"Need an infusion?"
"Aren't we doing that now?"
Moeha blinked her large eyes, looking at the IV drip bag beside the bed, a little confused.
"Silly, he's clearly not talking about the nutritional drip!" Chika lightly tapped her sister's head.
Asa let out a quiet breath. He hadn't expected the skill he had just drawn to be useful so quickly.
However…
His gaze swept over the Fujiwara sisters next to him, their beautiful eyes fixed on him with unconcealed hope.
"Oneechan, to treat Mrs. Fujiwara, I will need a private, quiet space."
The moment Asa's words fell, the Fujiwara sisters' heads bobbed like pounding garlic, their movements causing a ripple-like sway that was quite something to behold.
"Don't worry, Asa-kun. You treat her right here in the room, and we absolutely won't disturb you."
After witnessing Asa eliminate the malicious spirit earlier, the three girls had a completely new understanding and view of the young boy's abilities.
Having received their instruction, the three girls swiftly and unhesitatingly withdrew from the room.
This was not only driven by their urgent desire for their mother to recover, but also by their complete, unreserved trust in Asa.
Besides, what possible ill intentions could a young boy have?
Mrs. Yukinoshita exchanged a look with Asa before also stepping out.
Only Asa and the beautiful, middle-aged woman on the bed remained in the room.
Mrs. Fujiwara's body hadn't been too severely invaded by the evil spirit.
The fact that she remained unconscious after the spirit's elimination likely indicated significant damage to her mental and spiritual state.
After all, the spirit's main tactic was to corrupt a person's mind and soul.
Only by completely wearing down Mrs. Fujiwara's soul and spirit could it truly gain control of her body.
Fortunately, this new ability he had acquired could also act on the mind and soul.
Asa's eyes drifted over the beautiful woman lying on the bed.
As the mother of the Fujiwara sisters, Maho possessed a figure and posture markedly different from her daughters.
The years of working and traveling for her job had given her a relatively slender frame.
Her waist, almost perfectly sized to be circled by a hand, was like a true willow branch.
It was the most slender waist Asa had ever seen on a woman.
He could easily imagine the endless allure of that willow waist as it swayed.
The biggest difference between her and her three daughters, however, lay in the size of her chest.
The disparity was so great that, if not for the similarity in their facial features, one might even doubt whether she was their biological mother.
Though Mrs. Fujiwara's build was somewhat delicate and thin, her temperament carried an unyielding spunk and charm that other, more curvaceous women did not possess.
Asa's gaze traveled upward, finally settling on her lips.
"Healing Fluid…"
Based on Asa's understanding of the System and the majority of hentai abilities he'd drawn in the past, the "Healing" described by this ability must refer to that path leading to a woman's heart and soul, as famously described by a certain female writer…
The "Fluid" within it was, naturally, self-explanatory.
However, the abilities produced by the System's sign-in feature, while having restrictions, were always flexible in their application.
The human body had many passages!
And bodily fluids came in many types!
For instance, the throat and saliva…
Asa was tempted to try the literal application of Healing Fluid, but he worried he wouldn't have enough time to maximize its effect.
Besides, healing wasn't a one-and-done affair.
It definitely had to be done in courses, step by step!
Wouldn't an eager, beautiful woman who was awake be much more fun than a comatose one?
This would also be a good chance to observe whether different bodily fluids produced different effects.
Maho was in a coma, meaning she required some assistance for the liquid to pass through her throat.
With that thought, Asa poured a glass of water from the side table.
He took a mouthful, leaned in, and covered her lips with his own.
He slowly passed it over.
After the first glass was administered.
He could clearly see Mrs. Fujiwara's tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxing.
But she still hadn't woken up.
"Let's try again."
....
In a dim, spiritual world.
A beautiful, middle-aged woman, barely clothed and looking haggard, slowly walked across a boundless desert.
She had no idea how long she had been walking here.
The eternally high, blazing sun and the endless yellow sand had nearly made her lose all sense of time and space.
A voice, full of temptation, was constantly whispering in the depths of her heart.
"Turn back, there's an oasis there, it will let you live."
The beautiful woman's steps did not falter for a moment. Her slender waist firmly and powerfully supported her forward momentum, and her long legs continued to step, sinking into the sand!
She knew very well that it was the devil's whisper.
The moment she turned back, she would truly be finished.
"I haven't even met my daughters' future husbands or attended their weddings yet, how can I fall here!"
Her expression was numb, but her will remained steadfast.
After an unknown duration of walking, she suddenly realized the voice inside her had vanished.
The scorching sun had disappeared too.
Only the endless yellow sand remained.
"What's going on?"
The beautiful woman was slightly stunned. Just as she was filled with surprise, a torrential rain suddenly began to fall from the sky.
The raindrops struck her face, soaked her body, and instantly washed away all the yellow sand.
The beautiful woman could feel the pouring sweet dew nourishing her body.
This ineffable feeling brought her both physical and mental pleasure.
When a person is starving, they have an almost insane craving for food.
If the taste is also exquisitely delicious, they can become uncontrollably gluttonous.
....
In the Fujiwara home.
In Mrs. Fujiwara's room.
Asa, who had just finished administering the second cup of water, was about to stand up when he was startled to find a pair of soft arms already wrapped around his neck.
Asa's eyes widened slightly. He had been counter-assaulted.
"Mmm~"
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