Poor magical girls, work for me!

Simply put,

Ryosuke Miyagi tried to explain in more understandable terms. "The curse is lodged in various nodes of your body's energy channels, causing poor flow of spiritual energy and a significant decrease in your strength."

It's more like a toxin, constantly invading your body. I need to directly contact your body, using a special vibration technique combined with the heat of the hot spring to forcefully open those blocked points, dispersing and guiding the power of the curse out. During this process, you need to completely relax your body and not resist my psychic energy entering.

[Laughing so hard, this isn't psionic...]

"Cough cough..."

Ryosuke Miyagi was abruptly interrupted by the voice in his mind and coughed twice.

He went on to add.

"The process may involve some pain, or sensations such as soreness, numbness, or swelling, which is normal. We will start with the less affected areas and gradually proceed. You can stop at any time, but interrupting may affect the results."

"It hurts... but it's okay."

Nanatsuji Kirion bit her lower lip, but her eyes became more determined.

"I can endure it. As long as... it works, as long as... the curse can be lifted, I'll do anything."

As they were speaking, "Kong" came to a smooth stop.

The driver took off his hat, stepped out of the driver's seat, bent down, and said:

"Master, the 'Mountain Stream Soup' has arrived."

The car door opened, revealing a secluded corner of the Sento Valley mountains. A rather old-fashioned wooden building sat nestled among the green trees, with a sign that read "Mountain Stream Hot Spring".

There is also a small note next to it that reads "Private hot spring pool, reservations required".

Ryosuke Miyagi had done his research beforehand; the place was practically deserted at midday and had several private outdoor hot spring baths, which met his requirements.

The two stepped out of the car through the wall of the street.

Nanatsuji Kirion followed closely behind Miyagi Ryosuke, clutching her drawstring bag and keeping her head down.

He was as nervous as a primary school student preparing to be "judged".

Upon entering the bathhouse, Ryosuke Miyagi showed his reservation information to the receptionist.

The proprietress was a kind middle-aged woman who seemed to be used to the situation of a man and a woman booking a private hot spring bath at noon. She simply smiled, handed over the key and towel, and pointed in the direction of the changing room without asking any further questions.

"I'll go to the men's changing room to get ready. After I've changed, I'll meet you at the 'Bamboo Room' hot spring."

Ryosuke Miyagi explained to Kirion Nanatsuji.

"Remember to remove any jewelry, hair ties, or other items that might interfere with the flow of spiritual energy."

"...Okay." Nanatsuji Kiri's face turned bright red, and her body trembled violently. See you later... that word...

She practically fled into the women's changing room.

Ryosuke Miyagi, on the other hand, appeared much more composed.

He entered the men's changing room and quickly changed into the dark blue yukata provided by the bathhouse.

He didn't bring any special items with him, but took out a small ceramic bottle from his bag. This was the "meridian-clearing ointment" that could be exchanged for two silver coins in the manual.

It has a cool and slightly spicy aroma.

When he arrived at the "Bamboo Room", Nanatsuji Kirion had not yet come out, and to be honest, he was a little nervous.

This is a small, semi-open-air hot spring pool, surrounded by a bamboo fence to ensure privacy. The pool is not large, built of natural stones, with clear water, wisps of steam rising from it, and the air filled with a faint smell of sulfur and the fragrance of bamboo leaves.

Wooden bath stools and small wooden tubs were placed by the pool.

After a short wait, a corner of the bamboo curtain leading to the women's changing room was gently lifted.

Nanatsuji Kirion only showed half of her body, timidly looking at Miyagi Ryosuke sitting on the stool.

After taking a deep breath, I moved my body and walked out...

She changed into a slightly loose, light lotus-colored yukata provided by the bathhouse.

The belt was tied so tightly because of the tension that it made her already slender waist even more noticeable.

The hem of the yukata only reached mid-calf, revealing slender ankles and snow-white toes that were slightly curled up in wooden clogs due to nervousness.

Her long, wet hair was wrapped in a towel and coiled on top of her head, revealing her entire fair and delicate neck and a small patch of her exquisite collarbone.

She placed one hand on her chest and walked forward slowly...

Perhaps because of the warmth of the hot spring, her face was even redder than it had been on the bus, almost like a ripe apple.

call……

call……

call……

Take three deep breaths.

Bare, snow-white feet trod on the pebbles as she took small, quick steps toward Ryosuke Miyagi.

In this environment.

Nanatsuji Kirion avoided eye contact, not daring to look at Miyagi Ryosuke at all. Her hands were tightly clasped in front of her, and her body trembled slightly.

She's here! Beneath her bathrobe are long, snow-white legs, and those smooth little feet on the ground make you wish the ground were your face, so you could enjoy the soft little feet stepping on your face.

If you lie on the ground and make this request, Nanatsuji Kirion might not refuse, since it's just a matter of stepping on someone...

"I...I'm all better..." her voice trembled.

Ryosuke Miyagi could sense her unusual nervousness.

Instinctively, I still maintain a certain distance from myself.

Ryosuke Miyagi coughed very professionally.

"Okay, first put your hair up neatly, make sure it's not wet. Then, sit here."

He pointed to the bath stools by the pool.

Well……

Nanatsuji Kirion shifted her body nervously.

They moved to the bath stool almost simultaneously, using both hands and feet.

Then he carefully sat down, his back straight and stiff as a board.

She kept her head down, staring at her knees pressed together.

After all, there was nothing inside her...

If you get close enough from the front, you can see almost everything!

Ryosuke Miyagi squatted down beside her and opened the ceramic bottle, releasing a cool, slightly spicy aroma.

"This is a supplementary ointment. We need to first identify the main points of congestion... You may need to loosen the top of your yukata slightly to expose your shoulders and back."

"...!!!"

Nanatsuji Kirion's body visibly stiffened, and her ears turned so red they looked like they were about to bleed.

After a few seconds of silence, she said in an almost inaudible voice, "...Does it really have to be like this?"

"Yes. The shoulder blades and the sides of the spine are important areas where spiritual veins converge, and also where curses are most likely to take hold and manifest. Without direct observation and contact, it is impossible to accurately channel the curse, and we will need to rinse off before entering the hot spring... If it really doesn't work, we can pause and think of another way later."

Ryosuke Miyagi covered the ointment.

You've mastered the art of playing hard to get!

"No...no...no!"

Nanatsuji Kirion spoke nervously, gritting her teeth as she spoke, her slender fingers clumsily untying the first knot.

"I was just too nervous..."

The front of the light lotus-colored yukata slipped slightly to the sides as the sash loosened.

Her delicate, jade-like collarbone gleamed with a pearly luster in the rising steam of the hot spring.

Nanatsuji Kirion's breathing became noticeably rapid.

brush……

The skin slipped and fell off.

Her fair back was exposed to Ryosuke Miyagi.

"Is...is this okay?"

Nanatsuji Kirion had her eyes tightly shut at this moment.

His voice trembled like a sieve.

Her long eyelashes trembled violently, her entire face was flushed red, and even her neck and skin were tinged with a faint pink.

"Relax your body as much as possible, don't tense up. Tension will cause the spiritual channels to constrict, increasing the difficulty and pain of channeling them."

[You're so nervous, Kirito! No, what are you saying! Her name isn't Zhang Kirito, it's Nanatsuji Kirito. You're commenting on her name and you're even calling her by the wrong name, what a clumsy little devil...]