Anime fans, is there anything wrong with being a little unrestrained?

"Don't but, that woman is an evil ghost!"

Miyamizu Rokuha said bluntly: "If you hadn't met me, you would have either died or become the same as that woman."

Jing Keai hesitated for a moment, then asked cautiously, "Um, is Miyamizu-kun... a Chunibyo?"

Ok?

Miyamizu Rokuha's forehead was covered with black lines: "That's enough, do you want me to catch those ghosts right in front of you before you believe me?"

Jing Keai's eyes lit up and she nodded, "That's a good suggestion."

Not bad, uncle!

Miyamizu Rokuha exhaled, then frowned and asked, "Have you dreamed of me recently?"

"Of course not! How could I dream about you? Absolutely not!"

Jing Keai quickly denied it, but because she shook her head too vigorously, it pulled the wound, causing her to groan.

Miyamizu Rokuha: ...

To be honest, this "Ah——" sound is really good.

He looked calm as he continued, "If you dreamed about me, then you must have dreamed about zombies as well, right?"

Jing'ai's beautiful eyes widened slightly, and she subconsciously said, "How did you know?!"

really.

Miyamizu Rokuha glanced at her hands. These hands were in good condition, but sometimes they were difficult to control.

He said, "You just need to know that it was not just a dream. Knowing too much will not do you any good."

Jingai opened her mouth, but the next moment, she decisively closed it and turned her face away.

Because he had already started bandaging the wound, and although his movements were light and steady, it was still inevitable that it would cause some pain.

The scream she had just made had already made her feel extremely embarrassed. If she groaned in pain a few more times...

I will never be able to look this guy in the eye in my entire life!

Jing Keai forced herself to divert her attention and began to think about what Miyamizu Rokuha said.

In fact, she had come across quite a few rumors and news about special virus infections, but...

It's still unbelievable.

However, she did not think that Miyamizu Rokuha was lying to her, because there was no need to do so. Besides, he actually knew that she had dreamed of him, but she had never shown or said this before.

This alone is enough to greatly increase the credibility of Miyamizu Rokuha's words.

"All right."

Jing Keai subconsciously said, "So fast?"

"How long do you think it takes to bandage a wound?"

"..."

Jing Keai coughed dryly: "Anyway, thank you very much. In return, I will treat you to a meal when I have time. Or, if you want anything, you can tell me..."

The meaning of the words is...

Sister is not short of money!

Unfortunately, Miyamizu Rokuha didn't want anything at all, and Jing Keai couldn't give him what he wanted.

Miyamizu Rokuha took a sip of water and said, "We'll talk about repaying you later. Now, take a look at your body to see if you have any other wounds."

"No..."

Jing Keai had just sat up when her face suddenly turned pale and cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

Miyamizu Rokuha frowned slightly and immediately asked, "What's wrong?"

"My shoulder... seems a little twisted, and my waist..."

"..."

Miyamizu Rokuha concluded, "So, you twisted your waist, right? Even so, there's no need to be embarrassed, right?"

Jingkeai: "..."

You know the shit!

How can I feel embarrassed if I twisted my waist at my age?

hateful!

Am I really old?

No way!

It's impossible!

Seeing this cute little girl clenching her fists, wondering what she was thinking, Miyamizu Rokuha thought for a moment and said:

"Well, if you sprain your waist, you should probably get a targeted massage, right?"

"……Um."

Jing Keai responded sullenly, and her whole body wilted in an instant.

See this.

Miyamizu Rokuha said helplessly: "How about I give you a massage?"

Jing Keai looked at her suspiciously: "You also know how to give a massage?"

"will not!"

Miyamizu Rokuha said confidently, "But using my hands for massage will definitely solve the problem."

Jingaiai: ...

Ha ha.

You are so confident that you don’t know how to massage. Do you think your hands are God’s hands?

Jing Keai didn't answer. She frowned and tentatively moved her body, only to find that her waist wasn't too badly sprained, and it was mainly her shoulder...

"Humph~"

"It seems really serious."

"..."

Do you think I'm pretending here for you?

Jing Keai glared at Miyamizu Rokuha unhappily, then asked, "Your hand... is really okay?"

"Absolutely!"

"...You are so confident, what if it fails in a while?"

Miyamizu Rokuha said as a matter of course: "If it doesn't work, of course we'll go to the hospital."

"..."

Good guy.

You say it so easily!

Jing Keai covered her forehead and glanced at her torn shirt, roughly understanding why this guy chose to tear his clothes.

To be honest, he did a good job in this matter.

At least you know when to stop.

And she doesn't have to worry about it.

and so.

He is actually trustworthy.

It's embarrassing enough anyway.

Since he's so confident, it's not a bad idea to let him try. It's unlikely that the worst-case scenario will occur, and it can also confirm where this guy's confidence comes from...

"I understand, Miyamizu-kun. I'll leave it to you then."

"Ah."

Miyamizu Rokuha flexed her wrist and instructed, "Lie down first. Oh, you can lie down by yourself, right?"

"What did you say?"

"Then hurry up."

"..."

Jing Keai let out a breath and lay down on the sofa, enduring the pain. She turned her head to look at Miyamizu Rokuha, and seeing his eyes wandering over her, her pretty face couldn't help but feel hot, and she felt very uncomfortable all over.

"Hurry up!"

"coming."

Miyamizu Rokuha calmed himself down and suppressed the turmoil in his heart. To be honest, after this cute quiet girl lay on the sofa, the curves of her waist and hips were so plump and attractive that he couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Now he can say with certainty that Hayasaka Ai is still too immature.

But he can definitely take his time.

Therefore, there is no need to covet this cute and lovely girl’s good figure!

Seeing him approach, Jing Keai suppressed the feeling of her heart beating faster and couldn't help but remind him: "Don't touch anything with your hands..."

Dear, I suggest you keep calm and don't think too much.

Otherwise, you are at your own risk.

Miyamizu Rokuha glanced at Jing Keai and said, "Please trust my professional ethics as a masseur!"

Jing Keai said angrily, "You're not a masseur at all, okay? Besides, uh—be gentler!"

It's obviously light enough!

Miyamizu Rokuha narrowed his eyes. He had only put his hand on her shoulder. If this was considered serious, then in the future... Never mind. One should show more love and tolerance to the wounded.

Miyamizu Rokuha calmed down and began to activate the Hand of God——

"how do you feel?"

"...It's warm and comfortable." Jing Keai pursed her lips and urged, "Why don't you press it quickly?"

Do you really think I'm a masseur?

Miyamizu Rokuha ignored Jing Keai. Although he was not a masseur, he had some knowledge of the relevant subject. In Jing Keai's case, if he wanted to prescribe the right medicine, he had to first understand the situation.

Then the problem is coming.

How can we find out the situation?

Generally, an experienced masseur can just confirm it with his hands.

If you use your hands...

You have to start from this quiet and lovely girl's shoulders, then almost touch her back, and maybe even her waist, tail of the spine, etc.

Anyway, Hayasaka Ai can't stand his behavior at all. In other words, this cute Shizuka may not be able to stand it either.

So it is impossible to press it.

Ok?

Why did the color of the halo on this cute little Jing change?