Great, we're doomed now!

In those few seconds, Fubuki's thighs trembled slightly and parted a little. Whether it was from sweat or something else, the sea breeze made her feel a shameful chill.

"Here you go... um."

Ye Shou stood up and was surprised to find that Fubuki, who had previously looked weak and powerless, had already stood up nimbly and untied the knot of her diagonal skirt at the waist to cover the "sweat stains" running down her thighs. She had lightly transformed into a white ruffled short skirt that covered her upper body above the knees.

Girls' clothes are really amazing—Ye Shou didn't think much of it.

He wasn't some lecherous freak, so naturally he wouldn't stare at someone's lower body.

Thank you~

For some reason, Fubuki lacked confidence. When she took the storage bag, her eyes darted around, like a thief caught red-handed. She also used one hand to hold down her skirt tightly.

Of course, it's understandable. After all, the sea breeze will blow, and such a thin fabric is not reliable at all... But since it's a swimsuit, there's no need to be so careful, right?

"Thank goodness it's a swimsuit..."

"What did you say?"

"without!"

Fubuki flashed a perfectly sweet smile: "I mean, I had a really happy day."

If she hadn't just happened to choose a dark-colored swimsuit, she would be more than happy; she could be jumping into the sea right now—Fubuki bit her lip lightly.

What's going on here? If people find out, they'll definitely think I'm some kind of horny woman... This is really strange, how can someone react so strongly to just being touched!

This is like a plot where eating sea otter meat is an aphrodisiac, smelling alcohol makes you drunk, or eating a liqueur-filled chocolate causes a complete personality change, leading to all sorts of heartfelt confessions and erotic perks—

Am I living in some kind of hilarious romance comic?!

I'm 23 years old now, no longer a JK or JD (high school girl)!

But on the other hand, since they are older, the scale of shameful play also increases—which is quite reasonable.

'Damn it! To hell with rationality!'

She probably hasn't fully recovered yet; Fubuki's thoughts are currently very unpredictable, and her mind is filled with all sorts of wild ideas.

Even now, she still feels that Ye Shou used some special essential oil, but seeing his completely unashamed appearance, she is not so sure.

Based on what she knew, this man wasn't the type to take advantage of someone in distress—he was always straightforward.

But given how things are now, we can't really abandon our shame and ask, can we?

I'll just have to swallow this bitter pill!

"Is that so? I'd be so glad you're satisfied, sir."

Ye Shou was quite happy, just like any craftsman who receives praise.

"Next time I'll be more prepared, like with aromatherapy—"

"Then let's not."

Fubuki decisively refused: "I really can't stand doing it again... What I mean is, I'm afraid I don't have time."

"really."

Ye Shou nodded, after all, everyone was quite busy: "But we're going to the hot springs tomorrow, let's let Bang and Saitama try it out."

He discovered he had a real talent for this and couldn't wait to get more guinea pigs.

"Huh?" Fubuki was taken aback, her eyes slightly raised as if she were imagining something, but then a chill ran down her spine.

I advise you not to...

"Ok?"

Ye Shou was puzzled, but he also imagined himself giving another man a back massage—it certainly wasn't very comfortable.

He didn't feel like he was losing out by serving Fubuki at all, because it was a form of relaxation for him.

But no matter how much you look at or touch a man's body, it won't make you happy.

"Then forget it. Haha, it seems that only you two sisters can enjoy this treatment."

"Even if we're unlucky, it'll only happen once...?"

Fubuki was about to turn and leave when she suddenly turned back, her expression like that of the Titanic captain who had discovered an iceberg.

Who are you talking about?

"Your sister? She's going to the hot springs too, didn't you know?"

"No, no, no, that's not what I meant. I meant... cough... this is impossible, you're kidding, right?"

Fubuki smiled as if trying to convince herself: "My sister, that [Tornado of Terror], oh, give her a massage?"

She's the type who can't resist taking action after just a few words with someone, how could she possibly let someone abuse her body so easily... Besides, you've only met once or twice, right? Forget friends, you might not even be acquaintances!

If we're just using Ripple Qigong for her body maintenance, then we've already done that many times, little sister~

But this kind of thing can't be said directly, after all, it involves the client's privacy. Tornado also gave Ye Shou so many gold coins, it would be wrong to betray her - Ye Shou has always been kind.

Let's just make up some excuse for now!

"I'm quite familiar with her."

"How could this be..."

"It's nothing, it just makes her feel like she's become an adult."

Ye Shou smiled brightly, revealing his white teeth: "Helping others is the source of happiness, you're welcome!"

Fubuki lowered her head, her bangs obscuring her eyes: "..."

"That's enough for today, I should go back to boxing."

"Wait……"

"Ok?"

"Wait a moment!"

Chuixue reached out and grabbed Ye Shou, pressing her fingers firmly against his arm, as if afraid he would disappear in the blink of an eye.

"I also need to go."

"What did you say?"

"I want to go to the hot springs too!"

The snowstorm was so intimidating that it startled Ye Shou.

Just then, a sea breeze blew by, causing her thin white dress to billow in the wind. Sunlight shone on her fair and rounded thighs, and a strand of glistening liquid slowly dripped down, drawing Ye Shou's attention away.

...It's best not to say anything here.

Was it sweat or rain? It must be because it's too humid at the beach!

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"It's so nice~ This kind of old-established inn deep in the mountains has a quiet and peaceful atmosphere."

"I quite like this environment; I always feel like something's going to happen."

"...Hearing you say such a thing makes me a little uneasy."

Ye Shou glanced at Tong Di, hoping that his jinx wouldn't come true.

This guy's voice is almost identical to that of a certain elementary school student who's a death god...

“【Divine Might Rider】 looks at me with a worried look from time to time. Am I just imagining things?”

Child Emperor licked his lollipop, revealing a displeased expression: "Let me make this clear first, although I may look like a child and am indeed quite young, my experience as a hero is far more extensive than yours."

He pointed to the two "newcomers," Ye Shou and Genos, but did not include Saitama—he had close ties with the Hero Association and knew that Saitama was the original hero ranked "0."

Many people present had been engaged in heroic activities for many years, but by the association's standards, no one was more senior than Saitama.

"So, do I have to call you 'senior' then?"

Ye Shou smiled nonchalantly: "So, senior, don't you need your parents to accompany you this time?"

"I already told you not to treat me like an ordinary child... Of course I got permission."

Tong Di's aura weakened, and with his schoolbag on his back, he looked exactly like a primary school student.

Did Child Emperor once work as Metal Knight's assistant?

That guy employs child labor...

"I really admire your thick skin; you actually have the leisure to chat with me."

"Ok?"

Ye Shou didn't understand what he meant. Since coming to "One Punch," he had become much slower and often couldn't understand what the other person was saying.

Despite his young age, Tong Di was precocious. Seeing Ye Shou's reaction, he openly expressed his disdain: "Don't you have any self-awareness? You really don't act like an adult... Even I, a primary school student, know that you should never step on a landmine in relationships between men and women."

Even if you do step in, don't step in the same pit twice!

He pointed to the left, and his voice suddenly became softer.

"That looks like a sign of a chaotic battle, doesn't it? Since you caused this mess, take responsibility and resolve it properly."

Not only Child Emperor, but most of the other invited S-class heroes were also secretly observing the other side, exchanging pleasantries on the surface—they were genuinely not, as they would never normally be so enthusiastic when they met.

Some people seemed to leave nonchalantly, but actually leaned against the door and listened quietly.

"What's wrong with your brain? Why did you bring Hellish Blizzard along? It's not that I don't welcome her, it's just..."

Tong Di stood on tiptoe, and Ye Shou gently bent down to let him whisper in his ear:

"Why are you here as your family member, and not as the family member of Trembling Tornado?"

"...Sisters arguing is very common. Hasn't their relationship always been rather delicate?" Ye Shou didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

No, no, no, this doesn't look right at all, does it?

"This situation is usually called jealousy or rivalry."

“Look, even Saitama, who’s completely unlucky in love, understood it.” King looked frightened, but to others, it appeared serious. “I just came to soak in the hot springs… why did this happen?”

Saitama scratched his head, looked left and right, and was the first to lose interest in gossip. He then followed the hotel waiter inside.

Silver Fangs, hunched over, slowly walked away, patting Ye Shou on the back as if to encourage him.