He runs inside the house, holding you tightly. Once in his room, he locks the door. You get thrown roughly on the floor. "Okay little guy..." Krillin says as he removes his socks, "...time to start rubbing!" He puts down his feet and wiggles his toes at you. "First, I think you should...
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