Daily life in Zongman

The light fabric she wore was decorated with lace and was in classic black and white. She wore a lace headband on her flaxen head, which was very cute.

Glass lowered her head slightly: "Congratulations on winning the championship~ Glass has prepared a massage service for the master, please lie on the bed."

The mood is a little subtle. Glass, who is as docile as Icarus, greatly satisfies my inner desire for control. I am super satisfied.

I heard Nitro lying on the bed, and then I could feel Nitro sitting on my back, her hands on my shoulders. Since I couldn't see, the touch on my back was more sensitive.

I could feel Glass's fingertips sliding across my back, and with a clumsy groping feeling, Glass placed her hand on my shoulder.

After she sat on his waist, the acute angle formed by his thighs and calves became larger. Glass stood up slightly and pressed down with the weight of his body. As his thumbs moved across his back, the comfortable feeling of the back massage was transmitted to his mind.

It was very comfortable, not only because of the strength of Glass's massage, but also because of the white silk stockings that matched her maid uniform, which kept brushing against her waist when she stood up.

The silky touch with warm body temperature, coupled with the pressure of the small hands on the shoulders, made my brain start to feel tingling.

Glass pressed down from the top of the shoulders along the spine, and with the electric feeling, the whole body became lazy.

After massaging the back, Glass stood up and began to massage the hands. After massaging the arms, she left the waist, knelt beside the thighs, and began to massage the legs.

My whole body was massaged, and the experience was super great and satisfying.

At the end of the back massage, Glass whispered: "Master, next is a back massage. If you feel uncomfortable, please tell Glass."

"Wait!"

People, follow your heart.

I quickly took off my pajamas and lay back on the bed: "Okay."

Glass's cheeks turned slightly red. She stood up, held onto the head of the bed, and began to step carefully on her back.

The petite feet are very tender, and when they step on the back with the touch of stockings, the skin feels as if being brushed by silk. It feels super comfortable and wonderful. Glass can clearly feel the occasional curling of her toes through her back.

Awesome! It turns out that having your back stepped on is so comfortable.

Next time I will let Glass step on me again.

After the pleasant back massage, Glass knelt beside him and said, "Master, next is the front."

He turned over, his face full of joy, and looked forward to the next massage from Glass even more.

Still sitting on the waist and abdomen, Glass began to massage the shoulders. Her movements were slow and awkward, but comfortable was comfortable, and she didn't care about these delicate details at all.

As Glass applied force, she bent down and lowered her head, her hair falling on either side of her ears, sweeping through the air and bringing a fresh scent. The light shone through her drooping hair, revealing her already red face and dodging eyes.

It seemed that she was already very shy, but she was still doing the massage seriously.

"It's very comfortable, Nitro, I like it very much."

If you are in a good mood, tell us about your current state.

"Well... congratulations, Master... on winning the championship."

Glass paused for a moment, then continued, his movements becoming smoother.

He closed his eyes and focused his senses completely on his skin.

After massaging the entire upper body, Glass stretched out her hand somewhat awkwardly.

To be honest, I didn't feel anything in my hands. Finally, I asked Naoko if I could kiss her. Naoko blushed and nodded slightly in agreement.

Since she is my girlfriend, I can do some very intimate things.

Kiss after kiss, guiding the awkward Glass to a pleasant experience. If Futaba's skills are like a kitten drinking milk, then Shendong sister is a beauty snake hunting, as for Glass.

It's a hamster with a puffy face.

Glass is not as knowledgeable as Futaba, nor does she have the comfort that Sister Shendong has recently become proficient in, but it is this clumsy skill that greatly satisfies her inner desire for control.

This is a treasure that belongs to you alone, you must cherish and protect it.

The celebratory massage after winning the championship was over, and Glass drank water to replenish his energy, "Gurgle~Gurgle~"

Two consecutive mouthfuls.

When I was about to turn off the lights and go to sleep, Glass came to the bedside again and knelt behind my head: "Master, there is one last part."

Her head was lifted by Glass, and she then moved forward and placed her head on her thighs. Two small hands began to gently massage the back of her head, and the accompanying finger pressure was more comfortable than the whole body being electrified and the brain being numb.

It's like the feeling of having your soul extracted, gently lifted out of your body, floating away. It's like being at the beach on a summer day, lying on the surface of the water, drifting, the comfortable breeze brushing across the sea and across your face, bringing the cry of seagulls in the sky, taking away all your worries.

So comfortable...

This was the last thought in my mind, and as my body completely relaxed, everything fell into silence.

Nishimiya Glass looked at the sleeping master in her arms with a slight smile on her lips. She was very happy. After serving her hard, she found that her master was very comfortable, relaxed and happy. She could feel that her mood was really happy.

This kind of happiness brought by serving and joy brought by devotion, with a hint of unhealthy yandereness, is Glass's truest state now.

She truly felt that she was needed, she truly felt that she was valuable, and she truly felt that her relationship with her master had become closer.

Glass likes this feeling. She had been searching and learning massage techniques on the Internet, and had been practicing with a pillow in order to serve after the kendo competition, just for this moment.

Glass feels more comfortable and fond of her identity as a maid.

The lights were turned off, the maid uniform was folded aside, and Glass snuggled into his arms.

On the sixth day of the kendo tournament, I woke up at seven as usual, carefully removed Tuanzi from my arms, washed up, and went for a morning run. Then, I took Nazaki and began exploring this unfamiliar city.

During this time, I practiced kendo, did a few test papers, had a massage from Glass in the evening, and then fell asleep.

On the seventh day of the kendo competition, I stayed in bed for the first time in a long time and slept with Glass until nine o'clock.

Today, Glass, who was sleeping on the side, noticed one thing: the pendant on her master's wrist was brighter.

On the eighth day of the Kendo Competition, I gave Glass tutoring and practiced Kendo.

On the ninth day, I went shopping, gave Glass tutoring, and practiced kendo.

On the tenth day, I felt that my sword swings became slower and I had more things to think about. This feeling of confusion made me extremely uncomfortable, but I didn't know how to deal with it.

What should I do? Should I ask Kanzaki Sama? Or should I ask the team's instructor?

Futaba first.

He typed and sent his current situation to Rio Futaba.

Futaba replied quickly: [In summary, Stupid Fujiwara wants to challenge high school and university, but recently during practice he found that his strength has stagnated and even regressed, right?]

Type: [Yes.]

Futaba: [Don't think too much. If you want to win, you need to let go of your conscious mind.]

Typing: [Why shouldn't Futaba A-mon think clearly before fighting? That way, he can make decisions based on his actions.]

Futaba: Because motor memory is stored as implicit memory, not declarative memory, trying to access implicit memory with your conscious brain is essentially accessing the wrong database.

Typing:【OvO】

Futaba: [Stupid Fujiwara, let me put it another way.]

After a while, Futaba sent another message: [You need to immerse yourself in the little universe inside you. When fighting, stop thinking, stay calm, and follow your instincts. That's all.]

Fujiwara Haru seemed to be lost in thought. He began to swing his bamboo sword, and with the sound of it breaking through the air, he suddenly realized something.

There were no strange phenomena in the sky and earth, nor was there a sudden increase in strength. He just waved the bamboo sword in the cold wind, and realized how to swing the sword better after that.

There is no bottleneck in the realm, and no need for spiritual medicine or external force. Just a little guidance can help you reach the next level.

If we say that Fujiwara Haru's state of mind before today was that he saw mountains as mountains and water as water.

So just now before asking Futaba, his state of mind was that he saw mountains as not mountains and saw water as not water.

Finally, there is the current Fujiwara Haru, who sees mountains as mountains and water as water.

I bowed my head and typed: [Thank you, wise Futaba A-mon. ]

Putting away his phone, Fujiwara Haru confirmed one thing: he really was a martial arts genius, the kind who could grasp things quickly.

Just like Futaba has a photographic memory and an extraordinary learning ability, he also has an extraordinary learning ability in martial arts and is naturally strong.

This strength does not refer to physical strength or agility. His normal physical fitness is only slightly higher than that of ordinary people.

This kind of strength refers to the more innate kind, such as insight (eyesight), reaction speed, and hand-eye coordination. These are not data on paper, but are indeed affected by the natural structure of the body.

Talent, he has that kind of thing.

On the fifteenth day of the National Kendo Competition, he stood on the competition field.

The friendly match has begun.

It wasn't easy, as his opponent in the last match was very experienced, but he still won. Winning by one move is still a win.

During the final press interview session, everyone gathered around.

Youthful vigor? Or youthful recklessness?

Anyway, after defeating all his opponents, Fujiwara Haru's confidence began to overflow, and he no longer cared so much about what the world thought of him. If he were asked to participate in the national competition again, he would definitely play with his mobile phone.

Therefore, when he spoke to reporters from across the country, he did not have to suppress his smile, nor did he show much humility as he had done in the past when he was praised at school.

He smiled with ease, showing his face completely to the camera.

People always have two sides, good and evil. At this moment, Fujiwara Haru revealed his "evil".

He spoke with abandon: "My name is Fujiwara Haru, my birthday is April 4th, and today, December 7th, 2017, I fulfilled my ten-year-old birthday wish: to live a wonderful, splendid life!"

Chapter 122 High Jump, live broadcast worldwide.

Xuesha, an ordinary snow girl, is still working amazingly today, Friday.

Although she is a snow girl, she has poor talent and her strength is still at the second level of body forging, waiting to be perfected, even after several years of graduation. Exorcism is a bit dangerous for her, so she can only do some simple work.

Fortunately, as a member of the Snow Girl family, she lives in the Snow Girl family. She works as a clerk in the family company, and her job mainly involves contacting and maintaining the Snow Girls outside the family.

However, the term "outside the family snow women" isn't quite accurate. After all, their family welcomes any snow woman, and it prioritizes race over bloodline. Rather, it's about protecting those snow women who aren't closely connected to the family, preventing them from finding themselves stranded and facing hardship or disaster.

In the eyes of ordinary people who don’t know much about them, they would think that the Snow Girl Family is a mysterious organization far away from human habitation, or that they are a tyrannical force that relies on supernatural powers to seize and plunder, or that they are some kind of hidden chaebol with a long history.

However, these impressions are wrong. The Snow Woman Clan is just an ordinary, even somewhat loose, mutual aid organization. In the early 21st century, when tourists began to appear in the deep mountains and old forests, the Snow Women, unable to hide anymore, had no choice but to gather together, centered around the strongest Snow Woman, and move into urban life.

They exchanged intelligence, shared resources, and aided the poor and vulnerable Snow Women. Under the planning of the Supernatural Administration, they lived alongside humans, rarely revealing their presence. The family business initially operated in frozen food transportation. Relying on their own abilities to earn initial capital, they gradually expanded and became stronger. Thanks to their extraordinary family background, no one dared to interfere or cause trouble, allowing for smooth and successful development.

It has now developed into a complex enterprise, but due to lack of manpower it has remained at a medium-sized scale and has not grown further. Its economic strength is somewhat inferior to those large national enterprises, and is far inferior to the four major global conglomerates.

It’s just that all members of the Snow Girl family are extraordinary beings. Through win-win marriages, in the extraordinary world, the Snow Girl family is among the best in terms of both their own strength and influence.

Xuesha is the snow girl living in this family. She is optimistic and cheerful, which is extremely rare among snow girls. She was appointed as a liaison and is responsible for protecting the snow girls outside the family.

As Friday was approaching, she couldn't help but feel a little lazy. After looking around and making sure no one was paying attention to her, she happily began to slack off.

The leaderless work chat group has been flooded with news about the National Kendo Competition. Everyone is discussing how a junior high school student defeated the high school champion team and is about to challenge the university champion team.

Xuesha opened the live broadcast room out of curiosity and decided to take a look.

Then she watched the entire match. She didn't understand anything about kendo, she just knew that the winner was very powerful.

During the post-match interview, the champion took off his helmet. Xuesha frowned, realizing something was wrong.

Why does it look familiar?

Who was it? She must have seen it before. This feeling of déjà vu yet unable to remember it made her feel quite uncomfortable.

Until the young man said in front of the whole country: "My name is Fujiwara Haru, my birthday is April 4th, and today, December 7th, 2017, I fulfilled my ten-year-old birthday wish: to live a wonderful life, to live a brilliant life!"

I remember now! Isn't this the handsome husband that Yukino has raised since she was a child?

When she helped to modify his identity and age information, she only saw the photo and did not see what he looked like when he grew up, so she did not recognize him at first.

I didn’t expect that the skinny little boy has grown up now and won the first place in the national kendo competition. He is really amazing.

The young man in the live broadcast was full of vigor and vitality. There was a smile on his lips, his eyes were full of light, and his whole body was full of youthful vigor. With pride and confidence after winning, he delivered his acceptance speech in front of the whole country.

When Xuesha first heard this, she was a little confused as to why he had to mention his birthday. However, when the boy said that he had fulfilled his birthday wish of "living a wonderful life, living a brilliant life!", she felt that the sunny and youthful boy was a little nervous and couldn't express himself clearly.

The interview on the live screen ended. Xuesha closed the live broadcast room and prepared to chat with Xueno. She recalled the news she had learned from Xueno, such as that the boy was picked up by Xueno from an unfinished building and brought home when he was ten years old...

Wait, the boy has been wandering since he was ten years old.

So what he just said...

Xuesha replayed the scene just now and made one thing clear.

The boy in the picture wants to say not only that he has fulfilled his tenth birthday wish, but also a hidden message.

"I am Fujiwara Haru, whose birthday is April 4th. I am the child you abandoned. Now, I stand here and want to tell you that I live a wonderful and brilliant life!"