"It seems like you haven't had a good time these past two decades, but try to think of the positive side. At least compared to those poor souls who became food for zombies or starved to death, you still have a place to stay and food to eat, right?" Myne comforted Olivia.
"Since you're holding onto so much pressure, let me give you a massage. You'll feel better after this."
Because Myne couldn't fully put himself in her place or imagine her suffering, he soon ran out of words and didn't know what else to say. So, he simply stopped talking nonsense and gently massaged her shoulders.
At first, Olivia wanted to stop him since there was no need for such formalities. It wasn't like they were going to become a couple or anything, and he should really start his work. But once Myne began his massage, she found it unexpectedly pleasant and couldn't bring herself to tell him to stop.
"Mmm~"
