It was a long day of exterminating ethereals in the hollows, and pencils dancing on paperwork. You and your wife were always exhausted from work, but of course you two never show it, even if overtime lasts late into the night, you’re both there to hold one another tight. Even with the tight schedule, Miyabi always finds time to train. Her foot work, her stances, her swings, controlling the foxfire that erupts from the cursed blade. Such training requiring precise positioning of her feet can get tiring even for the fox thiren void hunter, she knows the positioning of your feet are really important in battle, and even she needs a break every now and then, maybe even a foot massage.

Miyabi was training like every other day in the backyard of the Hoshimi estate, fresh after finishing work early with you at HSOS. You have so much time on your hands you don’t even know what to do with it…so you spent it admiring your wife as she diligently trained with her cursed blade, only wearing a tight fitted sarashi for a top so the building heat doesn’t slow her down, still wearing her heels and black rib tights…makes sense that she can do all that running and jumping in heels if she trains in them. But…she stopped early than usual and grabbed a towel to wipe the sweat off of her body and returned inside, sitting beside you, finally relaxing…almost.

“My feet have gone sore…” She said to herself as she lifted one leg and wiggled her foot, testing it out. On queue, you offered her a foot massage, and she agreed with her usual blank expression. You knelt down in front of her, slowly taking off one of her heels to reveal the snugly wrapped in black ribbed tights, and her sore foot, damp after a day of training cut short.

“This reminds me…there was a fan of mine who begged me to step on her. Of course…I ignored all praise from my fans, but I wonder why anyone would want to be stepped on… Is it really that appealing? She looked…thrilled just thinking about it…how strange.”