fake bath.
Shirakawa Natsu couldn't help but wonder, could it be that relationships with brothers could only be limited to simple backroom deals?
Finally, Miyuki lay face down on the bathtub, letting Shirakawa Natsu clean up her back.
The two took their towels and went back to their respective rooms.
Shirakawa Natsu lay in bed, his feelings complicated. As the saying goes, familiarity breeds affection, and he knew that his feelings for Miyuki were not romantic love.
He was certain that their friendship had not changed.
But now that there's a business relationship involved, in addition to brotherhood, there's also a purely physical bond.
He could no longer accept that Miyuki would fall in love with another man in the future.
As for whether he can accept her continuing to see other women, that depends on whether he's invited to join in.
Men are just like that, so real.
Putting aside his complicated feelings for his brother, he took out his phone and opened the Yellow Hair app.
In the "Friends" section, Mi no Kumi is still listed first.
Shirakawa Natsu felt a sense of loss, but mostly relief, that Miyuki's feelings hadn't changed.
Sleeping with my best friend of many years, and we got along very well, but it wasn't love, is a very complicated feeling that's hard to describe.
Shaking his head, he dismissed these strange ideas and continued clicking on the Yellow Hair APP to begin his research.
The experiment was a great success; the powerful minotaur kidneys possess twice the capabilities of a healthy male.
This is mainly reflected in two aspects: normal humans can only have it once, while under the kidneys of a minotaur, it can be done twice directly.
Then there's CD, and the cooldown time will be halved.
Chapter 122 Amazing Physical Strength
Reality isn't a novel; it often takes more than ten hours.
Having thick arms puts you at the bottom of the social hierarchy; you have to be at least a leader or something before you're comfortable greeting people.
Shirakawa Natsu clicked on the newly redeemed kidney.
A note immediately popped up next to it: "Powerful Minotaur Kidney LV1, upgrade to unlock advanced abilities."
There is also an upgrade button at the bottom.
Upgrade required: 100 points.
"Powerful Minotaur Kidney LV2, Ammo Quantity +1".
Similar to the exchange, the consumption and exchange functions have specific numerical values indicating the new abilities.
When you redeem a heart for the first time, you can also upgrade it. When the heart is upgraded to LV2, the blood supply speed increases by 100%.
Therefore, he had no interest in upgrading his heart.
His priority now is to survive; how to survive comes later.
The kidney-upgrading effect is easy to understand. A normal person needs to rest after one session, but he can now do it twice directly.
If you upgrade to LV2, you can do it three times directly.
In other words, without any techniques, you can go all out at high intensity and achieve a terrifying 18 minutes of continuous shooting.
If you upgrade Niu Zi's time, even if it's just from 6 minutes to 10 minutes, the final time will be an astonishing 30 minutes.
"Terrifying." Shirakawa Natsu was secretly shocked. A normal woman would break down if she were continuously showered for half an hour.
He only needs 100 points to achieve that.
"Gulp!" Shirakawa Natsu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the image of the lewd fox with lifeless eyes, making a V-sign and whimpering appeared in her mind.
Shake your head to get rid of these strange thoughts.
He opened the skill bar. In addition to the 30 points, this side quest also had a special effect that reduced the points required to upgrade the Yellow Hair Massage Technique by 50%.
The ingenious uses of the Yellow Hair app are self-evident; my brothers have now completely transformed into his shape.
Click on the skills bar; currently there are only two skills: Photography (Beginner) and Yellow Hair Massage Technique (Beginner).
Click on the blond massage technique again, and upgrade options will appear.
"Upgrade the Yellow Hair Massage Technique (Beginner) to (Intermediate)? Requires 30 points (60/2)."
"Yellow Hair Massage Technique (Intermediate): Exquisite massage skills. The massage recipient is completely relaxed, their consciousness is blurred, and their temporary goodwill towards you increases. They will not turn back (without injury)."
Shirakawa Natsumi's lips twitched. 60 upgrade points were quite a lot. Even with a 50% reduction, it was still just enough to complete one side quest to upgrade.
However, you get what you pay for. Compared to the basic massage technique, the intermediate level has the added benefit of increasing the recipient's favorability. The extent of the increase is not specified, but it is likely related to the environment and Shirakawa Natsu's own handsomeness.
As expected, it's an upgraded branch of the pure love genre.
The effect of not looking back has been upgraded from looking back after going deep into the area to not being injured.
This non-injury level is quite subtle, because a married woman's tolerance level is definitely different from that of a young girl.
Imagine trying to make a deal like you're with a brother—that's impossible now, and it'd most likely lead to serious injury.
Moreover, if the other party is a naive young girl, bleeding would certainly be considered an injury.
Therefore, the "Yellow Hair Massage Technique" is essentially a specialized skill for dealing with married women.
Shirakawa Natsu is torn between upgrading her cowgirl technique or upgrading her blonde massage technique.
The thought had barely crossed my mind when I immediately shook it off. There were still seven days until the mission started; thinking about such things was too early.