In the painting room late at night.

Kiritani Tetsuya saw Ibuki Tamao slowly taking off her women's round leather shoes and white socks with lace edges, and then stepped on the long table next to her bare feet, and couldn't help but ask:

"Ibuki-san, what are you doing?"

"Kiritani-kun, haven't you ever heard of foot massage?"

Ibuki Tamao stood on the table and looked down at Kiritani Tetsuya below, his beautiful face tilted, and his face also looked a little confused.

"I think I've heard a little bit about it. Wait, you don't want to step on my body with your feet, do you?"

Kiritani Tetsuya first whispered to himself, and then said to Ibuki Tamao with a strange expression.

"Don't worry, I'm a professional. I guarantee that Kiritani's tired body will recover quickly after my massage."

As Ibuki Tamao said this, he stepped on the table with his feet and approached the other party step by step. Finally, he reached the edge of the table close to Kiritani Tetsuya's side. Then he deliberately bent down and stared at Kiritani Tetsuya's side face with sincerity.

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"Kiritani-san, please come up. You can consider this as a special reward for helping me clean the studio tonight."

Ibuki Tamao said in a normal tone, but when it reached Kiritani Tetsuya's ears, there was a hint of magic that could not be refused, making him momentarily confused about whether he should refuse the other party's service invitation.

And when Ibuki Tamao saw Kiritani Tetsuya suddenly immersed in thought, he didn't bother him and just squatted quietly by Kiritani Tetsuya's ear.

Since the height of the table was at the same level as Kiritani Tetsuya's neck, he could see Ibuki Tamao's white and tender feet standing on the edge of the table when he turned his head slightly, as well as his calves that looked a little fleshy because he squatted down.

This was the first time Kiritani Tetsuya observed Ibuki Tamao's feet at such a close distance. He found that although Ibuki Tamao was about the same height as Utsunomiya Miu, the soles of his feet were significantly smaller than the other's. Therefore,

Looks more petite and cute.

Especially the ten pink toes at the front. Each one is in perfect shape. There is almost no dryness on the skin of ordinary adult toes. There is even a thin layer of black nails painted on the upper surface of the nails.

Oil.

If you look closely, it seems that except for the smallest toe, Ibuki Tamao has written words on all eight toes on both sides with nail polish. This can't help but arouse Kiritani Tetsuya's curiosity and try to identify the girl's fingernails.

The written text.

"I...Fuki...Tama...Xu...Tong...Tani...Tetsu...ya"

Kiritani Tetsuya spent a lot of effort to finally see clearly what was written on the front of Ibuki Tamao's two little feet, but as a result, his whole body felt bad.

"Like it?"

Ibuki Tamao asked unexpectedly, and the tone of his words was as if he had a clue.

The girl squatting on the edge of the table always knew that Kiritani Tetsuya was observing the soles of her feet.

"When did you draw this?"

Kiritani Tetsuya subconsciously withdrew his gaze and asked uncomfortably.

"I can't remember, it seems like I drew it a long time ago."

Ibuki Tamao answered calmly with a pretty face, and then added with a hint of satisfaction.

"Actually, I've been looking forward to having the opportunity to have Kiritani-san paint these words on my feet in person. But today I'm lucky enough to have Kiritani-san see what's on my toes, so my wish is half fulfilled."

"

"Ibuki-kun, as a beautiful girl with SSR-level looks, can we have some normal wishes?"

Kiritani Tetsuya has tried his best to get the girl's mind back on a normal track.

"So regarding my foot massage service, Kiritani-san, have you considered it? If so, please lie down on the table."

At this time, Ibuki Tamao skillfully changed the topic.

"If it doesn't take long, that's okay."

Kiritani Tetsuya thought about it for a while again, and finally agreed to Ibuki Tamao's invitation.

After all, according to what I have learned about this divine girl in the past two weeks, if she refuses Ibuki Tamao's massage this time, she will definitely look for similar opportunities again in the future.

As the saying goes, you are not afraid of thieves stealing, but you are afraid that thieves will miss you. Kiritani Tetsuya decided to accept the other party's request early to avoid long nights and dreams in the future.

"Then please Kiritani-san, please take off your shirt first."

Ibuki Tamao spoke as usual, and as he spoke, he wanted to reach out and touch the hem of Kiritani Tetsuya's T-shirt, but the other party got up and dodged him.

“Why do you have to take off your clothes for a massage?”

Kiritani Tetsuya frowned slightly and asked in a confused tone.

"This is to make the massage effect better, and if Kiritani-san doesn't take off your shirt, there is no point in taking off my socks."

Ibuki Tamao explained seriously.

"Forget it, you can take off your shirt, but I'll do it myself."

Kiritani Tetsuya sighed, gave up the so-called struggle, and then took off the entire T-shirt from his body, folded it and placed it on the corner of the long table.

Because he did not have the habit of regular exercise before, Kiritani Tetsuya's upper body figure did not have the full sense of strength like those sports macho men. It can only be said to be passable, but despite this, Ibuki Tamao's eyes were still firmly attracted.

past.

"Kiritani-san, please lie down."

After watching it intently for a while, Ibuki Tamao withdrew his gaze with some reluctance, and issued the next instruction in a leisurely manner.

While speaking, the girl also moved the position of her feet so that Tetsuya Kiritani could place his entire body on the table.

After Kiritani Tetsuya had completely recovered, Ibuki Tamao stretched out his hand to touch the soles of his feet, frowned slightly, and then said with a little scruple:

"Kiritani-san, there may be a little sweat on my feet now. How about I go outside and wash my feet before coming in?"

"No, there's still a lot of sweat on my back anyway. It'll still be stained after you wash it off. Just step on it."

Kiritani Tetsuya folded his arms on his chin and said nonchalantly.

At this moment, he just wanted to end this so-called massage quickly, go home, take a comfortable bath, and then go to bed.

"OK, all right."

After receiving Kiritani Tetsuya's negative answer, Ibuki Tamao breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then tried to lift his left foot.

"Let me come up."

Ibuki Tamao's ethereal voice finally confirmed.

"Well, come up."

As soon as he finished speaking, Kiritani Tetsuya felt a strange touch appear on his back, which was soft and a little moist, smooth and a little warm.

And as Ibuki Tamao's foot stepped harder, this feeling became more and more obvious, especially when the girl stepped on Kiritani Tetsuya's naked back, the feeling of sweat mingling and skin touching reached its peak.

, on the contrary, the girl's own weight tended to be slightly ignored by Kiritani Tetsuya.

"Will Kiritani-san feel any discomfort?"

With both feet firmly on each other's back, Ibuki Tamao expressed concern in time.

"No, Ibuki-san is quite light and feels pretty good so far."
Chapter completed!