I'm in Tokyo, caught in the clutches of the demon princess.

The two walked quietly from the entrance of the residential complex to the entrance of their apartment building, and then entered the room.

Chika Fuchigami was sitting on the sofa playing on her tablet.

Seeing Feng Zejian return, she jumped up excitedly, ran to him, and stretched out her hands.

"My hands are so sore, I need a massage."

Feng Zejian nodded slightly.

"Okay, sit over there and wait for me. I'm going to wash my hands."

Chapter 117 Travel Experiences

Feng Zejian washed his hands and then began to massage.

Yuan Shangzhe also sat down to the side and chatted with Feng Zejian, who was giving a massage.

"It's quite a coincidence that I ran into you in the live stream today. I was trying to be trendy."

He smiled amidst the wind and marsh.

"It was quite a coincidence. My classmate and I were touring the campus when we ran into that girl giving her thoughts on 'Birds and Sunflowers' to her live stream audience. She was a truly loyal viewer, and she was able to interpret the deeper meanings that many people didn't know about."

Yuan Shang Zhezhi nodded.

"Yeah, that's why I stayed in her live stream."

Feng Zejian then suggested, "After dinner, how about I give my sister a massage?"

Yuanshang Zhezhi didn't say anything, but Yuanshang Chinatsu nodded frantically.

"Mother, you must try it, it feels amazing."

"Okay, I'll give it a try after I finish eating."

After giving Yuan Shangqianxia a massage, Feng Zejian went to the kitchen to cook.

When Chika Fuchigami tried to help, she was kicked out by Kazema.

It wasn't that I was afraid of making things worse, it was just that I didn't want to hurt Chika Fuchigami's hand.

Feng Zejian prepared three dishes and a soup in nearly an hour.

The three of them sat at the dining table like a family of three.

The atmosphere was quite harmonious.

Just then, Yuan Shang Zhezhi's cell phone rang.

It was a call from an unknown number. Yuan Shangzhezhi didn't want to answer at first, but after thinking about it, he answered anyway.

"Hello."

Miya Takeuchi's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Is that Senior Yuanshang Zhezhi?"

He paused for a moment as he broke off a branch on the bank.

"Yes, it is. Is there something you need?"

The person on the other end clearly took a deep breath and continued, "Hello, my name is Takeuchi Miya. I'm sorry to bother you. I got your phone number from Kazesawa-kun."

Yuan Shangzhe glanced at Feng Zejian and then nodded.

"Well, keep talking."

“I am an artist whose contract is about to expire. I have some fame and I would like to join your team. We can discuss the terms.”

I have indeed heard of the name Yuan Shang Zhe Zhi.

But we can't just agree to it casually.

Yuan Shang asked, breaking off a branch, "Was it a malicious job-hopping attempt?"

"No, no, I don't have a good relationship with my current agency. They have done a lot of illegal things and induced many people to sign unfair contracts. I am also a victim, and I have evidence. The agency forced me to renew my contract with them. If I disagreed, they would freeze my career. I am afraid that they will do something else to me. I trust Kaze Sawa-chan. You are Kaze Sawa-chan's older sister and my respected senior. That's why I mustered up the courage to ask you for help."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Shang Zhezhi frowned slightly.

"I know about your situation. This is no small matter. I'll think about it carefully."

The person on the other end of the phone was also very straightforward.

"Then I won't bother you anymore. Goodbye."

Even so, the other end of the phone didn't hang up. Yuan Shangzhe also understood that he had hung up the phone.

He put down the phone and looked at Feng Zejian.

What do you mean?

Feng Zejian paused for a moment, then smiled.

"If you like this person, it's fine for me to say a few more words. But if you dislike them, it would be my fault for saying anything."

Yuan Shangzhe chuckled lightly, "This person sounded alright on the phone. He had a clear objective, used precise language, and employed a variety of methods. He seems suitable for this kind of work. But we'll have to meet him in person to discuss the specifics."

Feng Zejian stroked his chin to confirm, "So you're interested?"

"To be honest, I'm very interested. I've heard of the name Takeuchi Misae before. If she comes to me without any blemishes, having a ready-made artist will save a lot of time in training others. Of course, I don't mean to abandon others, but having someone with an established talent as an apprentice will make things much simpler."

"Here's what we'll do: you'll be responsible for telling her to come to my office tomorrow."

Feng Zejian couldn't stop smiling.

"Sister, you've done me such a big favor, I feel so bad."

He smiled gently as he broke off a branch by the abyss.

"A thorough massage after dinner is a token of appreciation."

"Of course."

After finishing his meal, Yuan Shangzhe took a bath and lay down on the bed.

Feng Zejian also finished washing the dishes and rushed over.

"Sister, is it a single part or the whole body?"

"If possible, then the whole body."

He rubbed his hands together obsequiously in the wind.

"Watch me show you my skills, sister."

Feng Zejian sat on the edge of the bed and moved one of the beautiful legs that had broken off a branch from the abyss onto his own lap.

Start with the toes.

I haven't yet had a chance to appreciate the jade feet that broke off a branch on the abyss.

It's really quite beautiful up close.

Pressing the soles of the feet, rubbing the toes, stroking the skin, and moving the joints, Feng Zejian spent more than ten minutes just working on this one foot.

Yuan Shangzhe finally understood why his daughter was so obsessed with Feng Zejian's massage.

Feng Zejian's methods, like his emotional intelligence, were just right.

After the feet, it's time for the legs. The muscles in the legs are the most taut and bear the most weight in daily life.

You can use your strength appropriately on the muscles in your thighs.

That strange feeling made Yuan Shangzhezhi unable to stop his toes from gripping the bed.

The wind swept upwards to the area around the groin.

Although this area was somewhat sensitive, Feng Zejian had not a single distracting thought.

There's no need to massage the buttocks. It's not that there's any taboo about it, it's just that it's unnecessary.

The waist, back, and neck are areas that require attention.

Office workers are most prone to back pain and neck pain, so these are the areas that need the most care and attention.

Breaking off a branch from the pool was a great pleasure.

"Little brother, your skills are impressive. Where did you learn them?"

Thoughts drifted through the wind and marsh.

This skill was also acquired during a trip.

It was a desolate, wild place, and it would soon be dark. There were no houses in sight, so we could only keep moving forward.

Finally, we saw a wooden house with an oil lamp lit up.

Feng Zejian hesitated for a while before hiding inside after hearing the howl of wolves.

The person who opened the door was a tall, thin old man with a large pipe, who was also surprised to see Feng Zejian.

To express his gratitude for being taken in, Feng Zejian gave the old man some of the canned food and bread from his bag.

The old man was also quite lonely, so he started chatting with a young man.

The friendship between men can be expressed through laughter and conversation over drinks.

The two were close friends despite their age difference. Feng Zejian learned from their conversations that the old man's seclusion was partly due to his indifference to worldly affairs, but more importantly, it was to guard his wife's grave, which made him a devoted lover.

When the conversation got heated, the old man insisted on showing off his skills.

They insisted that Feng Zejian lie down, and when Feng Zejian lay on the wooden bed, he was terrified, afraid that he would be anally assaulted.

It turns out that the older generation still has a strong sense of masculinity and their sexual orientation is quite normal.

The old man demonstrated his family's traditional massage techniques to Feng Zejian.

Chapter 118 Did you brush your teeth?

When Feng Zejian felt it for the first time, the feeling was truly indescribable.

The next day, Feng Zejian thought about what he could do for the old man before leaving, so he spent half a day collecting firewood nearby, but he didn't have much.

The old man was deeply moved by what he saw.

He thought to himself that if he died, his craft would be lost, and since they had met by chance, it must be fate.

When the old man tentatively asked, Feng Zejian, having nothing else to do, agreed.

Feng Zejian was naturally gifted and, with the help of the old man's teachings, he completed his apprenticeship in half a month.

The old man has mastered at least 80% of his skills, if not 100%.

Actually, Feng Zejian had almost finished learning by the ninth day, but he just wanted to spend more time with the elderly.

Before leaving, Feng Zejian laid a bouquet of flowers at the old man's wife's grave and bought the old man supplies and self-defense items.

As Feng Zejian massaged her, he recounted these events, while Yuan Shangzhezhi had already drifted off to sleep.

Feng Zejian straightened him up, covered him with the blanket, and left.

As he left the room and closed the door, Feng Zejian caught a glimpse of a small tail scurrying away.

A fan's fluffy slippers are on the corner of the stairs.

It looks like there's a little mouse.

Feng Zejian picked up his slippers and went downstairs.

When Chika saw the slipper in Kazesawa's hand, she hid the remaining slipper and went barefoot.

Feng Zejian came to the living room and handed her the slippers.

"Back to you."

Chika Fuchigami refused to admit it.

"These aren't my slippers."

Feng Zejian smiled helplessly.

"If this isn't yours, is it mine?"

Yuan Shang Qianxia smiled and said, "Maybe it really is yours."