I hurt my leg during a physical education class and decided to undergo a manipulative treatment at the recommendation of my mother. The teacher there has a gentle atmosphere, but the eyes seem to be unpleasant. Manipulative treatment for the first time. When he notices it, the hand to be treated moves to the chest and gradually touches the buttocks and local areas. I'm confused but accept it without saying anything. Gradually, I gradually become sensitive to the massage of the shame that I receive slowly and carefully. I have become a body that I can't live without my teacher's treatment.