"Lord of Annihilation, how is the strength of the massage?"
"You can go a bit heavier."
"And what about this depth?"
"Not bad, just right."
...
In the office of the Great Judge,
Technician Miss Dorothy was working hard massaging her Mother Superior, skillfully inserting silver acupuncture needles into her mother's acupoints as she pressed.
She had carefully checked just now, and sure enough, Mother Superior's body was built very similarly to her own, with little difference, so her chart of acupoints should be applicable too.
"How is it, Lord of Annihilation, comfortable?"
Home Martial Soul asked nervously, looking at the Dragon Queen who was closing her eyes to rest.
After all, Mother Superior's reaction was quite unusual, far too subdued. If it were her sister Alice, by now, the little witch would be like a cat that had sniffed catnip, almost rolling her eyes back in pleasure.
