"Master, give me your fan."
Seeing Yuzuru turn around suddenly, with beads of sweat on his forehead and his hair slightly disheveled, Ikehashi Shizuka took the folding fan from her waist and handed it to him.
"What's wrong?"
"Hehe~ I'll show you a magic trick."
Yuzuru raised an eyebrow. As he took the black folding fan with his right hand, a fiery red folding fan appeared in his left hand without warning, as if it were a flame that had been plucked from the night sky.
The bright red folding fan unfolded with a "whoosh".
Several tiny flames seemed ready to leap off the snow-white fan surface.
To Chibo Jinghua's astonishment, one of the small flames suddenly leaped out, and the moment it burst out of the fan, it seemed as if the surrounding temperature rose by several degrees.
"Don't blink, the moment to witness a miracle has arrived!"
As Yuzuru spoke, he opened his black folding fan.
On the black fan surface, which was originally empty, a bamboo painting gradually emerged as the small flame approached.
A tiny flame leaps gently into the ink bamboo painting, and instantly, the bamboo seems to be given vibrant life. The bamboo leaves sway gently in the wind, lifelike, and a tiny flame, seemingly ready to burst forth, stands proudly atop the bamboo forest.
Ikeba Shizuka was stunned, her face full of surprise and curiosity.
She couldn't help but ask, "How...how did you do that?"
"That's a secret!"
Yuzuru smiled mysteriously, the upward curve of his lips carrying a hint of childlike smugness.
With a "snap," he closed the Fire Control Fan, took a step forward, and the distance between them instantly closed. His voice, tinged with a seductive quality, softly said, "Master, would you like to see for yourself? I'm right here~"
He was just kicked out.
The reason was that he was being physically rough during sword practice. Ikeba Shizuka tolerated it for a long time, but the guy got bolder and bolder, and finally couldn't stand it anymore, so he directly and ruthlessly expelled him from his master's... cough cough, family.
"Smack!"
A slender, white finger tapped Hanyu Nan's forehead with just the right amount of pressure.
Don't push your luck!
After finishing her tap, Ikeba Shizuka took two steps back, her earlobes so red they looked like they were about to bleed; she had almost been tempted.
Seeing her like this, Yu Shengnan laughed even harder and stuffed the black fan into her hand. "Master, consider this fan my apology gift. The flame inside will bring you good luck. After I win the competition, I will tell you the secret behind it."
After saying that, he turned and strode away.
Ikeba Shizuka gazed at Yuzuru's retreating figure, holding a folding fan in her hand, as if she could still feel the lingering warmth of the boy.
She murmured, "Good luck..."
Her voice was soft, carrying a hint of expectation and a hint of confusion.
.........
.........
"Okay, I'll be right there. Remember to get all clean and ready for the young master."
By the roadside, Yuzuru leisurely munched on a skewer of takoyaki he had just bought on the way, and hung up the phone.
The maids have already gone back to the hotel to soak in the hot springs.
Thinking about what happened that afternoon, Yuzuru's lips curled up slightly, revealing a satisfied smile.
Great, the beautiful master's strategy has taken another step forward.
Master Jinghua is now becoming more and more accustomed to her rebellious disciple's intimate gestures. The next step is to win the kendo competition and gradually, step by step, enter the body of her beautiful master.
Don't misunderstand.
His meaning was to gradually enter Master Jinghua's heart.
After all, without foreplay, rushing things would hurt his dear Master Jinghua.
...
Hot spring hotel.
As the best hot spring hotel in Osaka, the hotel has a large public bath and open-air bath on the top floor, overlooking the Osaka Plain, and is known as "a place chosen by the gods".
Unsurprisingly, this place also has investments from the Suzuki Group.
Yuzuru Hanyu entered the hotel, went straight to the elevator, and pressed the button for the top floor.
As the elevator slowly ascended, his tall figure and handsome face were reflected on the mirrored wall, his sharply defined features appearing even more striking under the warm yellow light.
Upon reaching the top floor, the elevator doors slowly opened.
"Sir, this venue has been booked out; men are not permitted..."
The two female staff members standing outside the bathhouse saw Yuzuru Nanasu come out of the elevator and walk straight toward them, and instinctively tried to stop him.
But when they saw the person's face clearly, their eyes widened instantly, a look of amazement flashed across their faces, and then they immediately lowered their heads.
"Young Master Yuzuru, welcome!"
"Um."
Yuzuru nodded slightly, his tone calm, exuding an invisible aura as he walked past the two.
After the door closed again, the two waitresses cautiously raised their heads, their eyes still lingering with excitement.
One of them, her cheeks slightly flushed, couldn't help but say, "Is that the legendary Yuzuru Hanyu? He's so handsome, much more so than in the photos! I'd die happy if I could sleep with him!"
"You slut, getting all flirtatious again, aren't you?" another waitress rolled her eyes at her. "Don't you know who Young Master Yuzuru is? It's no wonder he wouldn't be interested in you."
"Heh~ You talk like you're so great," the previous waiter retorted defiantly, "If you're so capable, then don't cross your legs!"
"you......"
The two started arguing back and forth.
Unbeknownst to her, another pair of best friends had been torn apart, a fact that Yuzuru was completely unaware of.
He had just stepped into the locker area when he suddenly stopped.
Silhouettes that get the blood pumping are projected onto the frosted glass wall, and the sounds of girls laughing and splashing water, mixed with their charming laughter, echo softly in the dome.
"Soaking in hot springs is great! You have to soak in hot springs!"
A carefree smile curled at the corners of Yuzuru's lips. With a thought, his originally crisp casual suit seemed to be swept away by an invisible wind and disappeared instantly, replaced by a loose bathrobe casually draped over his body.
The angel's spatial transport code is excellent, especially when used for changing clothes.
Pushing open the heavy wooden door, a wave of warm, humid air rushed out, mixed with a faint smell of sulfur.
"Young Master Yuzuru~ This way~"
The little maid was the first to notice that her young master had arrived.
She was carrying a plate of cut fruit and walking towards the shore when she saw Yuzuru Nana at the door, and she skipped over like a happy little deer.
Perhaps because of the hot spring, her face was flushed, and the collar of her bathrobe was slightly open, revealing a small patch of fair, snow-white skin. Under the misty steam, she looked even more charming and alluring.
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