Honkai: Star Rail, Marry Acheron Upon Landing

As long as there isn't a major commotion or anything too outrageous, a few little adjustments under the table and no one will really pay you any mind.

Lin Shuang felt that even though she hadn't given many massages, after having worked on Acheron and Tingyun, she was pretty experienced now.

This time, without even any ointment, there was no way she'd get those strange effects again!

Qingque was skeptical.

"You really know how to do this?"

"Why would I lie to you? If you don't believe me, you can ask around at the Celestial Ship Division. Tingyun said it felt great."

Seeing that Lin Shuang didn't seem to be faking it, Qingque blinked.

"How about I try it?"

"Then put them up here."

Lin Shuang shifted her body, patted her thigh, and gestured for Qingque to place her feet on it.

"Okay, I'm really going to do it then."

Qingque's feet were indeed sore from walking. She usually spent her days either divining or playing cards; she wasn't used to this much physical activity.

Thinking about having to work overtime at the Divination Department again tomorrow, if she didn't get her feet massaged, she'd probably have to crawl to work.

So, despite feeling a bit shy, Qingque chose to turn sideways, kicked off her short boots, and lifted her leg, placing her small feet on Lin Shuang's thigh.

Lin Shuang looked down. The lower leg exposed was fair and seemed soft and yielding.

If Tingyun's legs had a certain athletic beauty, Qingque's legs, due to her long hours as a corporate slave, seemed to have more soft flesh.

The white cotton socks covering her small feet only served to accentuate the fair and flawless skin of Qingque's legs.

Perhaps it was because Lin Shuang's gaze was too direct.

Her feet resting on Lin Shuang's thigh began to fidget, toes curling nervously. Qingque's slightly shy voice whispered in her ear:

"Don't stare so intently, it's a bit embarrassing."

"How can I start without looking closely? What if I press the wrong spot?"

Lin Shuang replied with a serious expression, which made Qingque pause.

So professional?

At that moment, Lin Shuang had already begun.

Her fingers moved as if playing a piano, tapping rhythmically on Qingque's lower leg, from knee to ankle.

A tingly, warm current spread from the soles of her feet, following Lin Shuang's movements.

Qingque felt as if her sense of touch had suddenly become incredibly sensitive.

"Eee..."

The moment a blush-inducing sound escaped her lips, Qingque's face turned crimson. She quickly covered her mouth, looking at Lin Shuang in panic.

However, this was only the beginning. For Lin Shuang, she hadn't even finished the first set of movements.

So, she completely missed Qingque's pleading gaze as her fingers roamed freely over the small, cute feet.

The intense sensation made Qingque instinctively clench her legs together, her toes curling. She wanted to struggle, but she couldn't break free at all.

Her legs felt like they had lost all strength, leaving her completely at Lin Shuang's mercy.

"Mmm... Ah..."

Finally, unable to bear it any longer, Qingque let out a strange sound from between her fingers, loud enough for others to hear.

As soon as the sound escaped, Qingque completely lost control. Her head thudded onto the table, and she covered her mouth tightly, her body spasming and twitching.

Her shoulders, as white as jade, were also flushed red.

Help! I'm going to be so embarrassed!!

Volume 1: Chapter 40 Tingyun: It feels good, doesn't it~ Your benefactor's hands~

Qingque's alluring cry eventually attracted some attention.

"Look, that couple over there is so sweet, giving each other foot massages~ You should learn from them!"

"The white-haired girl is so cute."

"Huh? The one slumped over the table, isn't that someone from the Divination Department?"

The murmuring voices reached Qingque's ears, making her even more afraid to look up.

I'm not, I didn't, I don't know anyone from the Divination Department—

Qingque buried her head, desperately yelling in her mind.

She really wanted to jump up immediately and announce something to negate her identity as a diviner from the Divination Department, but her pride simply couldn't support such a drastic action.

It's over, it's over. If the Great Diviner finds out, I'm dead!

Qingque used almost all her strength to barely control her still twitching legs, moving them a few times.

She only dared to use her feet to push and pull on Lin Shuang's thigh a few times, urging her to stop quickly.

"Stop it, stop it! If you keep going, I'm going to carry the Starship and flee the Luofu!"

However, Lin Shuang, engrossed in the massage, didn't notice Qingque's movements at all.

Realizing that if she continued, she would truly have to flee the Luofu, Qingque gritted her teeth, clenched her fist, and waved it randomly in Lin Shuang's direction a few times.

Her small fists, like she was acting spoiled, landed on Lin Shuang's shoulder, finally getting her attention.

She looked up.

Qingque had already collapsed onto the table, her chest heaving, her hair a mess, looking as if she had just gone through some intense physical activity.

"Oh, this..."

Seeing Qingque in this state, Lin Shuang finally understood. Her technique had claimed another victim.

Now, Lin Shuang too fell into self-doubt.

It can't be?

She had clearly held back, used only the most basic techniques, and hadn't even used any massage cream.

Why would such simple kneading cause such a strong reaction??

This wasn't scientific.

Could it be that the skills given by this damn system had hidden effects not mentioned in the description?

While Lin Shuang was silent, Qingque was so embarrassed she wished she could disappear on the spot.

Does this person have any legitimate skills at all? What kind of things has she learned?

Lin Shuang watched as Qingque buried her head on the table, peeking out with half an eye, her eyes watery and full of grievance.

She looked utterly pathetic.

Just as Lin Shuang was silently contemplating having some tea to calm down, a fox tail suddenly darted out from the side and lightly flicked Lin Shuang's arm.

Then Tingyun's voice, tinged with a bit of complaint and a bit of glee, sounded by her ear:

"Oh my~ Who could this be? I thought my benefactor wasn't coming to talk to me these past few days, assuming you were busy with important matters. I never imagined you'd be here listening to a show with a good sister."

"Pfft..."

Tingyun's tone, a mix of playful complaint, hidden joy, and a hint of jealousy, made it sound as if Lin Shuang had wronged her in some way.

Not to mention, as soon as she spoke, the surrounding patrons' attitudes immediately changed.

"Good heavens, keeping such a beautiful Foxfolk sister company, and yet you're out here trying to seduce other sisters?"

"I thought the white-haired sister was so cute, but I didn't expect... tsk tsk, the world is going downhill."

"Pass the popcorn, pass the popcorn!"

The two quickly put down their teacups, and Lin Shuang turned to look at Tingyun, who was holding a folding fan and smiling at her.

Her expression suddenly changed. Just as Tingyun sensed something was wrong, Lin Shuang grabbed Tingyun's soft, fragrant hand:

"Miss Tingyun, you are being unreasonable. You said I could visit anytime, but every time I go to the Celestial Ship Division, I can never find you. I was merely drowning my sorrows with wine and specially invited a friend for a drink. To think that on the rare occasion I finally see you, you start by scolding me."

Tingyun was caught off guard. She hadn't expected Lin Shuang to have this side to her.

But Lin Shuang was merely trying to retort. Once you get to know someone, their true nature will naturally emerge.

Acheron, with her cold personality, would only become colder if teased like this, which wouldn't be suitable.

But Tingyun was perceptive; a little playful banter in return would be perfectly fine.

However, seeing the smile in Lin Shuang's eyes, Tingyun snapped her fan shut, deliberately pouted, and put on a sad face with her eyebrows turned down.

She lightly tapped Lin Shuang's forehead with her fan, then sat down beside Lin Shuang on her own accord.

Her fluffy, soft tail swished back and forth, patting Lin Shuang's leg, as if complaining, or perhaps flirting.

"Benefactor, you truly have a wicked heart~ You always make me act shy every time we meet, and then you act so innocent."

While the two were talking.

Qingque, who was beside them, had already turned her head. Her head was still resting on the table, her hands covering her eyes, but her fingers were spread wide, as if afraid she might miss something.

Her large eyes darted from Lin Shuang to Tingyun, filled with gossip and curiosity.

Lin Shuang hadn't noticed yet, but Tingyun had already spotted those eyes. She immediately teased:

"I was wondering who was watching the show with Benefactor, so it's Little Qingque. You're not at the card hall today, but you have the leisure to let Benefactor give you a foot massage here."

Before Qingque could answer, Lin Shuang turned her head and saw Qingque's awkward posture.

Not only was her head tilted on the table, but her small feet were dangling over Lin Shuang's knees. She had turned her body sideways, as if lying on the chair.

Seeing this, Lin Shuang reached out and tugged at Qingque's skirt, saying helplessly:

"It's a good thing we're by the wall, otherwise people would be able to see everything."

"Oh~ Just say it, why are you touching me?"

Qingque's small face flushed red. She slapped away Lin Shuang's mischievous hand and immediately pulled her feet back, sitting up properly again.

Then she looked at Miss Tingyun:

"Actually, it was the Diviner's task," she explained, "to show Lin Shuang around. I didn't expect Miss Tingyun to know Lin Shuang too."

"I heard from the Diviner earlier that it was Madam Yukong's request. I thought Lin Shuang was an acquaintance of Madam Yukong's."

Tingyun knew what was going on as soon as she recognized Qingque.

Smiling, she picked up the teapot and refilled Lin Shuang's cup. She then replied, "It's a long story, but if not for my benefactor, this humble girl would have likely met her end in some nameless corner."

"Oh—so that's how it is, oho~"

Qingque's face lit up with a gossipy smile, as if she had just heard something juicy.

"So, Miss Tingyun, what are you up to now?"

"I just returned to the Xianzhou and have been busy for quite some time. Today, I finally have some free time, so I thought I'd come listen to some opera. Later, I planned to ask my benefactor for a shoulder massage. I didn't expect to run into you here."

"Oh, oh... wait, hold on... Miss Tingyun, when you said a shoulder massage, you weren't asking Lin Shuang, were you?"

Qingque nodded, about to confirm, but suddenly realized and her eyes widened as she looked at Tingyun.

"Of course, I was asking my benefactor for a massage! Ever since my tail was played with by my benefactor, this humble girl has been completely conquered. It has to be my benefactor and no one else~ Little Qingque just experienced it, didn't you? It felt great, right~ Benefactor's hands."

Volume 1: Chapter 41 Lin Shuang: I Don't Do Anything Illegal or Taboo.

Tingyun's words left Qingque flustered.

Was this really something to be discussed in public?

I always thought Miss Tingyun was beautiful and played cards beautifully, but now her way of speaking is a bit... alarming.

As if sensing Qingque's thoughts, Tingyun, emboldened, moved her chair closer and reached out to hug Lin Shuang's arm. Her tail, from behind, wrapped around Lin Shuang's waist.