"... Hmmm? You'll listen to what I say, won't you?"

Mirai liked different souls running around after him. But something about the comment was off-handed. He simply could not imagine doing anything else at this moment. His needs would fulfill themselves somehow, he knew that. A selfish thing. He reasoned it away with all the excuses he could think of. He was considerate of her feelings. He was being understood at last. He could not resist his humour though, nor how Miyume might turn a shade of red.

"How about massaging me for a moment, Miyume? It might make me think, right?"