The afterglow of the setting sun dyed Konoha Park orange-red, and I leaned on a bench and closed my eyes to rest. The A-level mission I just completed made me sore all over, but the reward was generous enough - 3,000 gold coins and a week's vacation. The breeze blew, bringing the unique moist breath of early spring, and I heard the sound of footsteps not far away. "Um... Ying-senpai, is there anyone at this position?" The voice was as thin as a mosquito. I opened my eyes and saw a little girl in a light-colored hoodie standing in front of me - snow-white pupils, dark short hair, and a few books in her arms. Hyuga Hinata, the eldest daughter of the Hyuga family, should be only ten years old this year. "No one, please sit down." I moved to the side, and my eyes involuntarily fell on her exposed ankles. She was wearing traditional ninja shoes, and her snow-white ankles glowed like pearls in the sunset, looming with her steps. Hinata sat down carefully, her hands placed on her knees, her back straight. Typical Hyuga upbringing. I could smell her light fragrance, mixed with the fresh breath of a young girl. "Did you just finish training?" I asked casually. "Yes, yes." Hinata twisted her fingers nervously, "Basic soft fist training... my father said I was progressing too slowly." Her attention shifted downwards, the edges of her ninja shoes were covered with mud, and the laces on her right foot were loose. A thought came to my mind. "... Ahem, as a ninja, it is important to maintain your equipment." I said in a professional tone, "Your shoelaces are loose, which will be very dangerous in battle." Hinata immediately lowered her head, her cheeks flushed: "Ah, sorry... I'll tie it right away." "Wait." I reached out to stop her, "Let me check your ninja shoes. I'm a special consultant to the equipment department, and recently found that a batch of ninja shoes had quality problems." This lie came out of my mouth. In fact, I am not from the equipment department at all, but Hinata obviously didn't know. She hesitated for a moment, but still took off her right shoe obediently. "Both shoes need to be checked." I said in a serious tone. Hinata bit her lower lip and slowly took off her left shoe. Now, her small feet in white socks were completely exposed in front of me. The soles of her feet wrapped in white socks swayed slightly in the air. Her ten toes kept curling and stretching because of nervousness. There was a circle of light blue lace at the top of the socks, and blue blood vessels were faintly visible at the ankles. I pretended to check the shoes carefully, but in fact I was greedily watching her feet with my peripheral vision. The bottom of the socks was a little damp, probably because of sweat during training. I deliberately delayed time and looked at the shoes over and over again. "Why are you still wearing socks during training? Too much sweat will affect your training." "Wow... my father said that to me too." She pointed at her chest with two fingers, "Because socks are very soft and comfortable, although it is not convenient for training..." "It's okay to wear them for your own comfort, but you also have to distinguish between the primary and the secondary. Come, lift your feet up and let me see." Hinata hesitated for a moment, but still raised one foot obediently. I reached out and gently held her little feet - her feet were so small that I could completely cover them with one hand. Through the thin white socks, I could clearly feel the warmth and slight moisture of her soles, which was obviously the sweat from the training. "Ah..." Hinata exclaimed softly, and subconsciously wanted to pull back, but I gently held her. "Don't move, this is a normal examination." I said seriously, but my fingers gently rubbed the soles of her feet without leaving any trace. The silky white socks were slightly stuck to her skin because of the sweat, and made a slight rustling sound as I moved. Hinata's face instantly turned red to her ears, but she still obediently did not resist, just lowered her head, and her fingers were nervously twisted together. I could feel her little feet trembling slightly in my palms, and her toes curled up unconsciously, like a frightened little animal. "Your foot muscles are a little tense," I put down my hands, "This will affect the flow of chakra." "Is that so?" Hinata raised her head with a look of ignorant trust in her eyes, "Then what should I do?" "Well." I frowned, "The soles of your shoes are more worn than I thought. The socks also need to be checked. Wet socks will affect the flow of chakra." Hinata opened her eyes wide: "Do you want to take off your socks?" "It's just a short check. This is for the sake of your ninja training." In the afterglow of the setting sun, Hinata's face was as red as a ripe apple, so beautiful that people couldn't help but want to take a bite. She hesitated for a few seconds, and finally slowly rolled down the sock on her right foot. Then she put her two little feet together and sat honestly opposite me. "...Take off the other sock as well. It will be more convenient to check. I suppressed my inner desire and continued to persuade her patiently. Hinata hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded, stretched out her trembling hand, and began to roll up the white sock on the other foot. As the socks slowly faded, the other snow-white jade foot gradually appeared in front of me. The two little feet placed side by side are simply a pair of perfect works of art, pleasing to the eye and irresistible. And that layer of thin white socks, casually held in Hinata's hands, added a bit of hazy temptation, arousing my inner desire. Hinata seemed to be a little embarrassed by my gaze. She quickly retracted her feet and said shyly: "Senior Ying, have you...have you seen enough?" " I quickly came back to my senses, trying to hide my inner restlessness, and said: "Ah...I'm sorry, I was just thinking about what kind of training plan to make for you." I licked my dry lips without leaving a trace. "Yes, is that so? Thank you for your concern, senior. "Hinata's face became even more rosy. She lowered her head, her pink toes pressed together, trembling slightly, not daring to look me in the eye. "Come on, lift your legs up a little." I said in a gentle but unyielding tone, and gently tapped her knees together with my fingers. "Eh? How high... should I lift them?" Hinata blinked her big eyes in confusion, and her dark eyelashes trembled gently like a small fan. "Like this." I demonstrated by hugging her knees, "Hold your calves with both hands and lift your feet completely. This will help you check the meridians of your feet better." Hinata's cheeks were immediately dyed with cherry blossom pink: "But, but like this..." She shyly glanced at the scattered pedestrians in the park. "It's okay," I smiled, "others think we are doing ninja special training. Look over there, aren't there seniors guiding the juniors?" Following the direction of my finger, there were indeed a few ninjas practicing hand seals in the distance. Hinata nodded hesitantly, and her slender fingers slowly wrapped around her calves. "Yes, that's it. " Lift your knees a little higher...very good..." Hinata obediently wrapped her arms around her slender calves, lifted her two feet completely, and the arch of her foot stretched out a beautiful curve, and the bare soles of her feet were displayed in front of me without reservation. When the snow-white little feet were fully exposed in front of me, my breathing stagnated, and a strong feeling of dizziness instantly surged into my heart. Hinata's feet are perfect like a piece of finely carved jade, and her childlike toes are round and plump, like crystal clear pearls, exuding an attractive luster. The soles of her feet are soft and delicate, with a faint pink color, which makes people want to lick them with the tip of their tongue.
I could clearly see the tiny lines on her soles, and her toes curled up slightly because of nervousness. Hinata's ankles were slender and graceful, like the neck of a swan, full of temptation. I reached out and gently wrapped my palm around one of her little feet, and slowly massaged her soft sole with my thumb. The sole of her foot was warm and delicate, like a freshly steamed glutinous rice dumpling, which sank slightly and bounced up as I massaged it. At this moment, there was only one thought in my mind - that was to overwhelm her at all costs and ravage her delicate body
Dusk has completely enveloped Konoha Village. The street lights in the park are lit up one by one, casting mottled light and shadows on the gravel road. When I bent down and picked up Hinata, she was as light as a feather, and her body was shaking slightly because of nervousness. She held the socks that had been taken off in her hands, and her bare feet swayed restlessly in the air. The toes occasionally brushed my arms, and I felt a slight itch from time to time. "Senior, where are we going?" Her voice was as thin as a mosquito's, and her warm breath sprayed on my neck. "Go to Warehouse No. 3," I deliberately lowered my voice to make my tone sound serious and professional, "The equipment there is more complete, and the inspection can be more comprehensive." Hinata didn't say anything else, but I could feel her heartbeat quickening, and the rapid vibration came through the thin hoodie. Her arms were stiffly wrapped around my neck, and her fingers unconsciously grabbed the fabric of my collar at the back. I deliberately walked very slowly, letting her body completely press against my chest, wanting to feel more of her soft body. As we walked through the training ground, the moonlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, casting tiny shadows on her face. Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, casting fan-shaped shadows on her cheeks. I could smell the faint fragrance of her hair, mixed with a hint of sweat after training, which was inexplicably seductive. For a moment, I couldn't help but want to bend down and kiss Hinata, but I would probably be considered a pervert, right? A girl's first kiss should be reserved for someone she cares about. I thought about it with self-mockery. .... Warehouse No. 3 is located on the edge of the village. It is a gray single-story building with a tin roof that glows coldly in the moonlight. I kicked open the half-closed iron door with my foot, and the rusty hinges made a harsh "squeak". Hinata shrank in my arms, and her toes curled up unconsciously. The warehouse was filled with old training equipment and wooden boxes, and the air was filled with the smell of anti-rust oil and dust. Moonlight shone in from the ventilation window high above, drawing a silver band of light on the ground. I kicked open a few empty wooden boxes, dragged out a training cushion from the corner, covered Hinata's mouth with my hand, and then released a vacuum wave to blow away the dust on it. The blue surface of the cushion was particularly eye-catching in the moonlight. "Lie down," I put Hinata on the cushion, my voice a little hoarse because of excitement, "Let's check your foot muscle reaction." Hinata hesitated for a moment, but still lay down obediently, with her hands nervously folded on her abdomen. Her little feet rubbed restlessly on the clean cushion, making a slight rustling sound. I rubbed her little head to comfort her, reached out to untie the forehead protector around her neck, and shook it in front of her eyes. "You need to cover your eyes," I explained, "Don't be afraid, the strong light will affect the test results." She bit her lower lip and finally nodded. I leaned over and tied the forehead protector over her eyes, and my fingers deliberately brushed her sensitive ears, causing her to tremble slightly. The bridge of her nose under the forehead protector is straight, and her lips are slightly white due to nervousness. In the moonlight, she looks like a budding flower. "Now, put your socks back on," I handed her a pair of white socks that were already a little damp, "but don't put them on completely, just pull them to the soles of your feet." "Only, only pull them to the soles of your feet?" Hinata's fingers trembled slightly, and in the dark, she clumsily put the socks on her toes. Her feet are really petite, I guess they are only size 31 at most. The white socks barely stopped at the arch of her feet, revealing her pink heels and part of the sole. In the moonlight, her soles are like a piece of fine mutton-fat jade, so delicate that they are almost transparent, and you can vaguely see the light blue blood vessels under the skin. "Hmm... so itchy..." Hinata twisted her feet gently, trying to avoid the sudden feeling of exposure. Her toes curled slightly under the white socks, and every movement stimulated my nerves. I unbuttoned my pants very gently, but the iron belt buckle still made an inevitable "click" sound. Hinata's red ears moved, and her head tilted slightly towards the source of the sound. "This is a new type of detector - it may be a little hot, bear with it for a while." "Okay, okay, I'll try my best." While telling another unreliable lie, I tried my best to control the low voice that became low because of desire. I knelt beside her, holding my already erect penis close to her right foot. The glans was pressed against the gap between the sock opening and the bare foot, and slowly inserted. The soft sock surface was squeezed and deformed, tightly wrapping the sensitive sole below. "Ah..." Hinata cried softly, "Senior... there..." When the hot glans touched the sole of her foot, Hinata froze. Her feet were so small that the glans directly hit the curled toes, and the shaft of the rod was completely fitted with the curve of her sole. I couldn't help but let out a sigh of satisfaction. Her soles were softer and warmer than I thought, like a piece of fine velvet. "Don't be afraid of getting used to it at the beginning." I explained while inserting the whole thing. The cock was completely swallowed by the white socks, leaving only two sacs attached to the outer edge of the foot. The warm body temperature was transmitted through the layers of fibers, bringing an indescribable pleasure. I began to pump slowly. Every time I went in and out, I could feel the delicate texture of the socks and the elasticity of the soft skin underneath. The glans rubbed the curve of the arch of the foot from time to time, causing Hinata to shudder. "It's... such a strange feeling..." Hinata muttered softly, and her toes in the white socks squirmed restlessly. This movement actually increased the stimulation of friction, making my breathing heavier. I increased the force and let the cock go in and out of the channel formed by the stockings and the sole of the foot. The sacs slapped her bare heels, making a slight popping sound. The white socks were soaked with secretions and became more transparent, and the pink soles of the feet underneath could be vaguely seen. "Just relax," I panted, one hand still unsatisfiedly kneading Hinata's other free bare foot, my thumb gently rubbing the soft sole. Its owner trembled slightly, but did not intend to resist. "This is a necessary procedure." Slowly, I began to move my waist back and forth, letting the rod slide on the sole of her foot. Her little feet are really suitable for this kind of play - the arc of the arch of the foot fits the shape of my rod perfectly, and every friction brings extreme pleasure. The fibers of the white socks become wet due to sweat, creating a pleasant resistance. The prostate fluid has already soaked the white socks, making it stick to the tender sole of the foot. Hinata subconsciously moved her toes, and the five delicate jade toes gently hooked, just right Massage my sensitive front end. The narrow space between the sole and the white socks was forced to expand, with a sticky sound: gurgling... gurgling... The friction between the stockings and the skin was particularly clear in the silent warehouse. Each thrust was accompanied by the obscene sound of the liquid stirring, which made Hinata blush. "Why is there such a sound..." she asked shyly. "It's normal. It means that you have a good talent for practice and the instrument is responding to you." I said perfunctorily, while speeding up the frequency. The glans rolled over the gaps between her curled toes again and again, and was firmly absorbed by the tender soles of her feet. The overflowing prostate fluid soaked the white socks even more, making it completely integrated with the soles of her feet. "Is that so... That's great..." Hinata whispered softly, obviously also affected by this special "practice". The sensitive foot flesh was constantly hit by the penis, her breathing became increasingly rapid, and the white soles of her feet turned a faint pink. "If there is progress in practice, my father will definitely be very happy..."
"... Huh, try to move yourself." I tried my best to control my heavy breathing. I felt that I was about to reach the critical point, so I increased my strength. The penis moved in and out of the wet gap quickly, making a louder sound of water. The wet part of the white socks was pressed against the soles of Hinata's feet, outlining a perfect outline. Hinata's toes rubbed more and more skillfully, like a flexible little snake wrapped around the penis. She rubbed the shaft with her soles, not quite understanding it, and every time she rubbed it, my reason collapsed. The girl's panting began to become more frequent, and her tender breasts that had just begun to develop rose and fell slightly. Her toes sometimes curled up nervously, and sometimes opened unconsciously, as if she was resisting or catering to it. I deliberately pushed the head of my penis under her big toe, where there was a particularly sensitive soft flesh, and her reaction immediately became intense. After a moment, I released the force that clamped her left ankle and let her relax naturally. "Keep cooperating with me, and we'll get the result soon." I whispered, continuing this ridiculous teaching. "Stretch your feet forward until your toes touch something." Hinata nodded slightly, and stretched her fair little feet forward. When her toes touched my scrotum, my body trembled. She tried to touch the swollen soft flesh with her toes, clumsy but serious. "Hmm... do you want to touch it like this?" She pressed lightly with her index toe tentatively. "Yes... that's it..." I couldn't help but groan. Hinata's toes were soft, waxy and warm. Sometimes she used her toes to gently fiddle with it, and sometimes she covered the entire surface with the ball of her toes to rub it. Although her movements were unfamiliar, they brought unexpected pleasure. At the same time, I did not stop invading the other sole. The penis shuttled back and forth in the sole of the half-covered white socks, and it was smoothly pumped with the help of the previous body fluids. The wet stockings fit tightly against the sole of her foot, and every friction aroused intense pleasure. "Huh?" Hinata suddenly cried out softly - thanks to the stimulation of her other little foot, my swollen cock began to beat in the center of her foot again, and the size was even more amazing than before. "The instrument... seems to have become... a circle..." "It's okay, this is a normal test reaction." I evaded the question and continued to focus on the things in front of me. The white socks were completely wet, and the originally white color became almost transparent. "Well... it's really not easy to maintain like this..." Hinata blushed and muttered softly, and the movement of her toes also accelerated. Her thumb poked the scrotum mischievously, and the other four toes scraped the shaft back and forth, bringing double stimulation. I have to admit that this unprecedented experience made me completely fall. The scrotum was gently played with, and the cock fell into the warm and moist paradise. The two completely different touches intertwined, making my brain blank. "Do you want to... continue?" Hinata looked up and asked me. Through the forehead protector, I seemed to see her innocent big eyes full of anticipation. Her toes were still teasing my scrotum mischievously, and she had no intention of stopping at all. "Of course I'll continue." It was an almost unhesitating response. I then sped up the movement of my crotch. The wet white socks clung to the soles of her feet, and every time I went in and out, there was an erotic sound of water. Hinata also didn't know when she began to get used to or even enjoy this obscene sound, and her toes explored more and more wantonly. Sometimes she stroked the scrotum, and sometimes she stepped hard on the shaft, and every movement made me feel like I was in heaven. "Well... the position of the head in front... it's so hot..." Hinata panted softly, obviously being aroused by lust again. Her white socks were almost completely transparent, tightly clinging to the delicate soles of her feet. I couldn't bear it anymore, and I sprinted again. The penis rushed in the wet soles of her feet, and the glans reached the deepest point again and again. Hinata's toes also curled up in cooperation, giving me the greatest pleasure. "No... I'm going to cum..." I growled with difficulty, and fine beads of sweat oozed from my forehead. "Cum... what do you want to cum..." Hinata's hot little face showed a trace of confusion, but she felt my increasingly intense movements and teased my cock with her toes even harder. Her other five toes nimbly fiddled with her scrotum alternately, torturing my nerves that were already on the verge of limit like a little devil. "Ah...!" Finally, at the last moment, I could no longer maintain my sanity. When the last moment came, my cock slid deeply into her sole. The hot essence gushed out again, soaking the white socks that were already overwhelmed. The semen that had been accumulated for a long time gushed out, one after another hitting Hinata's tender sole. The white liquid splashed all over the back of her silk stockings, and even a few drops splashed on her calves. At this moment, I felt that my whole body was hollowed out. Even as a jonin, I couldn't resist such a soul-stirring pleasure. For fear of fainting and falling, I used all my strength to hold the forehead protector on her forehead tightly to prevent her from taking it off. "What, what... so much... so hot..." Hinata sighed softly, letting my essence smear all over her jade feet. Her toes were still instinctively moving gently, bringing me a long pleasure. I gasped, unable to speak, and sweat slid down my temples. I had never had such a violent orgasm before - even when facing high-level tasks, I was not so exhausted. And all this was thanks to the pair of attractive tender feet in front of me. Hinata lay on her back, panting softly, and the world under her forehead was dark. She couldn't see the scene in front of her, but she continued the training instinctively. The jade feet wrapped in white silk were slightly raised, revealing a blood-pumping picture: the white socks on her right foot were almost completely wet, clinging to her tender skin. The socks were filled with sticky white turbidity, which slowly flowed as she gently moved her toes. Each pearl-like round toe was soaked in the warm liquid, and a subtle sound of water was made when it was squeezed and rubbed against each other. Semen seeped into the gaps between her toes, making her entire soles permeate with the male musky scent - this jade foot wrapped in white silk looked extremely lewd. Through the wet socks, you can clearly see her delicate foot shape: round heels, slender ankles, and slender insteps, all of which speak of fatal temptation. At this moment, all these beautiful structures are soaked in a pool of white turbidity, shaking slightly with the owner's movements, like a white lotus wet by rain. I stared at this erotic scene, and my lower body, which had just been vented, had a tendency to rise again. Fortunately, I restrained the idea of continuing in time, after all, today had gone too far... and the other foot hanging in the air was also eye-catching. The left foot that lost its target was dangling weakly in the air, occasionally gently touching the right foot. There were still some semen stains on the toes that could not be wiped off, reflecting the lewd luster in the moonlight as it swayed. This picture is both pure and erotic, making people want to take it for themselves. "Senior... Can I know the test results?" Hinata's innocent voice interrupted my reverie. She was still twisting her feet unconsciously, not knowing what kind of erotic performance she was putting on. I forced myself to look away and sort out my messy thoughts. "You cooperated very well... Very good... Today's training is over here." I squeezed out a few irrelevant words with difficulty, and I felt my limbs were a little weak. This training simply exhausted all my physical strength and will. But even so, my eyes still glanced at the attractive feet from time to time. Especially after she finished speaking, she would curl up her toes like a conditioned reflex, driving the semen in the soles of her feet to flow everywhere... "Senior... Will this kind of training... be useful?" Hinata asked timidly, "If it can improve my control over chakra as you said, then can I... do it every afternoon..." She raised her toes covered with liquid and shook them in front of me unconsciously. "This..." I was speechless for a moment, looking at the pair of jade feet in front of me covered with white turbidity, my throat was dry. Hinata continued carefully: "I heard that the more diligent you practice, the stronger you will be... So senior..." Her little feet shook again, and the semen flowed on the soles of her feet with the movement, making a subtle sound of water, "Can the next practice time be set tomorrow... I, I can endure a lot of hardships."
"Hinata..." I swallowed and tried to calm myself down, but my limp penis couldn't help but rise. "This kind of thing should be done step by step... and..." I paused and looked at her innocent face, "and everyone's physique is different." "Oh... so..." Hinata lowered her head in disappointment. I thought that being guided by the seniors was a recognition of me. Her toes curled up in grievance, causing the liquid in the soles of her feet to shake. I smiled bitterly. This simple young lady didn't know what her recognition meant. But from her words, this practice method would probably be carried out frequently. "Ningji-nii always says I'm too clumsy." Hinata suddenly whispered, her toes soaked in semen unconsciously drawing circles on the ground, "But senior is willing to teach me like this... so seriously..." Her voice gradually lowered, and the tip of her nose under the forehead protector turned slightly red, "For the first time, I feel... that I can also be expected, even if it's only once." Hinata's voice was so soft that it almost melted into the night, and her lips slightly pursed under the forehead protector had a satisfied smile. At that moment, I suddenly remembered that Naruto would probably never know what kind of light was hidden in the eyes of this girl when she looked at him. And now, this expectation that should have belonged to him fell on me because of an absurd "training". There was a silent silence, and I just felt that my mood gradually became complicated, but I couldn't speak. "Um... I'll go get a towel." I got up in a hurry, not wanting to continue on this topic. Hinata's soft response came from behind me, "Okay, trouble senior." When I left, I could still feel the pair of jade feet covered with white turbidity still shaking silently in the dark. Looking back now, I feel that my steps were heavier than when I was carrying out S-level missions. I can't tell whether it was the guilt of tarnishing this purity or the fear that I would eventually betray this innocent trust
The cold well water dripped down my chin, soaking the front of my clothes, but it couldn't extinguish the pair of perfect young feet soaked in white in my mind. I shook my head vigorously, leaving the unnecessary thoughts behind. The towel was wrung out half dry, and the "creaking" sound of the fabric even reminded me of Hinata's sweet moan just now. "Are you possessed? This is... Don't think too much." Pushing open the creaking iron door, the moonlight slanted down from the high air vents. Hinata sat on the mat obediently waiting for me, with her legs together and her little hands placed on her knees in a proper manner. The black forehead protector was still covering her eyes, which was particularly eye-catching in the moonlight. Her cheeks were flushed, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, as if she was still immersed in the "special training" just now. Hinata raised her head slightly. Although she couldn't see, she turned to my direction accurately: "Senior." I half-knelt in front of her, looking at this obedient silly child, smiled helplessly, and couldn't help but reach out and rub her hot little face. There was a heat coming from my fingertips, and her skin was as delicate as the finest silk. "Sorry for waiting." I said softly, and my fingers gently untied the straps of the forehead protector. "It's okay..." Hinata's voice was as thin as a mosquito's. As the forehead protector was untied, her long eyelashes trembled gently like a small fan, and she slowly opened her clear white eyes. When her eyes fell on the wet towel in my hand, I saw her pupils shrink slightly. Her right foot was still half hanging with the soaked white sock, and the semen on it looked extremely transparent in the moonlight. Her left foot was completely naked, and the pink toes curled up uneasily. "Senior..." She lowered her head shyly, "That... I can do it myself..." But I had already picked up her right foot without saying anything. Her soles were so small that I could completely cover them with one hand. I pinched the toe of her socks and took off the white socks soaked with semen. When the wet towel gently covered the soles of her semen-stained soles, she trembled all over. "Eh!" She let out a cute scream, and her toes immediately curled up like a frightened little animal. "So, so cold..." I couldn't help but chuckle, and gently massaged the softest part of her arch with my thumb: "Bear with it, it will be fine soon." "Woo..." Hinata's face flushed slightly, and her small hands tightly grasped the edge of the mat, her knuckles turned white, "Senior... that... is it chakra absorbing liquid?" I paused, and the towel slid to her round heels, "Well, it's a modified version... It's thicker than the traditional one." The wind suddenly became stronger, ruffling her short hair. When I wiped it, her small heels turned restlessly in my palm, like a little rabbit that wanted to escape but couldn't let go. A few moans escaped from her lips, which were particularly clear in the quiet warehouse. The evening breeze brought the croaking of frogs from a distant pond, adding a bit of vitality to the silence around us. "Senior..." Her voice became smaller and smaller, almost blending into the night, "Does this count as cheating?" I raised my head and met her gleaming eyes. Under the moonlight, her slightly open collar revealed a small piece of snow-white skin. "It's obtained by Hinata's own efforts, so it doesn't count." I pinched her soft soles for some reason, "This is part of the special training." Hinata suddenly pursed her lips, and this action made her look particularly childish. She hesitated for a moment and whispered, "Then... can we continue the special training tomorrow?" I paused and the towel almost fell to the ground. Her pink left foot was still waiting on the side, shaking gently with her movements, and a drop of residual semen dripped from the tip of her toes. "Hinata..." My voice was a little hoarse, "Do you know what special training means?" She tilted her head, and a trace of confusion flashed in her innocent eyes: "It's... Senior, teach me how to become stronger like you did just now?" I couldn't help but chuckle, and my fingers gently scraped the tender flesh of her soles. I wanted to say something, but I swallowed it back in my stomach. "Yes, that's it." " Then, then..." Her voice suddenly became very small, almost inaudible, "Senior, do you like my feet?" My fingers froze on the soft soles of her feet. This question came too suddenly, and I didn't know how to answer it for a while. Under the moonlight, her innocent eyes were looking at me without blinking, filled with simple doubts and some secret expectations. Was she discovered...? This thought was extinguished as soon as it came out. Impossible. Hinata is too simple, she doesn't understand these at all. Maybe it's just... just that she likes the feeling of being touched? After all, the children of the Hyuga family have to undergo strict physical training since childhood, and rarely have the opportunity to experience such gentle contact. I noticed that her toes curled up gently in my palm, like a shy little animal. Her arch was slightly tense, drawing a beautiful curve in the moonlight - that little foot was so perfect, every arc was just right. "...That... is very beautiful..." I coughed lightly, trying to hide my embarrassment, "Well, Hinata-san is very talented." I finally chose this ambiguous answer, and my voice was even less confident than I thought. Hinata didn't seem to be satisfied with this answer. Her toes moved restlessly, and her brows frowned slightly. The evening breeze blew her hair, and a few strands of it mischievously stuck to her flushed cheeks. "But..." Her voice became smaller and smaller, "Senior just now... touched it very seriously... and when we were on the bench..." My Adam's apple rolled unconsciously. Indeed, I couldn't deny my obsession with her pair of jade feet. Every touch was like appreciating a rare treasure, from the round heel to the delicate arch, and then to the five tender toes... "Well, because at that time, we need to ensure that the chakra flows smoothly, paving the way for the subsequent inspection." I held her other foot and explained dryly, but my thumb rubbed the tender flesh of her sole uncontrollably. The girl let out a soft breath, and her toes curled up suddenly. Only then did I realize that I had unconsciously pressed the most sensitive part of her sole. Under the moonlight, her face was as red as a ripe apple, but the corners of her mouth quietly raised a sweet arc. "Then, then," her voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible, "Senior, can you... do a little more?" Her slender toes gently rubbed my palm, and her eyes flashed with some innocent temptation. At this moment, I suddenly realized that Hinata might be much more proactive than I thought... or she was exploring these unfamiliar feelings in the purest way. There were sounds of a few crows flying away outside the warehouse. Hinata jumped up as if she was suddenly awakened, but she almost fell down because of her weak legs. I quickly put down the towel and held her slender waist. Her earlobe brushed my lips, which was surprisingly hot. When she asked that question, the evening breeze just happened to blow down a cherry blossom, which flew in from the window and gently landed in her hair. I subconsciously reached out to pick it for her, and my fingertips touched her hot earlobe. "Senior's hand..." My attention was attracted. She held my wrist and spread my palm in the moonlight. "Are you hurt?" I only then found that there was a small wound on my thumb, which was accidentally cut during the mission during the day. If she hadn't said it, I wouldn't even notice it. Hinata's fingertips glowed with a light blue chakra halo, and gently stroked the scar. She was not very proficient in healing skills, and her chakra was as warm and moist as a kitten's tongue. "Those missions...are they very hard?" She lowered her head, and her soft fingers unconsciously drew circles on my palm, "The extent to which you can hurt your senior..."
"Well, it's okay, it's not dangerous..." I answered softly, but she suddenly jumped into my arms. Her small body completely shrunk into my arms, like a fledgling that found its nest. Her small hand was still holding my wrist, and her thumb unconsciously rubbed the healed wound. I could feel the flutter of her eyelashes sweeping across my neck, and her warm breath burning my skin through the fabric. "Then, in exchange for special training..." Her voice was muffled in my chest, "Tomorrow, I want to invite the senior to the village... to eat tricolor dumplings..." The breeze suddenly became gentle, carrying the unique cherry blossom scent of Konoha. Hinata's hair rubbed my chin, itchy, with the sweet scent of shampoo. I could feel her rapid heartbeat coming through the thin hoodie, like a frightened little rabbit. The sudden hug caught people off guard. I gently patted her soft coat with my hands, but I didn't dare to completely embrace this young body in my arms. "Is this... a special reward from Hinata-san?" "..." "Just now she said she would continue to teach me..." She rubbed her cheek against my chest, like a spoiled kitten, but I didn't dare to move at all. "Well... it's not a reward..." The girl's voice was muffled in the fabric, with a soft nasal sound, "I just wanted to see the senior... relax when eating sweets." The moonlight shifted a little, illuminating the tip of her ear exposed between her falling hair. It was red as if it was about to bleed, but she stubbornly refused to look up. "Why?" "Because..." She finally raised her face, and her forehead guard tilted at some point, revealing a white eye filled with moonlight, "When the senior taught me... he always frowned." Only then did I realize that my thumb was unconsciously stroking the fabric on her waist, just like the action when I was playing with her toes just now. The night wind suddenly became noisy, rolling up the scattered bandage fragments on the ground. "So tomorrow, I want to stay with you for a while..." She finally raised her head, the moonlight casting tiny silver spots on her forehead protector, "...a little longer." The night wind suddenly stopped, and the only sound in the warehouse was her rapid breathing. Her right foot, stained with turbid liquid, rubbed my calf unconsciously, leaving a cold touch on my skin. "That's it?" I laughed dumbly, but a hint of doting in my eyes when I looked at her. "Yeah..." She nodded, then shook her head, "Also, tomorrow's dumplings..." The cherry blossoms slipped from her hair and fell right on our crossed hands. She suddenly pressed the petals with her fingertips, leaving a small pink mark on my palm. "It's going to be very sweet.