Tokyo's Most Affectionate - Chapter 51

My Pleasure

Kurosawa’s physical fitness was impressive; even carrying a person on his back, he ran swiftly.

Finally, after running for a while, they managed to shake off the nurse.

“Phew.” With a stop, Kurosawa let out a long breath.

“Am I heavy?” Ninomiya, lying on his back, observed him panting and couldn’t help but ask.

“You’re so light. How can you be considered heavy? I’m just relieved that we managed to shake off that nurse.” Kurosawa shook his head, explaining.

In fact, he had been quite scared a moment ago. If he had been alone, he felt he would have sprinted away long ago.

“Thank you. If you weren’t carrying me, it would have been a disaster.” Ninomiya secretly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling fortunate.

“It’s nothing.” Kurosawa felt a bit embarrassed at the thanks.

Carrying her felt comfortable, like a soft bundle on his back, accompanied by a tantalizing sensation and a pleasant fragrance.

“My foot is sprained, and it’s impossible to stroll around slowly. How about we go outside first?” After some thought, Ninomiya suggested.

Originally having second thoughts about continuing, her sprained foot now provided a reason to leave.

“Before that, let me help you with something,” Kurosawa nodded and said.

“What do you mean by help?” Ninomiya was a bit puzzled.

In response, Kurosawa gently put her down, allowing her to lean against the wall on one foot.

“Excuse me.”

Then, he bent down, giving her a heads-up before reaching out to grasp her left ankle.

Seeing his movement, Ninomiya instinctively reached for her skirt to avoid any exposure.

“I’ve learned a few things, and know how to handle a sprained foot. If we don’t treat it promptly, it might swell after a while,” Kurosawa explained while gently massaging her delicate and smooth ankle.

Due to his parkour training, he not only learned various parkour techniques and landing skills but also emergency treatment for injuries.

A sprained foot could be a minor issue, but if left untreated, it could cause some trouble.

“Thank you.”

Ninomiya’s left foot was supported by his hand, while his other hand applied gentle pressure to the ankle. The warm fingers massaged her foot, and it felt quite comfortable, making her a bit embarrassed.

Although women in Neon generally had a more liberal attitude towards physical contact, it still felt a bit intimate.

But she rarely interacted with the opposite sex, and even if she did, it was verbal communication, without this kind of physical contact.

Kurosawa didn’t say anything and just continued massaging her foot.

Due to the high heels, he didn’t see much, but he could feel her smooth and delicate skin, and the sensation was quite pleasant.

“Just take a little break, and it should get better.”

After a short while, Kurosawa withdrew his hand and stood up.

“What happens if it’s not treated?” Ninomiya asked a somewhat trivial question, but she was at a loss and just trying to ease the awkwardness.

“Have you never sprained your foot before?” he asked.

“I have, but I usually just use an ice pack.”

“If you don’t treat it at all, it will swell, walking will be painful, and the recovery time will be longer. But strictly speaking, it’s not a big problem.”

“Do I need to ice it after leaving the haunted house?”

“No need. It should be mostly fine by the time we exit the haunted house. However, if you want a complete recovery, it’s best not to wear high heels tomorrow.”

“What should we do next? Can you carry me for a little longer?” Ninomiya looked around and asked.

Kurosawa was somewhat surprised. He initially thought of supporting her as they walked out, but he didn’t expect her to suggest carrying her.

“If you help me walk, and we encounter another scary ghost, I won’t be able to run.”

Ninomiya, feeling a bit embarrassed under his surprised gaze, explained.

“My pleasure.”

Kurosawa smiled and then turned around, squatting down with his back facing her.

Seeing this movement, Ninomiya hesitated for a couple of seconds and then climbed onto his back.

As Kurosawa lifted her ample and soft thighs with his hands, the two became one again.

“Do you want to run out quickly?”

Kurosawa’s palms supported her plump and elastic thighs, and he could feel her presence against his back, making his heart beat a bit faster.

“Let’s just walk for now. If we encounter danger, then we can run.”

Ninomiya thought for a moment, deciding that running out might be too tiring, and expressed her preference.

In reality, she had a small selfish motive.

Being carried by Kurosawa made her feel less afraid, and perhaps she could fully experience the haunted house journey this time.

“Then let’s go.” Kurosawa fully agreed with this choice.

It was rare to have an opportunity like this, and it would be a pity to hastily run out. Besides, experiencing a haunted house with a beautiful woman on your back was quite enjoyable.

So, the two of them set out again, moving at a faster pace, especially now that they didn’t have to be dragged around.

Along the way, their moods changed. They were no longer as scared.

For Ninomiya, the experience became even more magical. Because she felt so secure, she even had the leisure to look around.

If something seemed frightening, she would avert her gaze or bury her head on Kurosawa’s shoulder.

Kurosawa felt satisfied with her curious and scared reactions.

Whether it was her occasional screams or when she hid her head on his shoulder, her long, fragrant hair falling gently, in this terrifying and eerie haunted house, the two walked together. Amid the tension and excitement, there was also a sense of thrill and security.

After more than half an hour, Kurosawa led her through various places.

“I see the exit.”

Finally, with a beam of light ahead and large letters on the wall spelling “exit,” Kurosawa announced.

Ninomiya remained silent, only embracing Kurosawa’s neck and burying her head in his shoulder, savoring his pleasant scent.

In the final stretch, Kurosawa slowed down, walking at a leisurely pace.

As they neared the exit, Ninomiya spoke up.

“Please put me down.”

“Mm-hmm.”

Though Kurosawa was a bit reluctant, he cooperated and set her down.

“Promise me you won’t tell anyone about what happened today.”

With her feet firmly on the ground, Ninomiya adjusted her glasses and then tidied up her slightly disheveled hair and clothes.

Gone was her anxious demeanor, replaced by a calm and composed attitude, as if she had transformed back into the teacher she was.

“Of course.”

Seeing her change, Kurosawa smiled. He wasn’t the type to boast about his dates.

“Never tell anyone in this lifetime.”

“I won’t, even in the next.”

“Let’s go.”

Ninomiya took a few steps in place and found that her left foot wasn’t as painful as before. Although there was still a slight sensation, walking was no issue.

Kurosawa didn’t need to fix anything, he was just feeling the lingering warmth on his back, and in high spirits.

Indeed, going to an amusement park for a date with the opposite sex, the haunted house was an absolute must-not-miss.