The Paradise of Reincarnation Begins with Eriri

In comparison, having Eriri help with a back massage is perfectly acceptable.

As for whether back massage can generate pleasure points...

Kiyono Makoto felt there was a high probability of no problem.

The reason is simple.

When she heard that Zhai Li was going to help her with a back massage, she didn't feel any resistance at all; on the contrary, she was a little excited.

"Eh?"

Seeing Kiyono Makoto collapse at lightning speed, Eriri couldn't help but widen her beautiful eyes:

"Why did you lie down without saying a word?"

Kiyono Makoto turned his head and looked over:

What should I say?

"No peeking!"

Eriri covered her skirt with both hands and took a half step back:

"Of course, you should refuse a few times first, and then reluctantly agree."

Being arrogant is outdated; who would be so awkward about it!

Kiyono Makoto clicked his tongue softly: "...Thank you for the treat."

"Ha...you really do have some unusual fetishes!"

"I don't."

You clearly do.

"A person should keep their word. Hurry up and help me scrub his back."

Kiyono Makoto narrowed his eyes. "Otherwise, I'll have to resort to water magic."

"...obscene!"

Eriri's pretty face flushed slightly. She covered her skirt with her hands, took a deep breath, and raised her right foot to step on Kiyono Makoto's back.

"How does it feel, you idiot Seino?"

Eriri spread her arms to maintain her balance, asking questions as she stepped on the ground.

Kiyono Makoto closed his eyes:

"Although it lacks any particular method, it does feel quite comfortable."

The delicate touch of the stockings, the warmth of the young girl's feet, and the pressure on her back—all combined, it was indeed very comfortable.

"Hmph~"

Eriri gave a soft hum, sounding inexplicably smug:

"Although I haven't stepped on anyone's back, I have seen back-stepping techniques on Niconico."

Seino Makoto retorted:

"Is it for research for a doujinshi?"

Eriri's pretty face flushed slightly, and she increased the pressure on her feet:

"Stop guessing! Don't make wild guesses!"

"Hiss~ A little more effort, I can manage."

Kiyono Makoto breathed a sigh of satisfaction.

"Don't move around so much, it's too much trouble to explain..."

Eriri quickly regained her balance, "And don't make any weird noises, they sound so lewd."

Eriri complains verbally, but obediently increases the force with her feet—a classic case of saying one thing and meaning another.

"I meant to ask about your pleasure level, not whether you're feeling comfortable."

Makoto Kiyono opens the character panel:

"Keep going, we're almost there!"

"What's wrong with it? It's so slow! I guess I'll just have to keep pedaling for a while longer..."

Eriri continued to pat her back while complaining, "Don't tell anyone about what happened today, or I'll bite you to death."

What if I talk in my sleep?

"You're not allowed to talk in your sleep either."

"Protesting and talking in one's sleep are basic human rights."

"Hmph, protests are invalid. My word is law."

"..."

Time slipped away quietly, second by second.

With Eriri stepping on her back to serve her, the curse progress bar was finally filled.

"it's over."

Eriri breathed a sigh of relief and quickly got off Kiyono Makoto:

"It's already past nine o'clock, I want to go home, I want to go home."

Kiyono Makoto stood up, his body crackling as he did so.

"Thanks for your help... but the curse is off for today, but we still don't know what to do about tomorrow's curse."

After a pause, Kiyono Makoto looked intently over:

"Continue tomorrow?"

The truth has come out.

I'm not pretending anymore.

Back massage is actually very comfortable; it not only relaxes muscles and bones but also fulfills the curse, killing two birds with one stone.

No way!

Eriri crossed her arms and quickly turned her pretty face away. Her twin ponytails swayed from side to side, sparkling brilliantly under the light, as she haughtily refused.

"Go find someone else to help you. This is a one-time exception; don't let it happen again!"

Upon hearing this, Kiyono Makoto said:

"Should I ask my senior for help?"

"ha?"

Eriri raised her eyebrows, and her small canine teeth gleamed coldly at the corners of her mouth.

"That fat woman in black stockings will probably stomp on you until you vomit blood!"

Given her height, it's normal for her to be a bit heavier; to say she vomited blood from being stepped on is an exaggeration!

"We'll talk about it tomorrow."

Makoto Kiyono raises his hands:

"Let's go, I'll take you home."

Eriri instinctively refused with a haughty and arrogant attitude:

"No need, I can walk back myself."

Kiyono Makoto raised an eyebrow: "Doesn't your knee hurt anymore?"

Yinglili: "......"

My knee is still aching slightly.

It was uncomfortable when they were giving me a back massage; walking all the way back must have been exhausting.

"Let's go, I'll take you home on my bike. It's quite late now, and it's not safe for you to go home alone."

Kiyono Makoto spoke as he walked outside.

"What? Where's not safe...?"

Eriri muttered something under her breath, but her legs obediently followed behind Kiyono Makoto.

A moment later.

Seino Makoto pushed his bicycle up to Takumi:

"Get in the car."

Eriri's face flushed slightly as she sat sideways on the back of the bicycle, one hand covering her skirt and the other clutching the hem of Kiyono Makoto's clothes.

"If you can't, just hug me."

Kiyono Makoto warned, "Be careful not to fall."

"Stop nagging. If you ride more steadily, you won't fall off."

"..."

The air was exceptionally fresh after the rain.

The evening breeze was a bit chilly, carrying a hint of cold.

As Kiyono Makoto rode his bicycle forward, the chill in the air became increasingly noticeable.

Eriri initially kept her distance, but after a short while, she felt a chill and her body involuntarily moved closer to Kiyono Makoto.

"Mmm, it's so warm..."

"Idiot, isn't it cold at all when you clear the field?"

"No, there's no other way, I'll just give him a little hug... If he catches a cold from the wind, all my efforts will be wasted."

Eriri's face flushed, and her right hand, which had been holding onto Kiyono Makoto's clothes, slowly slid down until it wrapped around Kiyono Makoto's waist.

"Hey, what's that?"

Through her shirt, Eriri's fingertips quickly sensed the clearly defined outline of her figure, and she unconsciously stroked it gently.

"Don't touch my stomach."

Without turning his head, Kiyono Makoto said, "If you want to touch me, stop and let me touch you slowly."

Eriri's pretty face quickly flushed red, and she denied it shyly:

"I'm not interested at all!"

"..."

After calming down, Eriri turned her head to look elsewhere.

The neon lights on both sides of the street rushed past, and some signs still had raindrops hanging on them. The neon lights shone with iridescent colors under the refraction of the raindrops, making them exceptionally dazzling.

"The night view from the back of the bicycle is unexpectedly beautiful..."

Eriri murmured softly.

She often went to bed late and got up early. Sometimes she would get up late and have to rush to the tram stop on her bicycle. But sitting on the back of a boy's bicycle and enjoying the night view was a first for her, so it was inevitably a bit novel and subtle.

Ten minutes later.

Seihei Kiyono safely escorted Takumi to the door.

"...As expected, she's a capitalist's daughter."

Looking at the villa estate in front of him, Kiyono Makoto clicked his tongue softly.

"I'm home now."

Eriri jumped off her bicycle, her knees aching, and she stumbled slightly. Once steadyed, she looked up at me, her eyes gleaming like sapphires in the lamplight. "You... be careful on your way back."

Seino Makoto waved his hand:

"Come on, I'll text you when we get home."

"..."