This Trainee Fatui Harbinger is Too Unreliable [391] [30 PS]

"Got it, Lady Furina! Coming right away."

Without waiting for Furina's reaction, Luo Qing quickly crouched in front of her and gently cradled her foot in his hands.

Before Furina could comprehend what was happening, a golden light flickered in Luo Qing's eyes. In the blink of an eye, her small leather shoes and lace stockings were neatly removed and placed to the side.

She didn't even see when Luo Qing had taken them off...

"Technician No. 8, Luo Qing, at your service~."

"I said you didn't need to... mm..."

Before Furina could finish, a sensation surged from her sole, sending an electrifying jolt straight to her mind.

Her five dainty toes reflexively splayed open, her body going limp as if struck by lightning.

A faint blush graced Furina's cheeks as she leaned back, supporting herself on her hands to remain seated on the bed.

"Luo Qing, you..."

"Please relax, Lady Furina. It might hurt a little next~."

With that, Luo Qing pressed his palm firmly into her foot.

Another strange wave of tingling pleasure shot from her sole, a peculiar mix of pain and overwhelming comfort that pierced through her very soul.

In Furina's mind, there was only one word: Amazing!

"How's that, Lady Furina? My technique isn't bad, right? Want me to continue?"

"..."

Furina didn't respond.

Although Luo Qing's massage had indeed worked wonders, leaving her feeling thoroughly rejuvenated, her reserved demeanor as a young lady wouldn't let her utter the words "keep going."

"No response? I'll take that as a yes."

"..."

Understanding her silence as bashfulness, Luo Qing's fingers pressed deeper, his knuckles adding intensity.

"Mm..."

Furina bit her lip to stifle a sound, determined not to let Neuvillette, who was working downstairs, hear anything.

Each press of Luo Qing's hands made Furina's toes curl, her body shuddering as if electrified. She clamped her lips shut, suppressing any noise.

Eventually, though, her resolve crumbled. With her face flushed, Furina's arms gave out, and she collapsed onto the bed. Her snow-white hair splayed out around her, and her chest rose and fell with her labored breaths.

She looked utterly enticing.

After what felt like an eternity, Luo Qing finally stopped. The room was left with only Furina's heavy breathing.

"Lady Furina?" Luo Qing straightened up.

On the bed, Furina lay flushed and glistening with sweat. A few buttons of her collar had come undone, revealing her delicate, fair neck.

Anyone who saw this scene might misunderstand what had just happened...

His massage technique was entirely professional!

"Lady Furina, are you okay?"

"I..."

Furina hesitated, her emotions a jumbled mess.

There was no denying that Luo Qing's massage had banished her daytime fatigue, leaving her feeling completely refreshed.

But the problem was, this guy had just touched every inch of her feet... even between her toes!

Those were the feet of the elegant Lady Furina!

"Well, if you're satisfied, it's time to settle the bill, Lady Furina."

"?"

Furina raised her head, glaring at Luo Qing in disbelief.

Her eyes seemed to say: Are you kidding me?

"What's with that look? Authentic Liyue foot massage services charge a fee, right?" Luo Qing crossed his arms. "Small business here, no credit allowed."

"Surely, Lady Furina isn't thinking of skipping out on the bill?"

"..."

"Figures..."

Furina's earlier confusion gave way to frustration. Flopping back onto the bed, she lamented how easily she had trusted Luo Qing.

Of course, this guy wouldn't just do her a favor for free! He had a scheme all along!

"What do you want?"

"Lady Furina is straightforward as always." Luo Qing chuckled. "I need to stay in Meropide Fortress for a while. Please arrange a fitting crime for me to be arrested under."

"Huh?"

Furina sat up again, staring at him like he had lost his mind.

"You're in Fontaine—why would you want to go to prison?"

"I've got a subordinate locked up there. Brotherhood runs deep; I want to accompany him." Luo Qing shrugged.

From his angle, he noticed an interesting detail—today, Furina wore blue-and-white striped stockings with a little fish pattern.

"..."

"No truth, no deal."

Furina leaned back, reminiscing about the satisfying massage. Maybe just one more time...

"Fine. I need to investigate the Primal Sea Anima. There might be some clues there."

"Primal Sea Anima?" Furina tilted her head. "Where'd you even get this intel?"

"My sources are private. Don't pry, Lady Furina."

"..."

"Fine, I won't ask. But you do realize how risky that place is, right? Meropide Fortress is underwater, with only one way in or out. Even if you're good at slipping through cracks, the duke there won't let you leave easily..."

"I know. If I go, I won't see you for a while, right?"

"Then why—"

Furina paused mid-sentence, realizing the implications. A faint blush crept over her face.

"Ahem. What I mean is, as a Fatui Harbinger, wouldn't your Tsaritsa come here demanding answers if I arrested you?"

"She won't. My current identity is as a Sumeru envoy. If anyone shows up, it'd be the Dendro Archon. Her Majesty the Tsaritsa is a recluse; she wouldn't bother."

"..."

"Well then."

Seeing his determination, Furina sighed. She couldn't think of a reason to refuse.

After all, they were already... tied together, like two peas in a pod. What else could she do but agree?

"I can arrange it, but..."

Furina sat up, her gaze mischievous.

"You'll have to massage my feet again."

"No problem! Technician No. 8, Luo Qing, at your service once more!"

With that, Luo Qing knelt at her feet and began round two of the massage.

As a series of muffled hums escaped her lips, Furina, drenched in sweat, sat up and glanced at Luo Qing expectantly. Then, she turned to the door and shouted,

"Help! Someone's harassing me!"

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T/N: LMAOOOOOOO GET GOT BITCH