The So-Called Flirty Superhero

Fushimi Makoto: "Massage is an essential part of becoming stronger."

Yukino felt he was talking nonsense again and was getting a little annoyed when she saw Utaha say thoughtfully, "I remember once Eriri Spencer Sawamura accidentally got some information out of me, and she said that she suddenly became stronger after you gave her a massage."

Um?

It's actually true?

Yukino realized that Utaha wasn't lying, she immediately began to waver.

A hint of tears welled up in Utaha's eyes.

She remembered that Yukino had witnessed her rope bondage performance.

So, will I have the chance to witness the pinnacle of pleasure Yukinoshita this time?

"I have no objection," she said, her cheeks slightly flushed and her eyes alluring.

Chapter 366 The So-Called Heartbreaker Superman

In fact, Yukino and Utaha could more or less tell that Fushimi Makoto.

Or perhaps, they shook hands and made peace.

Because of a lack of clues, they were unaware of Fushimi Makoto's inner thought that "a team of beautiful girls with long, straight black hair is awesome."

In their view, the reason the other party did this was probably because the two of them often clashed, giving him, as an onlooker, a headache.

After all, they both had a pair of flawless legs.

These are special attack weapons for Fushimi Makoto.

"Shall we begin now?" Fushimi Makoto asked again.

Utaha's smile was intriguing, "I don't care, but I doubt that Yukinoshita would agree."

"I can accept your massage, but I need to break up with her," Yukino replied.

"See, I told you so, didn't I?" Utaha had expected this.

Before Fushimi Makoto speak, she teased Yukino, "Are you feeling shy?"

Yukino calmly replied, "If that's how you want to interpret it, then I can only say that I really can't be as shameless as you."

"What you're saying is a bit strange. Massage is a perfectly normal thing... Oh, or is it because your own thinking is unhealthy that you insist on separating?"

"No, I just guessed you were planning something."

Neither of them could convince the other.

Fushimi Makoto explained from the side, "My idea is very simple: to loosen up your muscles and bones so that your blood and energy will be more abundant and you will be healthier."

"Qi and blood?" Yukino seemed interested in this.

"That's right, I learned this from a book. Simply put, Qi and blood are the material basis of human life activities. Qi propels the circulation of blood and maintains the functions of the internal organs; blood nourishes the whole body and provides nutrition. The two are interdependent and indispensable."

"Sounds very professional." Utaha nodded.

Although she knew that Fushimi Makoto wanted to play with her legs, she couldn't find fault with what he said.

So she added, "You've convinced me for now."

Yukino didn't refute it; she clearly thought the same thing.

Fushimi Makoto rolled up his sleeves. "Then let's begin."

Yukino frowned. "I told you, I want to break up with her."

"I know, Yukino, go lie down on the sofa over there, and Utaha- senpai, lie here," Fushimi Makoto.

Utaha couldn't help but laugh out loud, "You really know how to arrange things."

Is this what you call breaking up?

The two sofas are so close together that if either of them experiences any emotional change during the massage, or accidentally makes an embarrassing sound, they will notice instantly.

Yukino glared at Fushimi Makoto, then got up and walked towards his bedroom.

"I knew it would be like this." Utaha rested her chin on her hand and sighed deliberately. "I've already tried my best to help you, but she won't agree. What can I do?"

"Senior, your words are quite suggestive..."

What does "tea flavor" mean?

"Don't worry about the details. Shall I massage you first, or should I massage her?"

"Let her come first, and remember not to close the door. I want to observe from the doorway."

Utaha spoke, a happy smile appeared in her eyes, "If she has any embarrassing or awkward reactions, I'll definitely take a picture with my phone."

"I think with Yukino's intelligence and her understanding of you, she would definitely be able to predict your actions."

That makes sense.

Utaha leaned back, her tall and voluptuous body lounging on the sofa, her beautiful legs in black stockings also rising up, as if by accident, and just happened to be stretched into Fushimi Makoto's hands.

"If you can get her to cooperate with me just once, then I'll definitely agree to your request~" Her voice became seductive again.

Fushimi Makoto's expression remained unchanged. "What do you want me to do by cooperating with you?"

Utaha's eyes gleamed with desire. "Let me capture her once, preferably pinning her to the ground."

Fushimi Makoto couldn't help but laugh, "So you still remember that?"

Utaha was captured and knocked down by Yukino twice, and she was completely unable to resist.

This was clearly something Utaha kept in mind.

"Is this the first day you've met me? I'm a woman who holds grudges very well," Utaha said lightly, her beautiful feet rubbing against Fushimi Makoto's palms.

Even through the black stockings, Fushimi Makoto could still feel the exquisite skin on her feet.

"Are you tempted?" Her voice was soft and sweet, with a rare hint of coquetry.

Fushimi Makoto held her soft little feet in his hands and said, "How about you give me a little more reward, maybe I'll be tempted."

Utaha instantly stopped smiling, her face turning cold as she pulled her leg back.

"You can go and give her a massage."

She put on a show of changing her expression as quickly as turning the pages of a book.

Fushimi Makoto shook his head, muttering deliberately as he walked inside, "Your change of heart is too fast. You should have bargained when I made an offer."

Utaha picked up a cushion from the sofa and threw it at him.

Fushimi Makoto, Fushimi Makoto reached out and caught it. "Is this a cushion for me? Thank you."

Utaha was so angry that she didn't say anything.

Fushimi Makoto entered the bedroom, Yukino's slender figure was already lying flat on the bed.

Her long, slender, fair legs stretched straight down, her stockings already off, revealing her delicate, jade-like feet to the air. Even without nail polish, her pea-colored toenails were dazzlingly pink.

"Finally decided to come in?" Yukino asked with disdain.

"I was just negotiating with her." Fushimi Makoto sat down on the edge of the bed, holding a cushion.

Yukino didn't get up, but lay there and asked, "What are you talking about?"

"She wanted to capture you and pin you to the ground."

"Oh."

Yukino smiled.

Fushimi Makoto asked cooperatively, "What does that laughter mean?"

"Unless she can surpass me, she will never have that chance in her lifetime," Yukino replied decisively.

"I guessed so." Fushimi Makoto placed the cushion aside.

Yukino immediately reminded her, "Close the door, otherwise she'll definitely sneak in to peek, and might even take pictures with her phone. I don't want to see such an excellent upperclassman break the law; otherwise, I won't be able to resist pinning her to the ground again."

That's a powerful threat.

Fushimi Makoto walked to the door.

Just a second before the door closed, he saw the alluring Utaha on the sofa, raising one of her small feet towards him.

Sorry, you're the one who made me massage Yukino's legs first!

After closing the door, Fushimi Makoto sat back down on the bed.

He had just taken off his shoes when Yukino's voice, tinged with curiosity and anticipation, rang out. "Can a massage really do what you say?"

"Just say you want to become Superman," Fushimi Makoto exposed her.

Yukino wasn't embarrassed at all; she even retorted, "I told Eriri Spencer Sawamura before that you're already a superhero."

"You actually praise me in private?"

"But you're a super womanizer."

Upon hearing this, Fushimi Makoto couldn't help but laugh.

"What's so funny?" Yukino didn't understand. Wasn't she being sarcastic?

Fushimi Makoto smiled and said, "I remembered a picture of Superman that I saw online a few days ago."

"So what?"

"The meaning of 'Heartbreaker Superman' is that he acts like a madman when he's being unfaithful."

"?"

Fushimi Makoto spoke the last sentence in Chinese, Yukino could understand, but she couldn't comprehend its meaning.

Her Chinese is good enough for both everyday conversations and serious discussions.

But Chinese phonetic transcriptions were beyond her knowledge.

Besides, it's a dirty joke like that, so she's even less likely to learn it on her own initiative.

"Alright, let's begin." Fushimi Makoto approached Yukino.

"That wasn't a nice remark," Yukino keenly noticed.

Fushimi Makoto didn't answer, but held her shapely and slender calves and gently massaged them.

In an instant, Yukino took a deep breath, her eyelashes trembling and her heart trembling.

Why do this guy's hands still have such magical power?

Could it be that his hands, like those of Bamboo-copter, possess some kind of magical ability?

Lost in thought, Yukino felt the warmth and comfort on her legs and couldn't help but close her eyes, feeling completely at ease.

Although she wasn't sure if Fushimi Makoto true that massage could make her stronger, she was certainly comfortable being massaged like this.

It's like taking a nice soak in a hot spring during the cold winter.

That feeling of pure joy, as if your whole body is screaming with pleasure, is truly intoxicating.

This time, Fushimi Makoto's massage was very serious, completely unlike the style he used when massaging Eriri Spencer Sawamura.

After all, there are other people at home, and Yukino is also very shy.

If he were to use that "making Eriri Spencer Sawamura meow" style, Yukino would probably jump up and elbow herself on the spot.

However, to Fushimi Makoto's surprise, despite his diligent massage, Yukino became drowsy due to complete relaxation and was on the verge of falling asleep.

"Why don't you just take a nap?" Fushimi Makoto stopped.

Yukino softly hummed in agreement. "I'll take a ten-minute nap."

"Do you feel good?"

"Very good." She gave the buyer a very positive review.

Fushimi Makoto at her serene and charming face, Fushimi Makoto couldn't resist and slowly moved closer.

Yukino suddenly opened her eyes, her drowsiness quite evident. "What are you going to do?"

Fushimi Makoto didn't say anything, but lowered his head and kissed her.

Yukino was slightly taken aback, then raised her hands and wrapped them around his neck.