The Supreme Soldier in the City-Chapter 186: Conflict

James Brown ignored the two of them and, with a smile, said to Sunny Nguyen, "Sunny, come, let’s eat. If they want to argue, let them be. We’ll focus on our meal."

Sunny Nguyen chuckled lightly and sat opposite James Brown, burying her head in her food.

Once James had made that comment, Gina and Emily stopped talking and also lowered their heads to eat, granting James some peace for his ears.

However, it wasn’t long before someone stepped on his left foot. He tried to pull it back, and though he succeeded, his slipper was left behind, trapped under the offending foot, which promptly followed his retreat—in a clear sign of deliberate mischief.

It was a hot day, and while James had been wearing leather shoes with socks for work, he had dressed casually at Gina’s house. After all, he’d lived there for a while, so he had simply taken off his socks and was now barefoot.

Turning his head to look at Emily on his left, the young girl was puffing her cheeks, thoroughly enjoying her food. One couldn’t tell at all that her foot was playing tricks under the table.

But James was very aware that it must be Emily, the mischief-maker. They had played this game before—once, during a game of mahjong at Emily’s place, they had used this technique to signal each other secretly. James’s memory of the feeling of Gina’s small foot was quite vivid.

However, back then, the reason for their footsie game had been to communicate in code, so there were no other intentions, and for James, that had been thrilling enough. Had he not restrained himself, he might have made a fool of himself.

This time, Emily’s little foot on James’s foot was not as innocent as before. It was clearly a form of seduction.

If it weren’t for having given up on his thoughts about Melody Yoody and not having established a relationship with Emma Campbell, James would have quite enjoyed the sensation. However, now that he had a girlfriend, despite the fact that James might not completely avoid contact with other women for Emma’s sake, he still wanted to restrain himself from anything too excessive. So, he tried to pull his foot back.

"Brother-in-law, I’m not feeling well, let me step on you for a while," Emily suddenly announced quite openly.

At this, Gina and Sunny immediately turned their gazes toward James and Emily.

Pouting, Emily said, "Brother-in-law, my feet need to be cool right now, or my stomach will really hurt."

James had not expected Emily to be so blatant, and now rejecting her would seem unkind, so he could only offer a resigned smile and said, "Alright, step on them if you want."

Now, Emily was even bolder, placing both her little feet on James’s left foot and even shooting a challenging wink at Gina.

Gina turned to look at James, then smiled faintly and said, "If Emily hadn’t mentioned it, I would have completely forgotten. James, do you mind if I rest my feet on you too? I share the same cycle as her, down to the very day."

James’s eyes widened as he exclaimed, "No way?"

Gina sighed in resignation, "I wish I could be different from her, but it turns out I can’t be. It’s been the same for so many years."

Not only was James surprised this time, but Sunny was astonished too. It was one thing for the twins to look alike, but for their periods to align for so many years was simply magical.

James also felt a peculiar sensation. Typically, women avoid discussing their menstrual matters with men, unless they’re particularly close. The fact that Emily and Gina were both so open about it with him suggested that they truly didn’t consider him an outsider.

By now, a foot had also landed on top of his right foot, but fortunately, there was still a slipper on it, so the sensation wasn’t as intense as Emily’s direct touch. Though it wasn’t as physically intense, for James’s heart, it was a sharp stimulation.

Just think, two twin sisters, looking exactly alike, both so beautiful, and now both of their feet were stepping on his. It was like having a foot in two boats, a double catch of sisters, indeed.

Even someone like James Brown, whose skin was thick and whose mental fortitude was exceptionally strong, found his soul flying and his heart trembling when faced with such a situation. His face also started to redden a bit.

Sunny Nguyen stole glances at James Brown and, seeing that lost-soul look on his face, couldn’t quite identify her feelings. She felt a mix of jealousy and amusement. The Lopez sisters were indeed formidable, using such methods to compete with each other.

James Brown noticed Sunny’s gaze and coughed awkwardly, saying, "Let’s eat."

Gina Lopez and Grace Lopez immediately started to eat without showing anything unusual, but after only a few bites, James Brown’s chopsticks involuntarily paused again.

It was one thing to step on him, but Grace’s little foot was not just staying put. It was gently caressing, and the tender sole of her foot rubbing against James Brown’s foot was like being wrapped in the utmost silk—indescribably comfortable and soul-destroying. Then there were her toes, like pearls, which now mischievously tapped at James’s instep and ankle from time to time, causing a ticklish tingling sensation. This tickling spread from the top of his foot up his calf and thigh, then throughout his body, and finally rushed to a certain area between his legs, causing an involuntary swelling there. If not for the table blocking the view, he would have been utterly embarrassed by now.

Gina Lopez had been paying close attention to James Brown’s reactions. While his expressions were not obviously peculiar on the surface, her sharp eyes still spotted his unusual behavior. She clearly understood that her actions could not have provoked such a response from James, so it must have been her sister Grace who was up to mischief.

With a flick of her wrist, Gina dropped her chopsticks to the ground without a trace, and then bent down to pick them up. In the midst of doing so, she caught sight of the foot play between Grace and James.

Moreover, knowing that Gina could see the movement while bending over, Grace did not stop her foot’s actions; in fact, she even increased the intensity, which was clearly a provocation.

Gina straightened up, her face still calm, but internally, she felt as tumultuous as a stormy sea. Everyone at the table was an adult; speaking about something as embarrassing as periods was difficult, but she could force herself to do it. Stepping on James’s foot was also begrudgingly acceptable, since they had shared a bed before. Even though they had not done anything, there had been body contact, so she did not feel too averse to such contact.

But Grace’s behavior was clearly seduction, flirting—far from a measure to keep the feet warm. And how could Gina bring herself to do such a thing?

Casting a glance at Grace, Gina caught sight of her smug face, which infuriated her. Grace dared to flirt with James to such an extent; did that not mean their relationship was already exceedingly intimate? If she let this continue, it wouldn’t be long before they ended up in bed together.

Gina knew Grace too well. If she set her sights on James, she was brazen enough to follow through with such actions. And now, when the interactions between men and women were so open, it was rare to find women like the Lopez sisters, who, at twenty-five, had never had a boyfriend. Even if Grace did such a thing, no one could blame her.

But Gina couldn’t let this happen. Persuading Grace would certainly be futile. The best solution was to snatch James away before anything happened between them. So, hardening her heart, Gina’s feet suddenly moved with practiced grace, hooking off James’s right slipper as if she had practiced it hundreds of times.

James, taken entirely by surprise and not expecting Gina to do such a thing, felt her feet on his as the slipper fell. He stared dumbfounded at Gina.

Even though he knew Gina was serious, James had not expected her to take such a bold step. What was worse, Gina began to caress his foot just like Grace had done.

Gina’s movements were noticeably more awkward than Grace’s, but somehow, because it was Gina, it seemed even more intoxicating to James.

The size of their feet was the same, both soft, both equally enrapturing. James knew, despite knowing it was wrong, that his body was not willing to give up such a pleasure, and his mind even began subconsciously comparing their feet.

In terms of size, there was no difference, and even without looking, James knew that the shape of their feet would be just as beautiful—feet that any man would be unable to resist holding and caressing.

However, there were still subtle differences, and they were in the touch. This wasn’t due to a difference in movement, as within a short while, Gina’s actions became just as proficient as Grace’s, both equally stimulating James’s nerves. So as far as movements and teasing methods were concerned, there was no difference between them.

The true difference lay in the soles of their feet. Grace’s sole gave a sensation of fleshiness, probably due to her long-term dance practice, while Gina’s sole conveyed a certain boniness to James, likely from her habitual wearing of high heels.

If both sisters wore the same kind of shoes and rested for a while, James was sure that this slight difference would vanish.

James always wanted to fully distinguish between the two, but apart from the sole of the foot being an accurate tell, he still couldn’t differentiate between the twins from their appearances alone—surely he couldn’t meet one of the sisters and proceed to pull off her shoe and play with her foot in his hands.