"I never said every guy is a pervert.  Thankfully, very few bother to pay much attention when my training does not involve showing off my figure," Iku explained with just a hint of amusement.  blinked, but did not resist as the opening of the tenketsu was explained to her.  This was her comrade, someone she could trust.  At the very least, it was someone more trustworthy than Hiro and Ume were to her right now.  She would have to learn to trust them, like she was learning to trust her Captain and teacher.<br/><br/>"I'm not sure I earned it, but I will prove that I learn from my mistakes, I assuuure you," she said with a groan of pleasure.<br/><br/>The scalp massage was decadent, to be plain, and she almost did not notice the statement about Tara's jealousy.  The follow up question drowned out all of her thoughts to comment about how jealousy and insults based on one's breasts are pointless and often foolish.<br/><br/>"If..." She forced her eyes shut. "If you make them feel good, I suppose you can touch those.  But they're really nothing to be impressed by.  My muscles, my instinct, and my killing techniques are far more impressive...but...I understand that those are not all there is to life..."<br/><br/>Protecting her virtue, for example, was important too.  She would have to end this contact if someone came in.  Even if Hima did not care about it as much as she should have, the deaths of both of their reputations were two things that could not come to pass.