The Map of Yan Was Too Short

"That's true."

Eriri Spencer Sawamura stood there Fushimi Makoto as Fushimi Makoto started eating fried skewers.

Her current posture is actually a bit strange.

Beneath her skirt, her smooth, beautiful legs were bent, her two rounded knees pointing inwards, almost touching.

As for why she stood like that, it was obviously because of her panties...

"I'm going up first!"

She blushed as she uttered those words, too embarrassed to linger any longer.

But after she ran up to the second floor, she couldn't help but look down at Fushimi Makoto.

Just as the massage ended, Fushimi Makoto casually remarked, "If you ever want another massage, you can come to me anytime."

The massage was indeed very comfortable.

His technique was indeed very impressive.

But Eriri Spencer Sawamura felt incredibly embarrassed at the thought of having to take off her skirt to get a massage from him.

"Massage is a very legitimate thing."

She made excuses in her mind.

Because she herself understood that the feeling of reaching the peak of pleasure was something she genuinely enjoyed.

Especially since the person giving him a massage was Fushimi Makoto.

Although she couldn't quite distinguish whether her feelings for Fushimi Makoto were romantic affection or admiration, these feelings were definitely there.

Besides, she had already experienced it completely, and she hadn't resisted it at all; on the contrary, she had been led by the other person the whole time.

It's the kind of comfortable feeling of being led around.

This guy just really loves his legs.

And feet.

At that moment, it felt as if two little people were talking inside Eriri Spencer Sawamura's brain.

The devilish little man said with a sinister air, "You yourself think massage is normal, and he also said that your relationship is too innocent, and you like that feeling, so you can always ask him for help in the future."

The little angel on the other side said righteously, "That's right, it's correct!"

Around 9 p. m. that night, everyone returned to the villa.

However, since everyone was out having fun, no one was thinking about resting early. They were either chatting downstairs or huddled together inside.

Fushimi Makoto stood at the entrance of the villa, his senses completely enveloped, the chirping of insects and birds filling his senses.

He sensed the snake crawling in the woods and the birds chirping on the rooftop.

The only thing they didn't sense was the presence of the black bear.

"It's a bit of a shame. If we had actually encountered a black bear, I could have shown Yukino the true value of a sliding tackle."

Fushimi Makoto crossed his arms and pondered.

With his current physical abilities, let alone taking down large wild animals, he could easily demolish the villa behind him if he wanted to.

At 10:30 p. m., Fushimi Makoto went back to his room to play his handheld game console.

He was playing online with Nakano Yotsuba.

At this moment, in a room on the second floor, Mrs. Yukinoshita is taking a bath in the bathroom, while two beautiful figures sit by the bed.

This is Sawamura and her daughter.

"Speak up, you suddenly showed up here at this time, you must have something to tell me, right?"

Sawamura Sayuri looked at her daughter with a smile.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura hasn't said a word since she came into the room.

Originally somewhat curious, Mrs. Yukinoshita couldn't be bothered to wait any longer and went straight to take a shower.

Sawamura Sayuri, however, was not in a hurry.

She is a very patient woman.

Moreover, she felt she had guessed the truth.

She had previously reminded her daughter to check on Yukino's condition, and now that her daughter had suddenly come over, it was most likely because of that.

"Mom," Eriri Spencer Sawamura called softly, her face flushed.

Sawamura Sayuri lowered her voice in agreement. "Did you discover something before? I mean, Yukino."

Eriri Spencer Sawamura nodded subconsciously, then shook her head.

"What does this mean?" Sawamura Sayuri didn't understand.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura was silent for a long time, then her voice grew softer and softer. "Mom, you must have experienced that feeling before, right? It's like... the feeling of a massage."

"Massage?" Sawamura Sayuri was taken aback. "I do get massages at beauty salons sometimes to relax, but why are you asking this?"

"I only discovered today that... massages are really comfortable."

"Um?"

Looking at her daughter's shy yet blissful expression, Sawamura Sayuri recalled the moment and said uncertainly, "Massage is indeed quite comfortable and can relax people, but your reaction doesn't seem like you've experienced a massage... Wait a minute!"

She noticed a blind spot, her beautiful eyes scanning her daughter's tomato-like face. "Who gave you a massage? Yukino?"

She knew that Yukino had the title of "all-around girl," so it wouldn't be surprising if Yukino was giving Eriri Spencer Sawamura a massage.

"It's not Yukinoshita." Eriri Spencer Sawamura shook her head vigorously.

"Who is that... um?"

Sawamura Sayuri realized what was happening.

There were only a few people in the villa before, and besides Yukino, only Fushimi Makoto knew this.

She suddenly became nervous. "Makoto give you a massage?"

Eriri Spencer Sawamura nodded shyly.

Seeing her daughter's reaction, Sawamura Sayuri became increasingly uneasy. "Is your massage legitimate?"

"Mom!" Eriri Spencer Sawamura, her face flushed with embarrassment.

She realized her mother had misunderstood, and quickly said, "Fushimi massaged my legs. I was feeling pretty bad before, but after he massaged my legs, I felt completely... comfortable."

Sawamura Sayuri immediately relaxed and laughed, "A leg massage? That's normal. You don't get enough exercise, and you were dragged so far by Ichika and the others to go shopping, it's normal to feel tired."

The tension she felt suddenly vanished.

It's just a leg massage, why am I overthinking it?

Makoto always treated Eriri Spencer Sawamura like a normal friend, so I really shouldn't have thought about it that way.

The beautiful woman patted her chest and smiled with relief.

She also realized she had been confused; didn't she know her daughter's personality all too well?

If something really happened between those two, my daughter will definitely be sacrificed!

If my daughter gives it away for free, given her foolish nature, she'll definitely find out.

However, Sawamura Sayuri was wrong again.

Eriri Spencer Sawamura lied.

It's true that I massaged your legs.

But she only said she wanted to massage her legs.

Moreover, she came over tonight because she had been struggling with this decision for a long time before finally realizing that her mother, being older, might understand this better.

For example, is it normal to feel hot all over and crave a certain emotion?

For example, is it normal to feel a craving for someone's hand and think about doing it more often?

But despite having these words on the tip of her tongue, Eriri Spencer Sawamura, being too shy, ultimately didn't dare to ask them.

The mother and daughter chatted for a few more minutes, then Eriri Spencer Sawamura went back to her room, looking dejected.

As night fell, the two beautiful women lay down beside the bed, neither of them feeling sleepy.

"Should we go out with these young people tomorrow? I feel like I feel younger when I'm with them," Sawamura Sayuri casually started a conversation.

"You're doing it again?" Mrs. Yukinoshita with a hint of exasperation.

"Hey, don't be so rigid. We're still young. If you like, you can let Makoto call you 'sister' too."

Don't even think about it!

Mrs. Yukinoshita refused with a stern face.

He's already so bold; if I were to make him call me "sister" again, wouldn't that be outrageous?

However, when Fushimi Makoto was mentioned, she was reminded of his previous "transmission of radio waves".

That tight-fitting long dress was in her suitcase.

Do I really want to wear it even once?

The dress was bought for her by Sawamura Sayuri. Sayuri said that she had a great figure, big breasts, and a perfect waist-to-hip ratio, and that it would be a waste of her figure not to wear a long dress like this.

She was quite annoyed at the time, thinking that her best friend really said all sorts of things.

But after receiving that "radio wave," she suddenly felt quite happy.

Is it possible for one's charm to appeal to all age groups?

Although she was a bit rigid, every woman loves beauty.

"How about tonight..." she hesitated.

In the darkness, she glanced at her best friend beside her, hesitated for a long time, and finally gave up.

Anyway, I'm going on a five-day trip, so I have plenty of time to think it over.

While she continued to consider her options, Sawamura Sayuri on the other side had a different perspective.

This person is thinking... the first move guarantees victory!

At midnight, Sawamura Sayuri carefully got out of bed and left the room with shuffling footsteps.

The moment the door closed gently, Mrs. Yukinoshita opened her eyes.

What's going on?

Chapter 289 The map of Yan is too short (Bonus Chapter 1)

Fushimi Makoto had long since finished playing games with Nakano Yotsuba, and he was currently flipping through a book in his room.

He was flipping through books on film and television.

Of course, he wouldn't buy books while he was out having fun; these books were all brought by Yukino.

While everyone was putting away their luggage, he specifically borrowed two books from Yukino, wanting to see what this all-around talented girl with a competitive spirit had been studying lately.

Yukino wanted to surpass him, so the competition intensified.

He wouldn't mind taking a look at Yukino's research and offering his own suggestions.

As for whether Yukino could actually surpass him in terms of knowledge in the future, Fushimi Makoto didn't care at all.

Anyway, he has his own way of surpassing Yukino.

However, in his interpretation of the word "surpass," the word "surpass" needs to be omitted.

Just as Fushimi Makoto turning the pages of his book, he suddenly sensed footsteps outside.

He focused his attention slightly and even noticed the fragrance coming from outside.

The scent of that shower gel is very familiar.

It seems to be Sawamura sister.

Upon confirming the visitor's identity, Fushimi Makoto was somewhat surprised.

He had assumed that Ichika and Nino would launch a night attack.