"Just do it already!" Mizuno shouted, putting on an expression of fearless determination.
But he had no intention of heroically sacrificing himself to demonstrate that mere Uma were like ants before humans!
Because if he did that, there'd probably only be a dried-out corpse left here, weakly mumbling "oysters… oysters…"—only to be squeezed dry all over again.
So, he chose temporary forbearance, stalling for time until he found a chance…
Thus, Mizuno gently took Air Groove's delicate, stocking-clad foot, placed it carefully onto his thigh, and began demonstrating the skills he'd learned from his self-taught manual, Massage Techniques: From Feet to XX.
"Ahhn~"
Air Groove instantly melted beneath Mizuno's incredibly skillful hands, her ears twitching pleasantly as a strange sound involuntarily escaped her throat.
His technique was refined, perfectly targeting acupoints with precise pressure…
Under his expert touch, not only did Air Groove feel a rare, blissful relaxation, but all the accumulated fatigue from recent days seemed to vanish in waves of pleasant numbness radiating from the soles of her feet.
At this moment, Air Groove finally understood why President Rudolf often nostalgically reminisced about the times when Trainer Mizuno massaged her feet. It was truly an incomparable pleasure!
Mizuno was merely a novice trainer—yet his skills exceeded even professional massage therapists!
Deep respect for Mizuno's character and abilities, along with certain special emotions, gradually led Air Groove, who was currently basking in this massage heaven, toward an absurd yet strangely reasonable thought:
If Trainer Mizuno were my husband, wouldn't I get to enjoy his massages every single day…?
"Cough, cough…" Air Groove blushed furiously, quickly covering her face, ashamed by her own wild imagination.
They'd only known each other for less than a month—wasn't she moving a bit too fast, daydreaming about married bliss already?!
Air Groove vigorously shook her head, trying to dismiss these inappropriate thoughts.
Yet the lingering pleasure from Mizuno's expert fingers only deepened her subconscious yearning for a closer relationship with him…
"What about me?"
President Rudolf nudged Mizuno's waist gently with her delicate white toes, signaling that another honored guest was waiting for his service.
"Yes, yes…" Mizuno obediently placed Rudolf's foot onto his other thigh, swiftly multitasking and massaging both Uma simultaneously.
"Mm-hmm~" Rudolf leaned back, lifting her face happily, revealing an expression of pure delight identical to Air Groove's.
Watching the two Uma thoroughly relax under his ministrations, Mizuno suddenly felt a strange sense of déjà vu.
Right now, Tokai Teio and the others were probably still diligently attending class somewhere far away. Yet here in their team's training room, two other Uma had barged in, coercing their beloved trainer into doing things that made them feel extremely good…
…Wait a minute…
...
After massaging for nearly half an hour, Mizuno finally stopped his movements.
"Hm? Why'd you stop? We weren't finished enjoying it," Rudolf opened her eyes, pouting slightly in dissatisfaction.
"Massaging feet for too long can backfire, causing fatigue rather than relaxation…" Mizuno explained seriously. Then, raising a finger, he suggested brightly:
"How about I give you both a back massage now? My back massage skills are pretty good too!"
"Oh?" Rudolf's eyes sparkled.
Trainer Mizuno had voluntarily offered a back massage?!
Usually, after finishing foot massages, he'd pretend to be done and try to escape, obediently giving other massages only when forcibly dragged back. Today, however, he'd proactively offered it himself. Rudolf felt pleasantly surprised, sensing her long efforts had finally borne fruit.
Trainer Mizuno is finally becoming my obedient Husband…
Ahem!
A very good friend!
"Sure~" Rudolf's mind flooded with joy, not thinking too deeply. She withdrew her feet from Mizuno's thigh and eagerly turned her back toward him.
"Then I'll count on you~" Rudolf instructed cheerfully.
"Huh?" Air Groove, on the other hand, was slightly startled. Mizuno could massage more than just feet?
"Air Groove, turn around too. I'll massage your back as well," Mizuno directed confidently.
"Oh… O-Okay…" Air Groove nodded dazedly, obediently turning her back to him.
"Heheh…" Mizuno chuckled darkly as he observed the two Uma trustingly exposing their backs. He then stretched his evil hands toward Rudolf first.
"Mmm~"
After spending five minutes on Rudolf, Mizuno moved over to Air Groove's back.
"Ahh~"
Repeating this cycle, Mizuno quickly had both Uma sweaty, breathless, and deeply satisfied.
"Haaah~" Rudolf and Air Groove simultaneously exhaled long sighs of pure satisfaction, their bodies thoroughly limp, feeling as if they'd ascended to heaven, wishing desperately for this moment to last forever.
Mizuno, who was currently massaging Rudolf's shoulders, cautiously poked his head out from behind her and asked weakly, voice tinged with hope:
"Luna, I've massaged you both for quite a while… surely you're satisfied now? May I please leave?"
"..." Rudolf turned slowly, glancing first at the shivering Mizuno, then exchanging a meaningful look with Air Groove, who'd also turned her head, engaging in silent communication:
[Rudolf]:Let him go?
[Air Groove]:…Probably yes? He's probably tired…
[Rudolf]:Absolutely not!
[Air Groove]: Eh? Why?!
[Rudolf]:Trainer Mizuno is very tricky! He might be pretending exhaustion but secretly hasenough energy to run!
[Rudolf]:Besides, even if he is genuinely tired, we shouldn't let him off. If he's so easilyintimidated by good-natured Uma like us, what happens if bad Uma corner him someday? Will he just obediently wait to be Uma Pyoi'd? We must prevent that!
[Rudolf]:This is necessary discipline—to teach him to resist threats bravely! And, as a bonus, we'll push his human stamina past its limits!
[Air Groove]:…
[Air Groove]:President… you just want to bully him a bit longer, don't you?
[Rudolf]:Ahem! That's not the main reason…
[Rudolf]:Even if it is… that's not important!
[Air Groove]:…
[Rudolf]:Anyway, we can't let him go yet—not until we're completely satisfied!
[Air Groove]: …
[Air Groove]: Fine.
After this silent dialogue, the two Uma simultaneously smiled sweetly at the still-trembling Mizuno, saying softly:
"Nope~"
"All right…" Mizuno sighed resignedly, then respectfully offered a cup of water to Rudolf.
"Luna, have some water."
"Thank you~" Rudolf cheerfully took the cup and drank without suspicion.
"Air Groove, you too." Mizuno offered another cup.
"Thanks." Air Groove also drank without hesitation.
"Hehehe…" Seeing both Uma drink his special concoction, Mizuno chuckled slyly.
"Since that's settled—I'll be leaving first!" Mizuno waved cheerily, then immediately approached the door, attempting to move aside the bookshelf blocking the exit.
"?" The two Uma stared blankly, momentarily stunned.
In this short distance, weak little human Mizuno planned to flee right before their eyes?!
"You can't leave!" Rudolf quickly stood to stop him—but Air Groove's arms suddenly wrapped around her, restraining her tightly.
"Um… Air Groove?!" Rudolf stared in disbelief. "Why are you hugging me?!"
"President, I could ask you the same thing!" Air Groove looked equally bewildered. "Aren't you the one holding me?!"
"Nope, you're both wrong." Mizuno calmly corrected them as he pushed the shelf aside.
"Actually, you're both hugging each other."
"Huh?!"
Suddenly, the truth clicked easily into place:
"Want-a-Hug Potion!" both Uma cried simultaneously.
They remembered clearly now—Mizuno had sneakily drugged their drinks while they'd relaxed!
"You had your own potions from Tachyon?!" Rudolf shouted accusingly.
"No…" Mizuno smirked triumphantly. "The potions you just drank were your own!"
"Our own…?"
The two quickly checked their pockets, finding them empty.
"When?!"
"Heh heh heh—when I was giving you back massages earlier," Mizuno sneered wickedly. "I secretly stole your A and B bottles, mixed them, and fed them to you both!"
"What?!" The two Uma gaped.
All along, his back-massage offer hadn't meant he was becoming their obedient se… close friend! It was just an elaborate trick to steal their potions!
How cunning!
"You think this will stop us?!" Rudolf glared fiercely.
"Heh." Mizuno continued pushing the shelf, outwardly confident but inwardly sweating bullets.
Thankfully, the two tangled Uma stumbled awkwardly, giving him enough time to squeeze through the door crack.
"See ya~" Mizuno cheerily vanished through the gap, making his daring escape.