Linoshi's body landed softly on the bed, the mattress making a slight sound.
Linoshi sat awkwardly on the edge of the bed, hands propped on either side, fingers tightly clutching the sheets.
She lowered her head, not daring to look at Rez, feeling her heart beating so fast it might jump out of her chest.
Rez stepped forward, crouched down, and took off her shoes.
His movements were gentle and careful, as if treating a precious treasure.
With the shoes off, a very beautiful foot was presented before Rez once more.
The ankle was slender and pearly white, like a piece of fat-jade carving, with soft and elegant lines; the outline of the joints was faintly visible but not abrupt, adding a touch of exquisiteness.
The arch of the foot was light and smooth, the skin so fine not a single pore could be seen, like polished jade.
A few thin blue veins were clearly visible under the fair skin, winding like streams, adding a touch of real vitality to this perfect foot.
The toes were small and well-proportioned, neatly arranged, with nails trimmed round and clean, showing a faint pink apricot hue, elegant and clear without any makeup.
Each nail was like a small seashell, glowing with a soft luster under the light.
Exquisite craftsmanship!
This was simply a foot of exquisite craftsmanship!
Rez swallowed hard, momentarily transfixed.
The light in the cabin spilled softly onto those feet, plating them in a warm halo, making them look even more translucent.
Linoshi: "????"
Why is he always staring at my feet?
Are my feet really better looking than my face?
"Come, I'll give you a massage," Rez said, and regardless of whether Linoshi agreed, he grabbed her foot and began his movements.
Rez's fingers were long and strong, the pressure just right.
Linoshi wasn't angry; instead, there was a hint of expectation in her eyes. She bit her lower lip, trying to stay calm, but her slightly trembling eyelashes betrayed her nervousness.
This massage seemed to unlock some kind of code within Linoshi again.
Linoshi bit her lower lip tightly, her cheeks flushing crimson from her face to her ears, even her neck tinged with a faint pink.
How embarrassing!
Linoshi's face went from rosy to even redder, her lower lip bitten tight, not daring to make a sound.
Her hands gripped the sheets as she leaned against the cabin wall.
"How's the pressure?" Rez asked gently.
"Mmm... it's quite good..." Linoshi blushed and whispered, her voice as faint as a mosquito's hum.
"Should I increase it a bit?" Rez asked again.
"Okay... sure..." Linoshi nodded slightly, her voice muffled.
However, she immediately covered her mouth with her hand in embarrassment, not letting any sound escape.
Seeing Linoshi's expression, Rez held back a laugh.
I just love how you want to cry out but don't dare to.
The corners of Rez's mouth curled up slightly, his movements like playing a silent piece of music.
"Eh? Are these veins?" Rez suddenly realized something and muttered to himself.
It's said that Angels are constructed of special energy bodies.
These veins of yours look too realistic, don't they?
"Wha... what?" Linoshi snapped out of her enjoyment, her blue eyes somewhat dazed as she looked at Rez and asked.
"No... nothing..." Rez shook his head, his gaze unconsciously drifting to Linoshi's face, then moving down slightly, finding thin blue vein patterns on her neck as well, faintly visible under the fair skin.
Then, Rez didn't think much more about it.
Since they were turning from gods into humans, is there anything wrong with looking the part?
If they didn't look like it and were recognized, it would be quite out of place.
He continued the massage, his technique more skillful than before.
Linoshi's feet felt slightly hot in his hands, the soft texture of her skin making him reluctant to let go.
Rez massaged Linoshi's feet for several hours before he was willing to put them down.
His fingers were a bit sore, but his heart was full of satisfaction.
Linoshi's feet were slightly flushed from his massage, the acupoints on her soles fully activated; she lay limp on the bed, eyes half-open and half-closed, as if all her strength had been drained away.
Fortunately, Linoshi is an Angel.
If it were an ordinary person, after a foot massage this long, they probably wouldn't be able to walk, right?
...
The vast starry sky, the boundless universe.
Frieza's spaceship.
The huge main hall was brightly lit, with various instruments flashing deep blue lights.
Frieza still sat in that stroller-like flying pod, suspended in mid-air.
The news that all five members of the Ginyu Force had gone missing soon reached Frieza's ears.
Frieza's triangular eyes narrowed, his expression ugly to the extreme, his body emitting a cold aura.
That aura was like something physical, making the surrounding air feel significantly heavier.
"Lord Frieza! What on earth is going on?" Zarbon stood to the side, somewhat bewildered, and at the same time so frightened his lips trembled slightly; he lowered his head, not daring to look into Frieza's eyes, fine beads of sweat breaking out on his forehead.
The Ginyu Force that had been sent out had vanished without a trace...
Could they all be dead?
If that were true, it would be truly terrifying.
Zarbon was glad he hadn't gone; a chill ran down his back, and his palms were covered in cold sweat.
If he had really gone, he probably wouldn't have come back.
Frieza's face was grim, and he didn't speak.
"Lord Frieza, should we go there personally?" Berryblue also asked with some concern, his voice carrying a hint of caution.
He stood behind Frieza, head slightly lowered, not daring to meet those cold triangular eyes.
Frieza didn't answer immediately; his gaze passed through the giant viewport and fell on the distant blue planet—Planet Vegeta.
That planet rotated slowly in the starry sky, its azure surface dotted with white clouds, looking peaceful and beautiful, forming a bizarre contrast with the fate about to descend upon it.
"Before we go, destroy Planet Vegeta first!" Frieza finally spoke, his voice as cold as frost.
He glanced in the direction of Planet Vegeta, killing intent flashing incessantly in his eyes, his purple lips curling slightly into a cruel arc: "We can't let the Saiyans continue to breed!"
His finger tapped lightly on the armrest, making a rhythmic "da-da" sound that echoed in the empty main hall like the ticking of a countdown.
"However, there are still a small number of Saiyans who haven't returned yet," Berryblue answered hurriedly, opening the data pad in his hand, which showed the status of the Saiyans' return.
"Then we wait! Wait until the majority of the Saiyans have returned, and then wipe out this planet!" Frieza clenched his fists tightly, his face ashen, knuckles turning white, a flash of ruthlessness in his eyes as his aura grew even colder.
"Yes!" Berryblue bowed and stepped back two paces.
"Zarbon, take a spaceship immediately and go to Planet Cyril quietly to investigate!" Frieza turned his head and gave the order to Zarbon, his tone brook no argument.
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