Relaxing Time
The cold air assaulted me with the only source of warmth Tatsumaki who was straddling my lower abdomen and her gaze slowly scanned my body as if seeing through me.
Without my t-shirt on, It's like being defenseless in front of her, meaning that if she wanted to do something, I won't have the strength to defend myself.
In an authoritative tone that wouldn't take no for an answer, she commanded, "Lay on your stomach."
Looks like I can't hide anything from her...
Without saying any words, I proceeded to turn around, ignoring the discomfort from my back.
With my injury in plain sight, Tatsumaki muttered, "Idiot..."
When she touched the bruise, a surge of pain shot up like fire as I clenched my fist.
"Did you foolishly think I won't find out?"
Well...there wasn't any need to show her and it will eventually heal up...
Trying to brighten up my predicament, I said, "Don't worry. It's not that serious—ahh!"
"You sure?" Not believing in me, she cursed out loud. "That ugly ninja didn't hold back his kick at all!"
Tatsumaki is right on this point as he didn't have to be so harsh on a friendly spar. Next time, I won't let him play with me like today.
Fortunately, the only thing to comfort me was knowing the cuts I made on his body that is much worse than mine.
When a pair of smooth hands applied pressure on my back, the pain started to ease away as if releasing all your tension after a stressful test.
Seeing me turning my head toward her in an interrogative manner, she said, "Just relax."
It has been a while since someone cared for me like that.
"Thank you." I plunged my face on the cushion.
She is quite good at it...
Not only is she easing the pain but also making my breathing calm down.
How good would it be if Tatsumaki did this more often?
With nothing else to do, I inquired, "How did you learn it?"
...
Why is she not responding? This shouldn't be related to something tragic, right?
"It's fine." Before I could tell her to not force herself to answer if she doesn't want to, Tatsumaki put pressure on my shoulder, preventing me from getting up. "...In the past, I would spend time massaging my little sister, Fubuki, to help her fall asleep."
How lucky she is to have a sibling...
From her tone of voice, I could guess how much she misses Fubuki. It must have been so lonely to be locked up here, not being able to do anything and far away from her little sister.
"You care deeply about Fubuki, don't you? At least, you have someone else to count on other than your—"
"Why did you pinch me for...!"
"Just preventing an idiot from spouting nonsense," said Tatsumaki before resuming her massage.
What did I say wrong?
Such an unpredictable girl...
Thinking about it, how does Fubuki looks like? Is her behavior similar to Tatsumaki?
Hopefully not, the older sister is already difficult to deal with as I always need to read her mood if I don't want to die...
Strangely, I don't feel anxious or scared but instead peaceful around her.
But first, we need to get out of here, and to do so, I must become strong enough so that even their most powerful guard cannot stop me, starting with...a full-body workout this evening...
*Yawn*
Her hand's movement is becoming slower while her pressure on my back is getting lighter and lighter...
...
When opening my eyes once again, I wasn't sleeping on my stomach anymore but on my back, with Tatsumaki wrapping her arms around my neck, not caring about my bare chest at all.
Despite being awake, after learning from my lessons many times in the past, I stayed still because she hates when I wake her up.
Taking the opportunity to use my free time productively, I thought about what we are going to do after escaping from this place.
Where should I start first to become one of the strongest people in the world? And more importantly, what am I going to do after separating from Tatsumaki?
Eventually, she will return to her little sister but I don't have a family...not anymore.
A pity to lose my best friend that way...
While I want to leave this place to gain freedom, I don't want to be separated from Tatsumaki...
Nothing to financially support me and with my age, earning money is just near impossible unless I use my power to work for other people.
When her grip around my neck tightened, I turned my eyes toward her only to find a glare, even scarier than any nightmare I had as she said, "I don't like that look in your eyes."