A Treat for Foot Fetishists / Miss Himeko's Confession Fails Miserably (Bonus Chapter)

With injuries like that, how can you sleep soundly? Are you really that thick-skinned?

Kevin sighed and rubbed his forehead. He cut the skin and socks apart, applied some liniment to his palm, and gently pressed it onto the dislocated joints of his two toes.

He wanted to act immediately, but when his gaze fell on Murata Himeko's half-open cherry lips, he hesitated for a moment, then found something in the kitchen and stuffed it horizontally into her mouth.

Immediately, with everything in order, Kevin, who had extensive experience in bone setting, swiftly pulled and pushed, and the bone was in the correct position.

"Awoo!"

Murata Himeko suddenly awoke, her teeth clenched, and a crisp cracking sound came from her mouth.

"Ptooey! Why are you stuffing an apple in my mouth? That's so weird!"

The Red-haired Mature Woman expelled some of the alcohol as cold sweat, and after spitting out the fruit remnants in her mouth, she couldn't help but scream and complain.

Chapter 585, Section 614: Foot Fetish Benefits

"I was worried you'd bite your tongue, so I was thinking of using a towel, but you haven't washed any of the ones here. Just bear with it for now..."

Kevin, recalling the slovenly lifestyle of this solitary Mature Woman, rolled his eyes and explained helplessly that while bandaging her wounds, he talked to Murata Himeko to distract her and ease her Affliction.

Murata Himeko, who knew her own shortcomings best, blushed after her face was exposed. Just as she was about to change the subject, an opened bottle of sake was handed to her.

"Just a little painkiller will do..."

Kevin then lifted Murata Himeko's foot again, patiently pulled out the nail fragments embedded in her flesh one by one with tweezers, and applied medicine and bandage.

Under the light, the man adjusted his glasses and carefully finished tying the knots. His focused expression was evident in his profile, momentarily captivating Murata Himeko had just finished drinking.

This guy is actually quite caring. Okay, I'll give you a passing grade...

The Red-haired Mature Woman muttered to herself, then, clutching the wine bottle, she lazily lay down on the sofa, relaxed, and unknowingly drifted off to sleep.

To be honest, Himeko's feet are extremely beautiful, with an alluring arch and ten adorable, rounded toes that resemble jade shoots with bright red tips that look so lovely they make you want to hold them in your palm or suck on them.

Even though Kevin isn't a foot fetishist, he couldn't help but rub the foot a few more times with his fingertips while getting his foot bandaged.

After finishing his work, Kevin calmed himself down, brought over a blanket, carefully covered Murata Himeko with it, then shook his head, Door Opening, and left.

However, the moment he turned his head, he heard a muffled groan behind him, followed by the crisp sound of a bottle falling to the ground, forcing Kevin to return to the sofa to check the situation.

At this moment, Murata Himeko was curled up in the blankets, her brows furrowed, her forehead burning hot, her whole body drenched in sweat, and her muscles showing obvious spasms.

Immediately, amidst Himeko's frantic grabbing, Kevin's hand, which was covering her forehead, was tightly held by the Red-haired Mature Woman, though she was pulled between her breasts.

However, the force with which those hands could almost crush steel was clearly too much for anyone to handle.

"Himeko, wake up! What's wrong?"

"It hurts... it hurts so much..."

The Red-haired Mature Woman, still unconscious, was grinding her teeth, her muscles contorted, and a strange tremor emanated from her bones, clearly enduring immense Affliction.

Honkai energy! It's here!

Kevin frowned, tracing the source of the rampaging power within Himeko's body, his gaze finally settling on her back.

"Laugh!"

His face was serious. With a casual gesture, the back of his school uniform was neatly torn open, revealing three dark red lines that shimmered and embedded themselves in flesh. Spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the surrounding fair skin.

This strange phenomenon almost covered Murata Himeko's entire back, making this usually carefree Red-haired Mature Woman appear as delicate as a cracked piece of porcelain, ready to shatter at the slightest touch.

Artificial Stigma have such serious side effects?! If not controlled properly, you'll die, you idiot!

Kevin reached out and placed his hand on Murata Himeko's smooth back. With the four Herrscher Core trembling, the rampaging Honkai energy, like a wild horse, was forcibly tamed and flowed back into the Artificial Stigma.

During this process, Kevin discovers that the burden on ordinary human bodies caused by the Valkyrie transformation surgery is far more severe than he imagined.

Murata Himeko, who served as the vessel for this, had been pushed to her absolute limit; the Honkai energy escaping from the Artificial Stigma had become intertwined with her flesh and blood.

At most a year, this woman will likely be beyond saving.

After the Honkai energy had not yet taken root in her flesh and blood, was expelled back into the Artificial Stigma, Murata Himeko, who was gradually freed from the Affliction, breathed steadily and her body relaxed.

However, the Red-haired Mature Woman's arms tightly held Kevin's right hand between her breasts, and the sense of security made Murata Himeko, who was still asleep, unwilling to let go easily.

Kevin was helpless. Just as he turned around, pulled over a chair, and prepared to sit down, the figure that had appeared at the door at some point silently witnessed everything.

"Hua, let me explain..."

Kevin's breath caught in his throat as he saw Murata Himeko's right hand being held between her arms and her chest, and the Red-haired Mature Woman's clothes torn. He was about to make excuses for himself.

Unexpectedly, Fu Hua, looking anxious, walked to the sofa, placed his hand on Murata Himeko's forehead, relaxed slightly, and let out a long sigh.

"I know, you've worked hard..."

Seeing Fu Hua's understanding nature, Kevin, who was used to taking the blame, felt a sense of relief, as if a ray of hope had appeared in his life.

"Originally, I was the one taking care of Himeko, but with you here, it seems to be working even better..."

Fu Hua brought over hot water, wrung out a towel, and gently wiped the cold sweat from the Red-haired Mature Woman's forehead before explaining to Kevin the reason for her visit that evening.

"Shouldn't Artificial Stigma technology have been abandoned with the reorganization of [Schicksal]? This thing has too many drawbacks! Why force its use?"

Kevin hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help asking the question.

Fu Hua paused slightly, looked at Kevin carefully, and whispered softly.

"You must understand, this world isn't fair; those who receive God's favor are ultimately only a minority..."

"Artificial Stigma are certainly dangerous, but for some, they are a bridge that brings ordinary people closer to geniuses. They are willing to pay the price of their lives to try for the sake of their inner desires."

"I respect Himeko's choice; it's the path she wants to take..."

Kevin frowned, disagreeing, his tone serious.

"Hua, do you know that because of this choice, Himeko has another year to live!"

"Do you know what she means to you? This is your last chance. If you don't seize it, you'll regret it for the rest of your life, you know?"

Fu Hua sensed the man's concern, and gently cupped Kevin's fingers that were resting on her shoulder with her delicate hand, her cherry lips slightly pursed.

"Theresa and I tried, but we couldn't reverse the corrosive effects of the Artificial Stigma on Himeko..."

"In search of a solution, we sent Himeko to Saint Fath to see if the legendary Holy Grail would be of any use, but unfortunately, it was unsuccessful..."

"Currently, the exploration team from the St. Freya Academy has made new discoveries in the Ruins of the South China Sea, and may soon have results..."

Kevin suddenly realized that he had finally solved the mystery of the St. Freya Academy's involvement in the Holy Grail War, but he knew that C. C. had no way to solve the corrosive effects of Artificial Stigma.

On the contrary, the Xuanyuan Stigma in the South China Sea region is quite promising; it seems I'll have to make a trip there in a while.

Fu Hua gently brushed a strand of hair from Himeko's forehead, gazing at the Red-haired Mature Woman's sleeping face, which resembled that of a baby, and couldn't help but reveal a relieved smile.

"Since the corrosive effects of the Artificial Stigma intensified three years ago, Himeko has often had to endure the excruciating Affliction of her body being torn apart, so she likes to numb herself by drinking alcohol."

"She didn't want us to worry, and she's been enduring a lot of hardship. Thank you for letting her get a good night's sleep."

No wonder you like drinking so much, and you were able to fall asleep even with such a bad foot injury.

So, this pain really isn't much to you...

Kevin couldn't help but feel a pang of pity for this seemingly carefree but actually more sensitive Red-haired Mature Woman than anyone else.

"Don't blame her..."

"Also, could you tell me about what happened up there? I'd like to hear..."

Fu Hua pulled a yellowed notebook from her pocket and handed it to Kevin, her eyes glistening with a hint of emotion.

P. S.: There will be another update at 10 PM tonight. I really like Himeko- neechan, even though I was tortured by her a thousand times during the South China Sea arc.

Actually, Fu Hua and Kevin's relationship must be verified by Himeko. I will indirectly fill in the grudges and grievances of the previous generation, so that all three of them can reach a happy ending.

Book Recommendation: <I Became Saintess in Schicksal>

My name is Kiana Kaslana, but I'm not that Paramecium from K423.

It's not the real Kiana either.

I am K422, but I don't like this name.

I prefer to be called Kiana Saniyat rather than Kiana Kaslana.

I have a mother who is the strongest Valkyrie in Schicksal.

I want to be as strong as her, because only the strong deserve to be beautiful.

Therefore.

I really want to kill Bishop Otto.

Chapter 586, Section 615: Miss Himeko's Confessions Fails spectacularly (Bonus Chapter)

Fifty thousand years ago, at the Earth Alliance headquarters, the Fire Moth base, a handsome white-haired man in a blue trench coat jumped off the deck of Floating Battleship. The head of the Honkai Beast, which was being transported to the core laboratory, caused a series of gasps of surprise.

As the handsome white-haired man walked gracefully down the corridor, hundreds of heads emerged from the lounge, hands clasped to their hearts, eyes shining. One of them, his face burning, was the first to murmur aloud.

"Lord Kevin! Lord Kevin, he's looking at me! I can't take it, I'm going to faint!"

"Impossible! Lord Kevin was clearly looking at me! Third Team, do you want to fight?!"

"Nonsense! Lord Kevin's eyes are on us! If you disagree, let's settle this in the training room! Ugly girl!"

"Fight if you want! Who's afraid of who!"

Amidst the clamor and shouts, chaos erupted within the base as the girls, who had arranged to fight, crowded into the training room.

Kevin returned to the private lounge and frowned slightly when he saw the keyhole, which clearly showed signs of repeated prying. He then pushed open the half-closed door.

Upon entering the room, he skillfully grabbed the trash can, opened the cabinet, and swept hundreds of colorful letters and carefully prepared gifts such as chocolates into the wastebasket.

"Hey! That's going too far! Do you know how much effort they put into preparing these things?!"

At this moment, a Red-haired Mature Woman with a heavy sword on her back, unable to bear it any longer, pulled back the curtains and glared angrily at this cold and ruthless man.

"So what? It was a gift for me, right? I can do whatever I want with it."

"In my eyes, these worthless things are no different from waste paper in the trash can, and they even take up a lot of space..."

Kevin, with his back to the red-haired female swordsman, continued cleaning the next cabinet, responding indifferently.

"You don't have to accept it, so why do you have to ruin other people's hard work!"

"Do you even know that they squeezed out their hard-earned vacation time and stayed up all night to make these!"

"Each of these letters represents their heartfelt sentiments! And you just threw those sentiments in the trash, not forgetting to spit on them as well. You scum!"

The red-haired female swordsman strode forward and slapped Kevin hard across the face. Her tall figure allowed her to look down at this shameless man with disdain.

However, due to excessive force, a pink letter was flung out from the red-haired female swordsman's voluptuous chest.

The bright red lipstick print and elegant signature instantly turned the already tense atmosphere into one of intense awkwardness.

The red-haired female swordsman, her facial muscles twitching violently, lunged forward, preparing to reclaim the evidence that made her feel so ashamed. Unexpectedly, the hand that swept across the sky was even faster, easily trapping it between its fingers.

"Himeko? So that's your name?"

"Give it back to me! You scumbag!"

The red-haired female swordsman blushed and gritted her teeth as she stepped forward to snatch it.

However, her physical abilities were clearly no match for the First Fusion Warrior in front of her, and she was easily evaded.

"A tribute to Kevin, the hero of the Battle of Canghai City? It's for me too..."

"Have we met before? Survivors of which battle of Canghai City?"

The man glanced briefly at the letter that revealed his admiration, then shook his head indifferently. His expression remained completely calm, as if he were merely watching a dull puppet show.

"Asshole!"