Chapter 109

“Lie down.” Shirakawa Natsu placed her hands on her shoulders. “Leave the rest to me.”

Kanna Hojo lay on the bed, her face flushed, her arms crossed, using them to cushion her face.

Shirakawa Natsu took a deep breath and, just like with Miyuki, placed her hands on Miyuki’s cervical spine.

“Ah ha.” Like Mikoto, Kanna Hojo let out a sigh through her teeth.

“If you want to stop, you can say so anytime,” Shirakawa Natsu said with a smile, as she began to move her hands down her spine, all the way to her tailbone.

Kanna Hojo’s body is much softer and more supple than Mikoto’s; it feels like your fingers could sink into it.

It’s not as simple as finding the tailbone; you need to pry it open a bit to find the exact location.

Insert both thumbs and rotate them around the coccyx once.

After gripping firmly with the other four fingers, exert force simultaneously, causing a strong pressure sensation on the tip of the coccyx.

“Ah.” Kanna Hojo buried her face in the mattress, still unable to help but let out a cry.

Shirakawa Natsu nodded in satisfaction. The blond-haired man’s massage skills were indeed legendary; it seemed as if he had this voluptuous body completely under his control.

Like a highly skilled musician, his fingers tapped on her body with a unique rhythm, causing Kanna Hojo to utter melodies with specific rhythms.

His hand gradually reached towards the short skirt at his waist, unzipping the side zipper.

Kanna Hojo cooperated by lifting her leg, letting her short skirt slide off her calves.

Her legs weren’t fat, but rather plump and fleshy.

Just as Shirakawa Natsu had expected, because she planned to get intimate with Miyuki that night, she was dressed very daringly underneath, in a truly see-through style, and the color was gradually darkening after his massage.

Meanwhile, Jingu Nao hummed a little tune as she selected meat for dinner at the supermarket.

Shirakawa Natsu and Hojo Kanna left the groceries they bought at the supermarket without paying.

Jingu Nao noticed there were only some eggs in the refrigerator. It was 4 PM, and there was still plenty of time between the original plan of 6 PM and the actual time.

“Hehe, Natsu likes to eat pork belly.” Jingu Nao accurately took out the dishes that Shirakawa Natsu likes to eat and tossed them precisely into the shopping basket. She then walked to the green peppers: “Natsu is not in good health, so she must have a balanced diet.”

“He said he likes Chinese food.” Jingu Nao, like a happy little bird, smiled broadly as she hopped around picking out dishes, talking to herself: “Hehe, he’ll be so surprised. You’re so great, Nao.”

Shirakawa Natsu removed Hojo Kanna’s skirt, knowing the girl wouldn’t resist. He ran his hands up her waist to her chest, unbuttoned her top, and took it off her arm.

Then there’s the strap across the back. Untie the middle, and the visual effect of this strap is amazing. Even when lying down, you can see a small semicircle pressed out from both sides of the armpits.

Using the motion of massaging her armpits, Shirakawa Natsu pressed her fingers on the two squeezed-out semicircles.

It felt like pressing into a marshmallow; I instantly sank in.

Due to the effects of the blond-haired massage technique, Hojo Kanna was completely limp, with fine sweat appearing on her body, like a lump of soft mud, which he could knead into various shapes at will.

“Next, I need to pour some essential oils,” Shirakawa Natsu said, picking up a bottle of lubricant from the side.

There were no essential oils in the hotel, but it didn’t really matter what kind they were.

Having learned from the experience of doing it to Miyuki last time, directly doing it there would definitely be discovered.

The smell is impossible to mask, but it’s much safer when mixed with lubricant.

He squeezed a bottle of lubricant directly into a crevice in Hojo Kanna’s waist.

“Ah, it’s cold.” The cool liquid fell on her back, and Kanna Hojo shivered.

She is now completely limp and unable to resist.

The lubricant quickly flowed down her fair skin, and Shirakawa Natsu patted her skin with both hands, immediately causing a soft tremor in her flesh.

The lubricant had a unique, slippery feel to my palm, and when I lifted it up, there were also crystal-clear, stringy strands.

He used a yellow-haired massage technique to let the lubricant run down the skin and eventually flow into the crevices.

His fingers guided the lubricant, spreading it evenly around the area.

Hojo Kanna’s body had completely lost the ability to resist, and she could only let his hands tremble slightly.

Her already mature body, after being coated with a glistening lubricant, appeared incredibly greasy under the light.

The skin seems to be reflecting light.

The lubricant provided by the hotel was clearly not high-end; after being applied, it emitted a cheap perfume scent.

This rough aroma, combined with the visually striking body, constantly stimulates the nerves.

No one can resist a voluptuous body covered in lubricant.

Shirakawa Natsu placed her right hand on the thin thread on the right side of the underwear and gently pulled, causing the tie-up underwear, which was completely soaked in lubricant, to spring open instantly.

Even though I was prepared, I was still dazzled by the scale of it.

Unlike the completely clean Miyuki, she was clearly meticulously groomed.

A body of white jade lay completely limp on the bed.

Shirakawa Natsumi’s palm slid across her skin; it was sticky, smooth, and the lubricant created a wonderful chemical reaction with her skin.

He wasn’t in a hurry, but instead stimulated her body continuously according to the specific rhythm of the blond massage technique.

Kanna Hojo’s eyes were tightly closed, her small mouth slightly open, as if in pain or pleasure. Her body seemed to be no longer under her control, as if countless hands were kneading her skin.

Shirakawa Natsu lowered his head slightly, it was almost done. His fingers gradually moved down from the coccyx and massaged around the pubic bone.

The humidity in the air begins to gradually increase.

His fingers gradually became covered in more than just lubricant.

Jingu Nao poured the washed vegetables into the pot, making a crisp “splashing” sound.

The apron tied around her waist accentuated her beautiful figure.

The phone was placed aside, and a melodious tune was playing from it.

“Hey, why does it sound more and more like a love song?” Jingu Nao chuckled as she flipped the spatula in the pan.

When your heart is filled with love, every sound seems like a lover’s seductive whisper.

“Ring.” My phone suddenly beeped with a text message.

“Hehe, it must be from Xia to cute Nao.” Jingu Nao reached for her phone, opened it with a grin, and frowned slightly when she saw that the sender was Kimura Momo.

I opened the text message again, and it was a photo with the background being the Lovers’ Street outside the University of Tokyo.

The couples around them were embracing and wearing smiles that seemed to come after the event.

In the middle is Kanna Hojo, who is holding Natsu Shirakawa’s hand as they enter the lobby of a hotel.

Kanna Hojo stood there stunned for a few seconds until she heard a crackling sound from the pot next to her, then she came to her senses and turned off the stove.

She untied her apron, turned, and walked towards the door.

As she reached the door, she suddenly smiled and said, “You are Jingu Nao. Nao should stay at home and wait for the boy she likes to come home.”

As she spoke, she turned around, retied her apron, walked to the stove, and turned on the fire.

Looking at the flickering flames, Jingu Nao smiled and said, “Nao believes in Natsu, Nao loves Natsu the most.”

Shirakawa Natsu’s fingers continued massaging, and he could already see a noticeable swelling.

With the task at hand, the key is to remain calm and steady, and absolutely no fancy tricks.

Follow the Huangmao massage technique carefully.

The fingers gradually developed noticeable stringiness.

“That’s about it.” Shirakawa Natsu reached for her waistband with her other hand.

“No, no… I can’t anymore,” Kanna Hojo suddenly said, her eyes closed.

“Huh?” Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback, her hand on her belt freezing in mid-air: “What do you mean, ‘can’t’?”

“Natsu, please, move aside.” After saying this, Hojo Kanna began to tremble violently, as if she was enduring something.

“Holy crap.” Shirakawa Natsu sensed danger approaching and abruptly pulled back her hand, pulling up a glistening strand of silk.

He quickly moved aside.

The next second, a series of urgent sounds echoed in the couple’s suite, and under the dim lighting, a rainbow seemed to be reflected in the room.

Shirakawa Natsu stared wide-eyed, completely bewildered. What was going on? This was way beyond what was expected!

The description of “Yellow Hair Massage Technique” only mentions that it makes people not turn around, but it doesn’t mention that it actually has that effect.

No, Shirakawa Natsu immediately realized that he had experimented on Minoki.

Her reaction was much milder.

In that instant, Shirakawa Natsu realized the misconception he had been having all along.

The skills on the Huangmao APP are beyond reality; they belong to the rule-based skill category. As long as you follow the predetermined requirements, you will obtain the predetermined result.

But reality is not a game, and everyone’s constitution is different. Kanna Hojo is clearly one of those who reacts more intensely.

As the rainbow faded, Kanna Hojo spread her legs and buried her head in her arms like an ostrich.

“It’s alright, the mission can still be completed.” Shirakawa Natsu carefully walked around the puddle.

Sitting next to Kanna Hojo, he gently stroked her back: “It’s okay. A massage can relax your whole body. It’s normal to encounter things like this.”

Kanna Hojo didn’t speak, but slightly raised her head to look at Natsu Shirakawa. Seeing his bright smile, she said after a while, “Natsu, you’re so gentle.”

“Hmm, the massage isn’t over yet.” Shirakawa Natsu’s hands had already begun to perform the blond massage technique on her body again.

The task was simply to get it to the groin without being detected.

There was no requirement for success on the first try, so he could certainly try again.

Having learned from his previous experience, he was confident that he would not fail this time.

This time, when it comes to the pubic bone massage, we won’t use our hands; we’ll use the quest item directly.

“However.” Shirakawa Natsu glanced at the clock on the wall. It was already five o’clock, and there was only one hour left until six o’clock, the time she had agreed with Jingu Nao. If she continued the mission, there would definitely not be enough time to go eat.

“Never mind, the mission is definitely more important.” Shirakawa Natsu shook her head, took out her phone and typed a message to Jingu Nao, telling her that she was worried about Hojo Kanna’s safety and needed to go back later, and that she didn’t need to wait for her.

After putting down my phone, I realized that I had been massaging for so long. Massage is also a physically demanding activity, and since I’m not in good health, I felt waves of fatigue washing over me.

“Natsu seems tired,” Kanna Hojo suddenly said. “Let me give Natsu a massage this time.