Quietly blow-drying the girl's damp hair, the torrential rain outside continued to rage without end, and the wind grew increasingly fierce.
Coming to the window, looking at the street outside, the wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the trees by the roadside were blown askew.
Lightning streaked across the sky, followed by deafening thunder.
Nobi Hiroshi switched to the weather channel. The announcer was reporting a typhoon approaching, advising citizens to close their doors and windows to prevent damage from the typhoon.
"It seems like Japan often encounters sea typhoons. This is my first time experiencing something like this."
Turning off the TV, Nobi Hiroshi sat cross-legged on the sofa, muttering to himself. The signal outside might be interfered with; the screen kept flickering, sometimes clear, sometimes blurry.
Well, no Lion Mask for today, and I'm stuck indoors.
In this situation, if anyone dared to wander the streets, they would most likely be served into the ICU by a flying signboard from some shop.
"Whose flying underwear is that? Why are they all men's? Don't they have women at home?!"
Nobi Hiroshi gloomily drew the curtains, blocking out the eye-stinging red underwear from outside the window—bright red, fiery red, prosperous red.
Out of sight, out of mind, he cursed under his breath, "Whose good person sent these three red underpants?!"
"Saotome Seiko, you should call home to let them know you're safe. I'm afraid you won't be able to go back tonight and will have to stay here for the night."
Nobi Hiroshi suggested. Madam Jingyu probably wouldn't be able to come back today either, and he also needed to call Yuzi at home to let her know he was safe.
"Mm."
Saotome Seiko nodded. Typhoon weather was truly dreadful. For safety, she could only stay here for the night.
In the air-conditioned room, the three read manga books, and time flew by quickly. Night unknowingly slowly descended.
Although the mature and steady Madam Jingyu was not home, dinner was not a concern. Tian Mei's cooking skills were quite good, and simple home-cooked dishes were naturally not a problem.
"Saotome Seiko, are you bored of reading manga? Then let's play a game."
Nobi Hiroshi put down the manga in his hand and couldn't help but glance at Saotome Seiko, who had fallen into boredom. She was currently sitting sideways on the fluffy soft couch, her perky, rounded peach buttocks and well-proportioned, slender legs fully exposed.
Especially under her skirt, the half-moon shape revealed beautiful rosy white skin, and the curved line between her thighs was quite impressive, seemingly even with a small dark mole.
"Okay, what should we play?!"
Her eyes lit up. Saotome Seiko dropped the manga book in her hand and looked at Nobi Hiroshi.
She sat up from her side-lying position, her fragrant buttocks pressing down on her heels, and the fallen skirt hem just covered her creamy skin, making one sigh with reluctance.
"What do you want to play?"
"Hmm… can we play comparing points?"
"Okay, no problem."
Saying that, Nobi Hiroshi took out a deck of opened playing cards from under the desk ladder. He often played this game with Shizuka before.
Of course, it was the kind with stakes, playing some healthy little games to warm up a couple's relationship.
The game rules are simple: shuffle 52 cards (excluding the Jokers) and place them in the middle. Each player draws 4 cards at a time and chooses a suitable card from the four cards to place face down on the table, waiting for the opponent to reveal their card together.
After revealing the cards simultaneously, compare whose card has a higher point value. The player with the higher card can take the opponent's card. The game ends when one player's cards are all taken.
"Oh, I seem to have won again…"
By the third round of the game, Nobi Hiroshi suppressed a smile and stacked the large pile of cards in his hand.
How could he lose with his X-ray vision? This game was destined from the start. Saotome Seiko stared blankly at the floor, completely numb from losing.
"How could this happen…"
Saotome Seiko lay flat on the floor like a salted fish, never having won a single round!
Although it was just a game, her self-confidence had taken quite a hit.
"Hiss~ My feet are so numb."
Frowning, the girl propped herself up on the floor and sat on the edge of the bed. Her fair, tender feet, tucked under her buttocks, naturally became sore and numb after a while.
Seeing the girl in distress, a gentleman would usually appear to help her out.
And at this moment in the room, there just happened to be such a great gentleman.
Nobi Hiroshi reached out his hand and gently held her soft, jade-like foot, gently kneading it, trying to help relieve the discomfort of her numb foot.
"Hmm~"
A sudden reassuring touch came, and Saotome Seiko trembled slightly. Her foot instinctively tried to pull back, but the other party held on tightly, so she couldn't retract it at all.
"Saotome Seiko, are your feet still numb?"
Nobi Hiroshi's movements became even gentler, his fingers lightly gliding over the smooth instep, like playing a silent piece of music.
His handsome face was filled with pure innocence, as if he was truly just helping a friend with a foot massage.
"Still… still a bit, but much better."
"Woo~~~"
Under a strange stimulation, a soft gasp involuntarily escaped her throat. Nobi Hiroshi's fingertips pressed precisely on the acupoints, and his delicate technique made her give up struggling.
It's just friends helping each other with a foot massage, it's no big deal.
The girl convinced herself and closed her eyes with a clear conscience, enjoying the massage.
However, the further it went, the stranger the massage technique seemed to become.
It felt like something strange was touching the sole of her foot. Could Nobi Hiroshi have a third hand? She looked down curiously.
She saw that her jade-like foot was being massaged by the boy, cradled between his thighs, and he didn't seem to be doing anything strange.
But all this was only happening on the visible surface; Saotome Seiko knew perfectly well what was under her foot.
"This… this couldn't be…"
The atmosphere around them became subtle, filled with a faint ambiguity.
Saotome Seiko's heart raced, and her flushed cheeks felt slightly warm. What was happening now seemed to have gone beyond the scope of friendship.
"Nobi Hiroshi, my feet aren't numb anymore. Can… can you let go?"
Clearly feeling the exaggerated state of her sole, the shy Saotome Seiko spoke tremblingly, her pretty toes instinctively gripping back, grasping the top of the cloud.
"Hiss ~"
"Saotome Seiko, shouldn't you let go of me first?"
Nobi Hiroshi chuckled as he played with the jade-like foot in his palm, looking at Saotome Seiko.
Her chest rose and fell with violent anger.
Looking at Nobi Hiroshi with righteous indignation, the girl's brow was filled with determination as she said angrily, "Hiroshi, it's too rude to do this to a girl, you… how can you do this…"
The sole of her foot, which was pressed against the dangerous object, quickly retracted, and Seiko turned her body with a complicated expression, and the room fell silent for a while.
Second Brother took the liberty of propping up the Green Dragon Crescent Blade. Even if Nobi Hiroshi didn't do it on purpose, it was still from the heart, so who could she blame?
"Sorry, Seiko, just now… that was just an accident."
Getting up to apologize, Saotome Seiko nodded silently, her eyes secretly glancing at the young man's apologetic face, with a hint of imperceptible loss.
Originating from the young man's inappropriate behavior? Or some other reason?
Presumably both, there was a sense of loss in her heart, and she finally couldn't bear to condemn him, so she pretended that nothing had happened.
"Ka-cha ~"
Gently twisting the doorknob, Hiroshi looked at the girl's bewildered eyes and quietly walked out of the room.
Although he could have achieved his goal through tough means just now, that would have been boring. He preferred to achieve his goal through smooth means.
However, today was a good day, the typhoon came just right, he couldn't waste this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
So, Hiroshi took advantage of the heavy rain to go out, using Instantaneous Movement to safely arrive at the closed Commercial Street, and entered an indescribable shop, even the signboard was pink.
"Well, this is it."
Smiling, he took out a deck of cards from the counter. There didn't seem to be any surveillance cameras around.
Unwilling to let the boss lose money, Nobi Hiroshi put down a 500-yen coin after taking the thing, and his desolate figure returned to Shizuka's house again.