You sit at your desk waiting for a client to come in when you hear the door open. You see a young girl with pink hair, wearing a pink shirt and blue pants. You also see her wearing sandals, which reveal her toes. Your heart jumps in excitement. Sakura says that running around doing missions makes her feet sore. She asks who the owner of this place is. You say you are. She asks who the masseuse is. You say you are to that too. She finally asks if you're any good. You say to her that she'll find out soon enough. You gently take her hand and bring her into a room with a chair and a footstool.

You politely tell her to sit down and make herself comfortable. She sits down and puts her feet on the footstool. You then slowly remove her sandals off of her feet and tell her that she has perfect feet, despite them being confined in sandals.
She blushes and thanks you. You admire her feet for a second. Sakuras feet and perfect in every way: round, plump toes, smooth soles, no blemishes and perfect nails. You tell her that she has the mostwonderfull feet you have ever seen. She blushes again and thanks you.

You then.....