"After all, I am the head of the Shihōin Clan. Since I've discussed what's frankly a loss-making investment with you," Yoruichi curled the corner of her lips, slowly rising from the hot spring, "you should at least let me see your sincerity."
"You don't want Aizen's experiments to come to a halt, do you, Kensei?"
Water droplets cascaded down the curves of Yoruichi's body as she stood, starting from her now somewhat mature profile, along the slender column of her neck, tracing the line of her collarbone, and being briefly held by stunning contours before finally falling, like dew from the tip of a leaf.
Kensei had seen Yoruichi in many forms—mischievous, seriously instructive, or sharp during combat, each with its own charm—but this Yoruichi was undoubtedly the most captivating to him at this moment.
Although Yoruichi's words struck Kensei as somewhat strange, he didn't dislike this sort of tone.
"What do you want me to do, Yoruichi-nee?" Kensei cooperatively assumed an expression of conflict and humiliation. "I'll agree to any condition, just... I hope you can continue funding Sōsuke's research."
The thoroughly soaked Onmitsukidō uniform clung to every inch of Yoruichi's transformed, mature, and voluptuous curves. Hearing Kensei's words, a glint of amusement flashed in her eyes.
So my little Kensei is familiar with this style too.
"Oh?" Yoruichi walked up to Kensei, her hand gently stroking his chin. "Any condition?"
Her voice carried a languid allure. Kensei felt the slightly warm touch of Yoruichi's fingertips on his chin making his heart beat faster; even his "Supreme Bone" couldn't help but produce a massive reaction.
Kensei's Adam's apple bobbed. He tried to keep up with Yoruichi's performance. "Any condition."
"Good boy." Yoruichi chuckled softly, her fingers brushing over Kensei's lips. "Now, as the major shareholder, I'm experiencing some... physical discomfort. I want you to help me treat it."
Yoruichi's other hand rested on Kensei's shoulder, hooking around his neck, her fingers dancing lightly against his skin. She pulled back slightly, drawing Kensei into the hot spring with her.
The spring water soaked through Kensei's clothes; the warm sensation was clear even through the fabric.
Yoruichi's fingers didn't stop. They slid slowly down from Kensei's shoulder, her fingertips tracing faint lines on his wet clothing. Her movements held an unhurried elegance, yet with a hint of jerkiness.
"What sort of... discomfort?"
Kensei's voice carried a slight tremor for some reason.
Yoruichi didn't answer immediately. Instead, she placed Kensei's hand where it belonged. The layer of the soaked Onmitsukidō uniform now clung perfectly to her skin, making the touch exceptionally clear.
"This area has been feeling a bit... stuffy recently," Yoruichi's voice held a lazy, husky quality, as if genuinely describing symptoms, "I want you to help me... unclog it properly."
Yoruichi guided Kensei's hand, letting him apply pressure that varied in intensity, showingcasing his exquisite therapeutic techniques for her.
"With your talent, you should know how to treat it, right?"
Yoruichi's voice was close to his ear. The warmth of her breath, carrying an ambiguity, brushed against Kensei's ear, like being tickled by hair, possessing an indescribable temptation.
It made Kensei's hand involuntarily tighten. He clearly felt something changing quietly.
"Mmm~ You can go a bit lower. The spiritual pressure there needs more...unblocking."
A soft hum escaped Yoruichi's nose, carrying a hint of subtle guidance.
Kensei's fingers traced the curve slowly downward.
"Mmm..." Yoruichi's voice held obvious comfort, "Right there. The spiritual pressure blockage is quite severe. It seems you do have talent."
Kensei's hand felt like it was gently squeezing a portion of jelly, sinking in with each press before slowly regaining its shape upon release.
"Your technique... isn't bad." Yoruichi's words carried comfort and appreciation, followed immediately by a hint of alertness, "Who taught you?"
"Self-taught. A natural talent."
Kensei answered bluntly, his face wearing a "like this even needs teaching?" expression.
Yoruichi squinted, studying Kensei for a moment. After confirming he wasn't lying, she returned to her familiar smiling face.
"Then let me teach you something else. Wouldn't want to waste such good talent."
"Like this, following the natural flow direction of spiritual pressure for channeling, the effect will be better."
The tip of Yoruichi's foot brushed against Kensei's calf, like a feather, causing a ticklish sensation.
Suppressing the increasingly strong throbbing in his heart, Kensei tried to maintain focus.
The steam in the hot spring grew thicker, almost completely enveloping the figures of Kensei and Yoruichi.
The pool's temperature rose higher, the steaming heat making the surrounding air damper.
"Mmm..." Yoruichi's body trembled slightly, her voice carrying a suppressed, soft hum.
"I did say earlier, little brother," Yoruichi's face drew close to Kensei's, her voice holding a bewitching tone, "that I wanted to inspect properly your sincerity."
Screw it, I'm going all out with you, you enchantress!
Kensei kissed Yoruichi's lips. Both were driven by aggression and possessiveness, forceful and deep, neither considering giving the other a chance to breathe.
"It seems..." Yoruichi's heart also raced faster, filled with a bit of pleasure, "your sincerity is indeed quite... substantial."
"There's more where that came from."
Kensei kissed him again. His hands naturally moved to Yoruichi's lower back, pressing her towards him with just the right amount of force. Both of their bodies instinctively tensed.
Yoruichi felt her sanity was melting away bit by bit. Kensei's actions were too aggressive; she was struggling to hold on.
Though she wanted to ask Kensei to slow down, Yoruichi's body betrayed her.
Until the mist completely enveloped the surrounding area, only to be violently dispersed by the burst of reiatsu from the successful "unclogging."
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Yoruichi leaned against Kensei, strands of wet purple hair plastered to her face. Her cat-like eyes were slightly narrowed, filled with languid contentment.
"So, is the treatment complete now?"
Looking at the exhausted Yoruichi, Kensei couldn't help but tease.
"Your sincerity," Yoruichi lifted her eyelids, giving Kensei a half-hateful glance, "seems to have been a bit... too substantial."
"I need to rest. But..."
A beautiful curve appeared at the corner of Yoruichi's eyes. Summoning a bit of strength, she called out.
"Soi Fon!"
Soi Fon, who had been standing quietly outside, her cheeks already flushed from the occasional sounds of water and conversation that reached her ears, could imagine everything that had just transpired in the hot spring—the unique exchange belonging solely to her two superiors.
Only hearing Yoruichi's voice snapped her out of her reverie. Calming herself slightly, she pushed open the door and went inside.
Yoruichi leaned against the poolside, her blouse slightly open, revealing glimpses of skin beneath.
"Soi Fon," Yoruichi said with a smile, "Kensei just helped me release some blocked spiritual pressure. I think you should try it too."
Soi Fon's brain went down directly. She could only walk towards the hot spring on muscle memory.
The warm spring water gradually submerged her legs, her waist, until she was completely submerged.
"Alright, I need to rest for a while. I'll leave the rest to you."
With that, Yoruichi watched Soi Fon with keen interest, observing her slightly clumsy movements from nervousness and her face that looked like it might faint from shyness.
No wonder Kensei likes teasing Soi Fon so much.
The steam in the hot spring pool grew rich once more, with only the faint whisper echoing within it hinting at the events unfolding.
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