"Can you help me?" Larissa asked tentatively

"It's not impossible." Kevan crossed his legs as he sat on the sofa.

Then, he continued, "What will I get for helping you?"

It was the same when he helped her with Zero's incident. He always treated mutual assistance between friends as transactions. Larissa wasn't going to ask him to help in vain. Plus, she didn't like to owe others. However, the reward he requested posed a challenge for her. That was why she wouldn't turn to him for help unless she had no other choice left.

She pursed her lips and asked, "What do you want in return?"

"Hmm …" Kevan frowned. After a moment, he said, "My head hurts."

Then, he looked at Larissa. "Give me a massage."

That was much easier than a kiss, a hug, or anything of that sort. Anyway, Larissa felt it was something she could handle.

"Okay." Larissa walked over to him, knelt on one knee on the sofa, and leaned over to massage his forehead. Her movements were gentle, and she happened to apply pr