I practiced as a monk alone in Japan.

Chapter 251 The Narrowest Door

The raindrops tapped softly against the window.

It was as if the sky, which had been holding back all summer, finally couldn't help but burst into tears this autumn.

"Hahaha, why does this angle look so strange? Your celebration looks like a unicorn."

"No, where did you find this video?"

A spacious and luxurious two-story duplex apartment.

The bright crystal chandelier made the night seem like it was bathed in sunshine, even though the autumn rain outside seemed to be pouring down.

It was like a huge shelter, the only harbor from the storm.

A boy drinking water on the sofa.

And the beautiful woman who had her legs draped over his thighs.

Mochizuki Miki held her phone, her laughter trembling.

It's already autumn, but my outfit is still a bit light and casual, perhaps because I'm at home.

The black satin slip dress added a touch of mysterious allure to her already beautiful long legs.

Her toes were also painted with bright red nail polish, like ripe cherries, making one want to taste them and see if each one had a different flavor and a different kind of sweetness.

Okay, I want to reiterate that I am not a perverted foot fetishist.

It's just an instinctive feeling for beauty.

Meanwhile, Mochizuki Miki, holding her phone, was watching videos of her own sports festival matches. She had been watching them for a long time, seemingly determined to watch every single clip until they were etched into every line of her mind.

Mochizuki Miki, holding her phone, looked over, and the boy had a somewhat helpless expression on his face.

"This is a video released by your school. People are commenting that you get so much screen time, hahaha."

It's clear that Mochizuki Miki wasn't just admiring him; she was also looking for details where she could play a 'prank' on the boy.

Even though many pranks don't bother Tsukino Gen, he's not easily swayed by them. But there's no way around it; your opponent is one of the best actors in the country, and it's actually a little awkward.

It's like not letting the people around you know that you're an online erotic comic artist.

"Some people even said, 'Did you edit this video yourself?' It's hilarious."

Tsukino Gen, annoyed, reached out and snatched the phone from the other person's hand. Although he was thick-skinned and had a strong mentality, he couldn't stand this woman's incessant talking.

What? Have I become one of the must-have dishes at the dinner table?
"You can laugh at this? That's not the kind of laugh a professional actor would have."

Watching the boy take her phone, Mochizuki Miki wasn't in a hurry.

She leaned gracefully against the sofa cushions, her languid posture like that of a Persian cat. Or perhaps she resembled a femme fatale from an ancient palace, a woman considered a source of calamity.

"What? Having a high threshold for laughter can lead to depression. Do you really want me to be some kind of melancholic, sickly beauty? Or is it that you men just happen to like this kind of thing?"

Gen Tsukino looked at the other person with amusement.

"I find it hard to believe that such an illness has not caused you to develop depression. It's rare to find a woman as optimistic as you."

Indeed, they continue to be active on screen despite the risk of things getting out of control at any moment.

There's no need to elaborate on their mental fortitude.

Even as the health problems became increasingly apparent, and despite the thought that he might die soon, he was still able to do many things, including giving his all for his family in the end.

All of this demonstrates that she is definitely not someone who likes to give up on herself.

Mochizuki Miki slightly propped herself up, then shifted her position, leaning on the boy's shoulder. Her long hair cascaded down like a curtain, seemingly becoming a part of the boy's body.

It slid down his chest.

My heart was rising and falling slightly with each beat of my chest.

"I can't help but be pessimistic. Otherwise, would I really have to issue a statement, cry to the whole world, and say that I'm going to die and there's nothing I can do about it? I'm not some great person, and I don't deserve the whole world's sadness for me. Of course, it's impossible for that many people to be sad for me. Rather than dying in a spectacular way, I think it's more appropriate to quietly escape on a sunny afternoon when there's not too much sun or torrential rain."

Gen Tsukino pondered the scene for a moment.

"It sounds a lot like the scene where the Godfather dies in the vineyard."

"You've also seen The Godfather?"

"Of course, isn't it said that it's a must-see movie for men?"

"Pfft."

The woman laughed heartily, then turned to look at the boy's face.

I don't know why, but every time I meet him, I feel that he shines brighter and is more dazzling than the last time.

Perhaps it's the filter of longing? Or perhaps growing up in him just seems so special, so obvious?

do not know.

All I know is that he has completely captured my aesthetic sense; it's a face I can never tire of looking at. It's hard to imagine I'd ever be such a sucker for good looks. I always thought I was someone who valued soul more.

Perhaps she is also a foolish woman who could be deceived by a handsome face and end up penniless.

"You don't need to read these things, nor do you need any life dogmas, to be a good person, a very special man."

Her expression at that moment resembled that of her fans gazing at her, though it seemed that Mochizuki Miki herself was unaware of this.

Gen Tsukino looked at her and said, "Aren't you really afraid I'll get arrogant?"

"Hmm? Why should I be afraid of you getting arrogant? I'd rather you get arrogant."

As she spoke, her hand moved downwards, heading towards the strange place.

Gen Tsukino immediately understood what the woman meant.

Before it became clear that the swelling was likely to occur, Tsukino Gen pressed down on the back of the woman's hand.

This is not something that can be easily controlled by willpower. Mochizuki Miki's charm is outstanding even among women, and simple willpower simply cannot resist it.

Moreover, Gen Tsukino discovered that as his cultivation level increased and his physique became stronger, his reactions also became more sensitive.

This sensitivity isn't something I'm ashamed to talk about; it's just that I react quickly to external stimuli.

He can usually control himself well, but when he's with this kind of woman, in a deliberate setting, it becomes quite obvious.

He doesn't want this to be discovered, at least not right now.

"Didn't I come here to treat your illness? What are you doing here?"

The boy's eyes were fixed on her gaze.

Despite being stopped, Mochizuki Miki's smile remained alluring and seductive. It was unclear whether she was deliberately portraying this captivating woman or if it was simply part of her hidden personality. With that beauty mark under her tear and those provocative eyes, she was the epitome of a femme fatale.

This explains why, in ancient times, a beauty mark under the eye was considered an ominous sign.

“I didn’t do anything. Treatment requires tools. Just like doctors always carry syringes, let me check if you have any tools with you.”

Gen Tsukino realized that this woman was also exceptionally good at making lewd jokes.

The syringes have arrived.

He removed the other person's hand.

"It's getting late, and I need to go home tonight. Lie down."

Mochizuki Miki blinked, looking at the boy who had suddenly become very serious.

Even if you speak with that expression, I'll still misunderstand.

"How could you possibly misunderstand that?"

"Of course, wouldn't it be more convenient to not wear clothes?"

She asked with a smile, her cheeks flushed as if she were drunk, even though she hadn't been drinking.

"Snapped."

The boy didn't hold back and slapped the other person's deliberately protruding buttocks.

Who would guess this posture is for medical treatment? It looks like someone's just coming to work.

Wow, is this the advantage of being an actor? No matter what kind of charm you need, she can portray it accurately and without any difficulty. And she can't even evoke the slightest bit of aversion in the viewer.

"There's no such rule. Get down right now."

"Okay, I know~ You really hit hard."

"Wouldn't you be more comfortable this way?"

Mochizuki Miki: ? ? ?
The woman obediently lay down on the sofa, using a cushion as a pillow, and closed her eyes slightly.

She didn't know what kind of treatment Tsukino Gen was referring to; it seemed like no tools or medications were prepared.

However, it is undeniable that every time he had an attack, he was able to effectively control his condition.

From this perspective, it seems that we should believe in all methods.

Moreover, even if someone uses this as an excuse to take advantage of her, she wouldn't refuse; on the contrary, she would look forward to it even more.

how to say.

My original plan was to experience everything I hadn't experienced before leaving this world, so that I might be even more grateful.

However, Tsukino Gen's actions were indeed very honest.

It is indeed a treatment being administered.

When that real heat passes through your skin, it feels as if you have a navigation system guiding you through your body.

She felt that magical power.

Just as he suspected, this boy did indeed possess a power that was not real to most people in this world. In other words, he was not an ordinary person, and to call him a special ability would seem one-sided.

What should I say?

Is it like superpowers from anime? Or spiritual energy? Or something even more fantastical?
It's so magical and unbelievable that almost the instant it passes through your body, it makes you want to shout out loud.

Words cannot describe the comforting warmth that passed through my internal organs.

As we all know, massage only moves your muscles and bones.

But his technique made it feel as if his hands had already passed through your skin and were moving inside your body.

Like the most skilled repairman, adjusting all your misaligned parts from the inside.

It was an indescribable feeling. At this moment, she experienced a subtle emotion that made her suppress this comfortable feeling and try to speak as normally as possible.

"You're willing to treat me like this, aren't you afraid that once I'm cured, you'll tell everyone about your special abilities? That way, you might become a key research subject, like a lab rat."

That's right.

His magic is definitely not just about technique.

His source of power is completely different from the consensus of ordinary people.

Therefore, if it were to come to the attention of someone with ulterior motives, it would certainly bring unimaginable trouble.

So she understood why the boy hadn't agreed to treat her in the first place.

"I agreed to do this because I knew you wouldn't do that."

The boy's answer was simple.

Mochizuki Miki could clearly see the mist rising around her.

This is an even more amazing phenomenon.

"Do you really trust me that much? You should know I'm a woman, and a pretty good actress at that. It's possible that everything up to this point has been an act, and that I might just be the one to betray you when necessary."

Saying such things at this particular time seems to defy common sense.

After all, someone who can treat her like this has the ability to easily kill her.

Who can guarantee that such words won't arouse suspicion in this already cautious young man, thus ruining everything?

Gen Tsukino's hand landed precisely on the woman's neck.

This position feels like petting a kitten.

It can also easily kill an unsuspecting person.

Moreover, her neck is so slender and supple.

His hands were steady and strong.

His voice remained low.

"Being cautious can certainly lead to a good life, but happiness is the narrowest door. Sometimes you need to have faith. What do you think?"

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(End of this chapter)