Kurenai Yuhi breathed a sigh of relief, but a strange emotion rose in her heart.
She was both expectant and afraid.
She looked up, her watery eyes fixed on Aokawa, her voice carrying a hint of soft, waxy pleading.
"But... it can't be the mischievous kind."
What happened last time, which almost made her lose her composure, must never happen again.
Aokawa looked righteous, his expression as serious as if he were in a combat meeting.
"How could that be?"
"I am the doctor, and you are the patient."
"A doctor's heart is benevolent. Every move I make is to help you relieve fatigue. How can you call it being mischievous?"
He spoke logically and without flaws.
Although Kurenai Yuhi felt something was off, looking at his open and honest demeanor, she felt she might be overthinking it.
"Then... alright," she responded in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz.
"Where is the main discomfort this time?" Aokawa entered "working mode."
"My legs..."
Kurenai Yuhi said softly, rubbing her thighs a bit self-consciously.
"To train my Body Flicker Technique and evasion abilities this time, Dad arranged a lot of shuttle runs and weighted squats."
"Now both my legs feel like they're filled with lead, sore and swollen."
Aokawa nodded, walked to the bedside, and patted the edge of the bed.
"Sit over here."
Kurenai Yuhi hesitated for a moment but still got up and walked over.
She stepped past Aokawa and sat carefully on the edge of the bed.
Her white skirt spread out like a blooming lily.
Aokawa squatted down.
His line of sight was level with her knees.
"Take off your shoes," he said softly.
Kurenai Yuhi followed his words and removed her shoes.
A pair of white, tender, and cute little feet were exposed to the air.
Her toes were rounded, her nails neatly trimmed, showing a healthy pink.
Aokawa reached out and grasped her slender ankle.
It felt smooth, slightly cool, and had a faint scent of bath soap.
"It seems this girl came over after bathing," Aokawa thought to himself.
He gently lifted her right leg and placed it on his own thigh.
As the leg was raised...
The long skirt that originally covered her knees slid down her smooth skin.
One inch.
Two inches.
That breathtaking patch of snowy white gradually revealed itself before his eyes.
Rounded knees, long and tight calves, and the gradually emerging lines of her thighs.
Although she was a Ninja, Kurenai Yuhi's legs didn't have exaggerated muscle blocks.
Instead, due to years of training, the lines were smooth and beautiful, full of youthful tension.
Aokawa's gaze extended upward along that perfect curve.
"Ah!" Kurenai Yuhi had been paying attention to the movement here.
Seeing the skirt slide down and reveal a large area of skin, she cried out.
In a reflexive action, she reached out and grabbed the sliding skirt.
She pulled it down hard.
Covering her thighs tightly again.
Only the part of her calf below the knee was exposed.
After doing all this, she realized her reaction seemed a bit too much.
She blushed and looked at Aokawa uneasily, like a child who had done something wrong.
"Um... can you still massage it like this?"
Aokawa secretly laughed at her defensive actions.
This girl was still a bit too naive.
"Of course," he didn't insist, but instead showed a gentle smile.
"Relax the calf muscles first; the lactic acid buildup is most severe here."
As he spoke, his hands covered her calves.
Chakra surged in his palms, and a warm breath instantly enveloped that slightly cool skin.
Aokawa's technique was skilled.
His thumbs pressed on the Chengshan Point, slowly applying force.
"Mmm..." Kurenai Yuhi couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.
Her brows furrowed slightly as that sore yet pleasant sensation shot straight to her head along the nerve endings.
Pain!
But after the pain came an indescribable comfort.
Aokawa's fingers moved nimbly among her muscles.
Sometimes pressing gently, sometimes kneading forcefully, rubbing away those stiff muscles bit by bit.
His fingertips brushed across her skin, creating bursts of subtle electric currents.
Kurenai Yuhi bit her lip, her hands tightly clutching the bedsheets.
She didn't want to make any strange sounds.
But those large hands seemed to have magic.
Every press accurately hit her soft spot.
Aokawa observed her expression while massaging.
Seeing her trying her best to endure yet faintly enjoying it, he didn't stop but instead slightly increased the pressure.
"It's a bit blocked here." He pressed hard on a meridian on the outer side of the calf.
"Ah..." Kurenai Yuhi finally couldn't help but cry out.
Her body trembled violently, and her hands, which had been clutching the skirt tightly, unconsciously loosened a bit.
The snowy white skirt slid up slightly again.
Revealing a dazzling flash of white.
Aokawa acted as if he didn't see it and continued solemnly, "Endure it for a bit. It'll be fine once it's rubbed out, otherwise, you won't even be able to walk tomorrow."
His gaze was focused, his expression serious.
This strong sense of contrast made the shame in Kurenai Yuhi's heart fade a little.
It was replaced by a strange sense of security.
Maybe... I really am overthinking it?
He is really treating me seriously.
Just as Kurenai Yuhi was thinking this, Aokawa's palms had unknowingly moved past her calves.
They climbed onto those rounded and smooth knees, gently circling there.
"The knee joints also need to relax; they bear the most pressure." His voice was deep and magnetic.
His finger pads rubbed against the delicate skin of the back of the knee.
A never-before-felt strange numbness instantly spread through Kurenai Yuhi's entire body.
Her breathing suddenly became rapid.
Her hands clutching the bedsheets tightened again, her knuckles turning white.
Her eyes, which had been tightly closed due to pain, now opened a crack.
She looked dazedly at the focused young man before her.
At this moment, the air in the Barracks seemed to become thick.
Aokawa's palms didn't stay on the knees for long.
His finger pads moved slowly upward along that tight and beautiful curve.
Rough calluses rubbed against the delicate skin.
Bringing about a series of fine tremors.
The skirt, soaked with sweat, was gradually lifted by the movement of his palms.
That originally hidden Absolute Domain was now unreservedly exposed under the dim light.
Kurenai Yuhi only felt that hand was like a branding iron.
Every place it passed would ignite a cluster of invisible flames.
That scorching heat drilled into her blood through her pores and shot straight to her head.
Her mind went blank, and her reason seemed to snap at this moment.
"Wait a moment..."
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