The villain, caught in a chaotic situation, only wants to boost his popularity.

What came into view was Mu Jing bending down, his fingertips holding her shoelaces, clearly taking off her shoes!

All peace and relaxation shattered in an instant.

Rage and shame surged through him once again.

Wu Ge suddenly roared:

"abnormal!!!"

Wu Ge glared at Mu Jing with disgust in her eyes.

While she was sleeping, Mu Jing had already taken off her canvas shoes and even her socks.

"You perverted doctor! What are you trying to do?!"

She frantically kicked her feet.

In his panic, he stepped on Mu Jing's face.

"Next, check the feet—!"

Mu Jing mumbled as he was being stepped on.

A warm breath brushed against the soles of her feet without warning.

It was the breath Mu Jing exhaled through his nose, along with the breath that unintentionally blew towards the soles of her feet when he spoke.

Immediately afterwards, an indescribable itch spread rapidly from the soles of her feet.

Her toes suddenly curled up, like a frightened kitten.

"Ha—Ugh!"

She bit her lip tightly, covered her mouth, and dared not make a sound.

I was afraid that the itching would break through my restraint and make strange noises.

However, because her toes suddenly curled up, the nose that was pressed against Mu Jing's glasses became even tighter.

With a gasp.

At first, it felt like a kitten scratching.

Then I felt a slight, pulling suction.

It felt like countless tiny, invisible suction cups were gently 'sucking' at her skin.

"Ugh... ugh..."

Her body went limp, she had no strength left, and she could only clench her fists tightly, blocking all sounds from her throat.

This novel and itchy sensation was an experience she had never had before.

"Alright, Xiaowu, don't move around!"

She could clearly feel the airflow from her exhaled breath quickly forming a small vortex on the soles of her feet.

Then a warm hand held the sole of her foot.

It made her feel like a rabbit whose foot was being held tightly, leaving her helpless.

"Oh, by the way, I also checked your hands earlier."

After listening to the song.

When Wuge's fingertips touched her cheek, she was shocked to realize that her nails had been cut much shorter, and she instantly screamed:

"Aa ...

She immediately curled her knees tightly to her chest, arching her body into a ball, and screamed in despair:

"Pervert! Pervert! Pervert!"

At that moment, she didn't even feel like a patient.

She felt like a lab rat being manipulated at will in a laboratory.

It felt as if I was being constantly peeled back, until I reached the very last layer.

Shame, anger, tension, violence, fear, panic, anticipation, pleasure.

Countless emotions surged through her mind in an instant.

"Okay, okay, Xiaowu, it's over."

Mu Jing looked helplessly at the red-haired girl in front of him, who looked like a little rabbit ready to run away at any moment.

He hadn't expected Wuge to be so unpredictable.

He originally thought he would need to "work overtime" at noon to continue operating the system.

I didn't expect that Wuge would finish work so quickly in this state.

"Dr. Jing, is it really over?"

Wu Ge asked timidly, her eyes still showing lingering wariness.

Mu Jing nodded.

"Hahahaha! It's finally over!"

She, who had been curled up in a ball, suddenly seemed to be injected with strength.

He propped himself up on the sofa and stared down at Mu Jing, who was kneeling on one knee.

She raised a foot and stomped hard on his face:

"Haha, you pervert, you can't do anything to me!"

Mu Jing gazed at the pinkish-white toes before her.

The curves of the entire foot are soft, like ice cream before it melts.

"Why……"

Mu Jing simply sighed helplessly.

Like a startled cat, Wuge abruptly pulled her weapon back.

"What are you doing???"

She was so surprised that her voice cracked.

Just then.

Suddenly, the ground beneath her feet gave way to nothingness.

My body's center of gravity went out of control instantly.

His originally straight back suddenly bent backward.

She reached out and grabbed onto something in front of her, trying to keep herself from falling.

As a result, he grabbed Mu Jing's shoulder.

"boom--"

A loud thud was heard.

The two of them collapsed onto the sofa.

Wuge opened her eyes.

A pair of black pupils came into her view, as mysterious and dazzling as obsidian.

The next moment, she felt a slight dampness on her lips.

Soft and smooth.

"Oh my god!!! You...you...my first kiss!!!"

She immediately turned her face away.

Shocked, he pushed Mu Jing away.

Meanwhile, the [real-world comment section] was being flooded with messages:

A friend asked me why I was watching anime on my laptop!

"No, singers, how did this happen?!"

"Why does this version of Kirika seem more like an O-brat than a tyrannical or suspicious person?"

"The Snow Guard is dead. If Little Snow doesn't act soon, Prison Mirror will be completely devoured!"

"I don't believe Prison Mirror couldn't have foreseen this development; he didn't even use his Stigmata or psionic energy this time."

The classic case of a lucky pervert.

Mu Jing was also helpless in the face of the audience's complaints.

He hadn't expected this guy to suddenly provoke him.

And little did he know this guy was so easily teased...

However, the audience is right.

Why does this guy seem to be looking more and more like Yoruichiro, like that little brat?

But it doesn't matter anymore, the treatment is over, and she should go back.

"Since the treatment is over, you should go back now."

Mu Jing was not affected by the ambiguous atmosphere in front of him.

He spoke with the same calm and collected tone as before.

"You lousy doctor! You did this kind of thing!~"

How could I possibly go back now?

You must take responsibility!! You must take responsibility!

A layer of mist settled over the girl's golden eyes.

"Since the treatment is over, you should go back now."

Mu Jing didn't pay any attention and repeated it again.

"what?"

She, who was originally in a state of intense emotion, suddenly felt sleepy.

But she was still muttering to herself:

"Mirror... take charge... Mirror... take charge..."

Not long after.

She had already collapsed onto the sofa and fallen fast asleep.

Mu Jing calmly began tidying up the props that had been placed in the room.

"Huh? Kagami-kun?"

A voice, sounding like someone just waking up from a hangover, came from behind me.

How did I get here?

Mu Jing turned around and looked at the red-haired girl who had sat up on the sofa, her eyes still sleepy:

"President Wu, the consultation is over, and your problem has been largely relieved."

"Hmm...right, I just asked Jing to help me heal."

Wu Ge still seemed to be half asleep, as if trying to recall what had just happened.

It was as if I had lost all memory of it.

"Now that it's over, we should go."

Mu Jing knew that it wouldn't be long before the special cell phone from the Holy Spirit Bureau in his pocket rang.

If I remember correctly, the leader of the Blood Cult should be appearing soon.

Besides, if we wait any longer, Xiaoxue will start to get anxious.

Wu Ge nodded, patted her cheeks, stood up, and felt the strange sensation around her.

He looked at Mu Jing, his voice still somewhat muffled:

"Dr. Mirror... what did you just do to me?"

As soon as the words left my mouth, I realized I had bitten my tongue.

She couldn't help but frown.

…………