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Chapter 5 - Health Check

"Come here!" Ignoring the kneeling Katsura Manami, Li Qingyuan beckoned to Katsura Kotonoha and ordered.

Katsura Kotonoha quickly stood up and ran to him.

"I noticed your left hand was weak and your right leg was feeble when you made your second strike. It's obvious you have a congenital defect in your heart and liver. This kind of illness is probably congenital, isn't it?" Li Qingyuan said confidently in a slow tone.

"Hai! Grandmaster Masao truly has discerning eyes! My daughter has congenital heart disease. We've been treated in major hospitals in Tokyo, but they can't find anything wrong!" The kneeling Katsura Manami was now completely prostrate!

The master is indeed a master; he saw through his daughter's incurable illness at a glance.

Even in hospitals, doctors need to conduct multiple diagnoses and use various X-rays before they dare to say what's wrong with her.

"Let me massage your bones and see what's wrong with this illness!" Li Qingyuan ignored Katsura Manami's flattery and spoke directly to Katsura Kotonoha.

Katsura Kotonoha has a heart condition; what eroge player doesn't know that?

If an ordinary person came along and offered to massage Katsura Kotonoha's bones, even if this girl was timid and wouldn't dare to argue, Katsura Manami would definitely slap them across the face!

But now, a master craftsman personally massaging her bones—this was an unparalleled honor!

Besides, Busujima Masao knew at a glance that his daughter had congenital heart disease; perhaps he even had a treatment?

Li Qingyuan grabbed Katsura Kotonoha's shoulder with his left hand, and his right hand went straight for her chest—

No, it was her back.

After all, grabbing her breasts right away would give him away too easily!

He pressed his right thumb against Katsura Kotonoha's spine and then pressed down.

"Ah—"

Katsura Kotonoha gasped in surprise, a sharp pain shooting down her spine as if she'd been stabbed by a blade.

"Bear with it!" Busujima Masao said coldly.

"Ugh!"

Katsura Kotonoha quickly bit her lip, daring not to make a sound.

Li Qingyuan first pretended to massage Kotonoha's back and arms before preparing to carry out his plan.

His right hand slid down Kotonoha's waist, then grasped her left buttock.

"Ugh…"

Katsura Kotonoha's heart pounded, her face flushed. It was the first time in her life that a man had grabbed her buttocks, making her feel incredibly awkward.

However, she dared not resist, for he was Japan's number one swordsman, and besides, it was her first time being massaged, so she naturally didn't know the specific steps involved.

Besides, her mother, Katsura Manami, was kneeling right in front of her; Katsura Kotonoha dared not move.

If she misunderstood Grandmaster Masao and caused any negative consequences, she would be finished!

'Pretty well-endowed!' Feeling the soft touch in his hand, Li Qingyuan couldn't help but chuckle inwardly.

The reason he hadn't let Katsura Manami get up earlier, besides wanting to see how much her breasts would be compressed, was also because he wanted to properly play with Katsura Kotonoha in his hands.

Katsura Kotonoha's personality was exceptionally cowardly. Despite possessing the strength to kill with a single blow, she was blackmailed and raped over a trivial matter and didn't dare to ask for help. Her character was evident from this.

Therefore, Li Qingyuan concluded that this girl would probably suppress even a scream, let alone reveal the truth!

Besides, even if Katsura Kotonoha resisted, it didn't matter. He was just massaging her bones; wasn't it normal to touch certain areas?

He grabbed Katsura Kotonoha's buttocks and kneaded them back and forth a few times, feeling her muscles tense to their limit, before releasing them.

Katura Kotonoha breathed a sigh of relief. She had been truly afraid he would continue kneading; being pinched on the buttocks by an adult male in front of her mother was incredibly shameful!

But before she could relax, she felt a strange sensation on her chest again.

Li Qingyuan grasped Katsura Kotonoha's breasts through her clothes and gently kneaded them!

The girl's breasts were soft yet firm; clearly, she was still a virgin.

Unfortunately, kneading through her clothes was his limit; he couldn't possibly undress her and properly play with her.

However, while he couldn't go all the way, playing with her was still possible!

In Katsura Kotonoha's horrified eyes, every sensitive part of her body was occupied by him.

Her breasts and buttocks were kneaded thoroughly!

'No! No!' Katsura Kotonoha screamed inwardly, "Why is this Sword Saint molesting me in front of my mother?"

However, her silent scream was utterly useless. Seeing Kotonoha frozen in place, too afraid to move, Li Qingyuan knew she was stunned. So, he simply removed his right hand from Kotonoha's breast.

Then, before Kotonoha could react, his right hand had already slipped inside the opening of her training uniform.

Since Katsura Manami was still kneeling on the ground, her view only reaching Kotonoha's calves, as long as Kotonoha didn't cry out, the woman wouldn't notice anything amiss.

Directly kneading a young girl's breasts was far more pleasurable than through her clothes. Li Qingyuan tried lifting Kotonoha's large breasts, feeling that each one weighed at least two pounds.

They couldn't compare to the kneeling cow, of course, but considering this girl was only fifteen, her future was quite promising!

Feeling her breasts being fondled, Katsura Kotonoha felt a chill run through her. The master she had always revered was actually a middle-aged pervert. The collapse of her faith was far more chilling than her own experience.

Busujima Masao was the idol of every kendo practitioner in Japan. This feeling was like suddenly discovering your idol was a drug addict and a prostitute, and that their face was photoshopped!

But before she could even feel the chill, she felt the other person's left hand begin to move.

The back of her training clothes was pulled up, and the other person's left hand slipped inside the wide hem, ignoring the waistband, and his warm palm pressed against her buttocks.

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