Tokyo Soft Rice King.

In order to help geniuses find the right direction and achieve success quickly, Kuroba Akira will charge a small "friendship fee".

If you win, I win too; a win-win situation is the best outcome.

Therefore, Kuroba Akira needs a certain level of favorability to make the other party obey, but he must also control the increase in favorability so that it does not exceed the threshold.

Because once that line is crossed, there are three possible outcomes for Kuroba Akira: ① all his previous efforts will be in vain, ② he will get married and work honestly, ③ he will be stabbed to death.

Damn it (Chinese and Japanese bilingual): I don't want either of them!

Moreover, although Shion Murasaki is currently the strongest ally that Akira Kuroba has secured, one cannot put all their eggs in one basket. Therefore, Akira Kuroba plans to continue searching for promising talents to open second and third mines...

This way, even if the process fails, the risk can still be transferred.

But if you fall in love with someone, things get complicated. It becomes difficult to get a share of the money, and then the relationship ends.

Kuroba Akira didn't want his interpersonal relationships to become as complicated as a spider web, nor did he want to be 'hunted down' by women after he had settled down.

So now that I've received the Murasaki no Miyako no Sweat Towel, should I use it or not?

Of course we'll use it.

Now that we can calculate that the initial favorability of the Purple Palace is a bit too high, we need to do some disgusting and lewd things to lower the favorability in order to control it.

Furthermore, Akira Kuroba felt that Murasaki was also testing him.

Just like when the class monitor first asked Kuroba Akira if he wanted to see her underwear, it was with a testing tone. If Kuroba Akira hadn't resisted the temptation and insisted on seeing it, the class monitor probably wouldn't have invited him to join the literature and art club.

So Kuroba Akira took the towel and used it to wipe his face, taking several deep breaths, as if afraid that Murasaki no Miyako wouldn't hear the exaggerated inhalation.

The towel didn't smell strongly of sweat because it had just been washed with soap, and the soap scent lingered, mixing with the girl's body odor to create a unique scent of female pheromones.

It's a bit addictive.

Combined with the erotic scene he had just witnessed, Kuroba Akira was also starting to lose control.

Although his mind was thirty years old, his body was still fifteen. His instinctive impulses made Kuroba Akira want to bend over.

Murasaki froze when she saw Kuroba Akira making an embarrassing sound like he was smoking a leaf right in front of her.

Hmm...don't you really think it smells bad?

But looking at how much he enjoyed it... he really seemed to like the taste... he really treated it as a reward...

I see... For boys... this counts as a reward too...

What Kuroba Akira didn't expect was that a girl who was still in puberty and had never been in contact with a man also harbored fantasies about boys.

Therefore, when Murasaki saw Kuroba's lewd behavior, she not only did not feel disgusted or repulsed, but even felt a little excited, which led to a strange misunderstanding that Kuroba Akira's lewd behavior was normal behavior that all boys would have.

Since this is considered a reward for him... let's give him an extra reward.

"A wise ruler..."

"what happened?"

Kuroba Akira felt he had acted enough; if he kept sucking, he would really get an erection, so he took off the towel from his face.

Then I saw Murasaki no Miyako with her head down and hands behind her back, looking all coy and awkward.

"Um... I didn't feel any discomfort while I was running, but my feet started to hurt a bit after I got back..."

"Oh, it's because the shoes didn't fit. I really should have bought a pair of sneakers before starting. Are you alright?"

"I'm not injured, but my foot still hurts..."

"It's good that you're not injured. You should rest well today."

It seems my plan to go to the convenience store will have to be postponed.

"It's not that serious, I feel like it'll get much better if I let it rest a bit..."

Murasaki no Miyako took off her slippers, and the girl's toes touched the slippers as she stretched her calves and slid forward.

"So... could you rub it for me?"

"what?"

Murasaki no Miyako learned to seduce men without any instruction.

Chapter Thirty-Nine: Then I won't be polite.

Kuroba Akira's exclamation "Ah?" startled Murasaki, who quickly waved her hands.

"If you don't want to, then forget it! I know this request is unreasonable..."

Kuroba Akira was puzzled. Even if her feet really hurt, she could rub them herself. Why did she need him to rub them?

Is it because she's a young lady from a wealthy family and used to being waited on?

Or is she manipulating herself to test the man's loyalty?

If I choose to knead here, will it increase or decrease my favorability?

I don't quite understand. Women's hearts are really hard to fathom...

Kuroba Akira decided to stop thinking about it. Since he was already being so lewd, he might as well go all the way.

Since you brought it up yourself, then I won't stand on ceremony!

"Can you still walk?"

"Hey?"

"If you really can't walk anymore, I'll carry you on my back."

"Ah, I can still walk! I don't need to be carried..."

Although she wanted to be carried, Murasaki knew that her foot wasn't really injured, and it would be too exaggerated to act like she couldn't walk.

"Okay, I'll help you to the sofa."

"Um, wise ruler, you mean..."

"You've already said it, how can I refuse?"

"……Um."

Murasaki nods and smiles, a sweet feeling welling up inside her.

No wonder Mom always acts coquettishly, because acting coquettishly really gets men's attention.

Kuroba Akira supported Murasaki's shoulder and led her to the sofa on the first floor. After she sat down, he squatted down in front of her and grabbed the girl's ankles directly.

"Um, um... don't we need to take off our socks?"

"No need, it would be better to wear socks."

"Hmm, but, don't you really think it smells bad...? I just finished running..."

Murasaki was already embarrassed by the smell of sweat, and now she has to have her feet smelled too... Ugh...

This was still too exciting for a naive young girl.

"It has to have flavor to be right; for some men, that's what a real reward is."

Kuroba Akira continued speaking, a wicked smile on his face, clicking his tongue as he embellished the story.

"Tsk tsk, too bad you're wearing ankle socks right now..."

Is there anything wrong with short socks?

In summer, most JK girls wear short socks that only cover their ankles. After all, wearing long socks or pantyhose on a hot day would be unbearably hot and would also have a strong odor.

"Don't you know that? Men all like stockings. Stockings feel the best."

"I see... Hmm...!"

As soon as Kuroba Akira touched the soles of Murasaki's feet, she couldn't help but gasp.

"Don't make any strange noises."

"But it's so itchy..."

"You feel itchy and want me to rub it for you?"

"..."

When asked this question, Murasaki no Miyako fell silent.

She bit her lower lip, enduring the itching sensation in the soles of her feet, and let Kuroba Akira continue massaging her little feet.

Without any hesitation, Kuroba Akira immediately used both hands, pressing his thumbs firmly against the soles of her feet, and then began to thoroughly explore her small feet from every angle, not even missing the spaces between her toes covered by socks.

If circumstances allowed, Kuroba Akira even wanted to replicate a certain teacher's extreme behavior, directly saying "I'm starting" and then using his tongue as a weapon for PR.

However, if he actually did that, even if Murasaki's favorability rating was high, she would probably kick Kuroba Akira in the face a couple of times.

Being too lewd will lower your likeability level; one should learn to stop after a few tries.

Murasaki felt as if her feet were no longer her own, completely losing control of them as Kuroba Akira wantonly played with and kneaded them.

From the instep to the sole, from the heel to the toes, every toe was carefully cared for, and a strange sensation, like an electric current, surged up from the calf and the back of the thigh.

Ultimately, she couldn't hold back and let out a soft moan.

"Ugh... Ah... Mmm...!"

Kuroba Akira didn't forget to tease her.

"Heh heh, feels good, doesn't it? My skills are pretty good, aren't they?"

Akira Kuroba played soccer in college, so he often encountered teammates who twisted their ankles or cramped up, and needed his help to correct these injuries.

The smell was so unpleasant that Kuroba Akira wanted to stomp on his teammates; he was utterly disgusted.

But I'm enjoying it now, after all, how can a man's smelly feet compare to a beautiful girl's fragrant feet... well, maybe they can't even be considered fragrant.

But! Even if they both have a scent, a young girl's beautiful feet are definitely better!

Recalling those disgusting and nauseating memories from the past, Kuroba Akira kneaded the object with even more gusto, as if trying to erase those memories.

Unable to suppress her voice any longer, Murasaki no Miyako's voice, each note higher than the last, echoed through the living room like a heavenly melody.

Grandma Kobayashi, who had already woken up, couldn't help but come out of her room to check on the situation after hearing the embarrassing sounds.

"Wow... young people really have a lot of energy, but I have to say, you two go back to your rooms and do it. Don't mess around in the living room. That's the sofa that my husband and I chose together before we got married. Don't make it dirty."

"...No...that..."