I practiced as a monk alone in Japan.

Chapter 125 If you don't know something, you can learn it~ (Second update~)

I really love it.

Some seemingly low-class things can undergo tremendous changes when applied to different people.

It's not just the value that's visible to the naked eye.

Like a piece of raw jade, in the hands of someone who doesn't know how to carve it, it's no different from waste material, and can even be made worse than waste material.

However, in the hands of an expert, even a slight flaw can be transformed into a valuable characteristic.

Even though her leg disability might seem like a flaw to Kiyono Mizuki, she is actually quite beautiful thanks to her innate talent and the care she receives from Tsukino Gen.

The feet that landed in my hands had a delicate and refined feel. They were warm and plump.

Not overly bony, nor does it tend to be emaciated.

At this moment, Kiyono Mizuki was so embarrassed that she could hardly lift her head. The other person was saying such direct and bold things and was holding her foot like that.

She also wanted to be stronger and braver, but there was always a limit in her heart, while this boy could always easily cross her psychological defenses and do things that she never dared to think about.

"They're lying again."

With rosy cheeks, Kiyono Mizuki could only hug her pillow, trying to bury her face in it. She might as well just bury her head in the sand like an ostrich.

Tsukino Gen's hands didn't stop moving; he continued to use his internal energy to send warmth to the other person.

Since his ability to project internal energy has been enhanced, he has been able to more clearly sense the meridians inside the other person's legs, and there are indeed many blockages. In medical terms, these are probably nerves or something similar, but in Tsukino Gen's eyes, they are simply meridians.

In theory, unblocking these meridians can restore the other person's legs to their original state.

However, although it looks easy, it does consume a lot of energy. Moreover, it requires extremely precise control; internal energy is his scalpel.

Do I look like a con artist?

His finger movements were delicate, like playing the piano on the other person's skin.

From the instep of the other person, all the way down to their bony ankle.

Kiyono Mizuki desperately wanted to pull her leg back, but she couldn't, and could only endure this inexplicable shame. She felt a little itchy and a little unsatisfied.

Just apply a little more pressure. Don't worry about hurting yourself.

But it's just that I can't say these things out loud, after all, I'm a girl. It's too embarrassing to say such things.

“You’re a liar!” Kiyono Mizuki’s cheeks were already bright red.

Gen Tsukino smiled and said, "Just because I'm handsome doesn't mean I'm a fraud. There are plenty of handsome men in the world who are even more beautiful inside. Like me."

"Who boasts like that? There's a limit to narcissism, you know."

This is truly shameful; even anime-style dialogue has appeared.

Gen Tsukino massaged the other person's ankle, then moved to the shapely calves.

"How's your writing going lately?"

Knowing when to stop, I changed the subject.

Hearing this topic, Kiyono Mizuki's embarrassment lessened slightly. "The editor is quite nice. He even talked to me today. If the book performs well, we can consider publishing it."

"Oh, then wouldn't that mean we can make money?"

"We're already making money, okay?"

"When you hand over your royalties, I'll manage them for you."

"???"

"What, is it so hard for me to manage the money?"

The boy seemed oblivious to the meaning of those words and continued to shamelessly ask.

Kiyono Mizuki couldn't help but mutter, "What kind of friend manages their friend's money?"

The implication was that he wanted to control her money, and that they should establish a relationship first.

Gen Tsukino nodded.

"That's true, then I'll help you invest."

Qingye Mizue:? ? ?
No, is it a problem with that?!

How do you invest?

"I'll use it to gamble, and I guarantee it'll multiply your money several times over in a day."

"Fuck off!"

Unbeknownst to him, Tsukino Gen's hand had already climbed up to the other person's thigh.

The disheveled skirt couldn't hide any more of the spring scenery.

The girl felt it more clearly; her face was almost buried in the pillow.

"Is it...almost done?"

The trembling voice sounded like a plea. The boy, sitting on the edge of the bed, looked at her rosy face and leaned closer. His breath enveloped her even more intensely.

The room, with the lights on, already had an atmosphere so ambiguous and alluring that it was almost unbearable to look at.

"Is that all you're satisfied with?"

"Eh?"

"No, I mean, are you really satisfied with this?"

"What are you even talking about?!"

While doing such things, she wouldn't let up with her words. She felt that if she were five years younger, her heart would probably be racing so fast she'd almost die.

"Just kidding, don't be too nervous."

I felt the other person's hand gradually leave, and the warmth was fading away.

Although she felt a primal reluctance, she could finally breathe a sigh of relief. Feeling her breathing gradually return to normal, Kiyono Mizuki looked up, wanting to complain about the other person's unbridled behavior.

unacceptable.

If you're willing to finalize things faster, then give them to me; I'm already prepared for that.

The pulling and tugging made it so hard to keep going, it was really unbearable.

"Who keeps making jokes like that? You... um."

Before I could say anything, the dark figure loomed over me.

Her moist lips were sealed by his hot breath, and the bright lights suddenly dimmed.

Her hands, which were originally holding the pillow, unconsciously climbed onto the boy's arm, and it was unclear whether this action was a sign of resistance or welcome.

But even though they couldn't speak, they didn't seem to refuse.

However, before he could completely succumb to the kiss, he felt as if his heart was being held in his grasp, and Kiyono Mizuki's breathing gradually became heavy.

She couldn't help but open her bright eyes and gently nudged the boy's shoulder.

"What are you doing?"

The boy, who seemed to feel no shame at all, opened his eyes and said softly, "It would be a bit unfair to only massage the legs. Of course, we should take care of everything."

".satyr."

She spoke softly, her cheeks flushed, yet she seemed powerless to stop him. At this moment, the boy, not knowing when to stop, whispered, "It doesn't feel quite right just with my hands, should I take a look?"

Qingye Mizue:? ? ?
You're pushing your luck, aren't you!

She glanced at the boy's smiling expression, which revealed a clear eagerness, and couldn't help but feel a secret joy.

At least she still has something about her that he finds attractive.

just
"Turn out the lights."

With the lights on, can't you at least be a little more considerate of a girl's modesty?
Tsukino Gen muttered, "I can't see anything with the lights off."

You really just want to see it?! How about we get an X-ray too? You bastard!
"Then get out."

"Close it then."

"Clap."

The speed was incredibly fast; the entire time from when he left the edge of the bed to when he returned to it was definitely less than three seconds. The movement even made Kiyono Mizuki think a breeze had blown into the room.

Soon after the boy returned, he didn't waste any more words.

Kiyono Mizuki was forced to tilt her head back, revealing her fair and delicate neck. Her shoulders were so smooth that the suspenders couldn't support her for long.

When she couldn't help but close her eyes, she could feel the boy's unusually persistent behavior.

Why are you acting like a child?
So what if you like it?

It even aroused a certain maternal instinct in the girl.

Of course, Tsukino Gen also took excellent care of her. A true climbing enthusiast wouldn't let even the most treacherous peaks pass by, let alone something that could ignite such a desire for conquest.

The aroma is rich and lingers on the lips and teeth.

I don't know how much time passed, but there was a faint, rustling sound.

The girl, who had been relatively calm, was now like a lump of mud.

In this situation, Gen Tsukino naturally didn't care about going home. He held her in his arms and enjoyed the rare tranquility of the dark night.

Actually, she's a little too dependent and hesitant to fully let go, but Kiyono Mizuki is already trying her best to adapt.

"A dog in the Chinese zodiac, a bad guy."

She mumbled against the other person's chest.

She couldn't adjust her legs very well, but the thoughtful boy helped her.

It's truly remarkable how these anime heroine-like girls, even with unexpected physical defects, are blessed with natural advantages. Their waists are slender and supple without any excess fat, and their perky buttocks don't sag even after prolonged sitting.

As for the chest
Yes, I've tried it carefully, and it's wonderful beyond words. I can't stop praising it.

"There's nothing I can do, I'm an orphan, so I lack a bit of maternal love."

"What kind of excuse is this, using orphans as a basis for such a thing?"

So shameless.

Kiyono Mizuki couldn't help but pat his shoulder with the hand that was behind his back.

"You often make me carry you because of your legs, so isn't this just me returning the favor?"

"Get lost! I didn't ask you to hug me, you just insisted on doing it."

"Yes, yes, it's all because Jian Yue is too alluring, so she made me act like a monster."

"Humph~"

There's really no systematic way to win a girl's heart, and using a formula would give off an unrealistic vibe, which isn't genuine.

Gen Tsukino believes that the important thing is not what you say, but to make the other person truly feel your affection for them.

People always say that you don't like her, you just lust after her body, as if such behavior is somewhat despicable.

But as long as there is desire, there is no distinction between high and low. Because something is needed, the sense of security can be gradually filled.

Everyone understands that things without value, without anything worth keeping, are the easiest to discard.

"By the way, is your pen name Qingyue?"

Suddenly remembering something, Tsukino Gen asked softly.

Kiyono Mizuki paused, then said, "Yeah. Why are you asking that?"

"It's nothing. I just heard people talking about this pen name recently, and I was wondering if it was you. It seems you've already made a name for yourself."

This is something Saionji Karen mentioned today.

One person's perspective on Karen Saionji may not mean much, but statistically speaking, the fact that someone around her has noticed it proves that the trend is positive.

At least this is something that can keep Kiyono Mizuki enthusiastic for quite a while.

How much money one makes or whether one can become famous are secondary matters, at least not to Gen Tsukino.

The important thing is whether this girl, who is not favored by fate, has a career that she can dedicate herself to. People need to have something to care about in order to live with passion.

"What do you mean by 'somewhat famous'? Just wait and see. Maybe in a year or two, I'll become a celebrity you can't even dream of being with. What are you doing?"

The boy, head down, gave a vague answer.

"Didn't they say they'd be too high a catch later? Well, now's the time to climb up properly. What if the opportunity is gone?"

This man!

It's not like you're saying that if I really become famous, I won't be allowed to climb up to you anymore. Hmm.

It really is a dog, and a bad dog at that.

"Be gentle, you bastard!"

After a while, the boy looked up, took the other person's hand, and moved it down.

In the darkness, her face turned bright red.

The boy whispered something in his ear.

Then the girl's eyes widened, her gaze moist and dreamy.

"I...I don't know how."

"Want to learn?"

Are you waiting for me here?

"Yeah, I've been waiting for a long time."

"Don't blame me for breaking it."

"I wouldn't blame you even if I killed you, but of course, it's best not to. I'm worried you'll suffer later."

screw you!
But Kiyono Mizuki, who was practically burying her face in the other's chest, had no idea what she was doing in her dazed state.

But if it satisfies him, then it doesn't matter.

Ok.

It's so hot!

……

(End of this chapter)