Volume 1 Chapter 4 Hibiki, Chaos Erupts ⁕
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”Hn…”
Hirose activated his Skill and began kneading Hibiki’s soft thighs. Yesterday, it had been ‘Skin Quality Improvement’ on her face, but today it was ‘Fat Burning’ on her body. This was absolutely unheard of in his normal, everyday life. He was a plain dude, and here he was, touching the class beauty.
Yet, Hirose remained utterly earnest, bless his heart. The ‘Skin Quality’ Skill only required a gentle stroke, but ‘Fat Burning’ needed actual, hard-pressed massaging. He’d figured it out fast: this stuff was exhausting. What made it worse was he couldn’t stop until the light radiating from his hands faded, and since the area was so much bigger today, it was turning into a major ordeal.
”Does it hurt you?” he managed, panting just a little.
”Honestly? It feels too good… I might just drift off, you know?” Hibiki purred. That was different. Yesterday, she’d been making all sorts of embarrassing noises, but today was subdued, though no less intense.
(Guess it changes depending on the spot, huh…) he thought, full of nervous curiosity. He worked her left leg, moving from thigh down to ankle. By the time he massaged the right leg, a light sheen of sweat was beading on his forehead. Deciding to get serious, he rolled up his shirt sleeves and really put his back into it.
”Ahh!?”
When he started kneading the uppermost part of her thigh—her groin area, right where the leg joins the hip—the quality of her voice changed instantly. Hibiki immediately covered her face with both hands.
”Keep going… Don’t you dare stop…” she pleaded, her voice choked with desire.
”O-Okay. And, uh, I’m real sorry to ask, but… could you spread your legs just a tiny bit more?” he stammered, flustered.
”L-Like this is good? Ahh… what a mess I am…”
Still hiding behind her hands, Hibiki parted her legs into a careful, awkward stretch. The fabric of her underwear pulled tight across her hips, outlining every curve.
”Th-Thanks…”
Hirose kept his touch clinical, palms pressing along the crease where thigh met hip, deliberately skirting the center.
”Ah… ahh… no… my hips keep moving… ♡”
The moment his hands settled, her body answered with tiny, helpless lifts. He held the pressure steady, counting seconds in his head.
”Alright… moving to your stomach now.”
”Mhm… please.”
He shifted upward to the soft dip of her waist. She had always seemed the type to flinch at the thought of a boy’s hands on her stomach; the fact that she didn’t spoke louder than words.
Both palms sank into warm skin. He kneaded slow, deep circles.
”Hyaah! ♡”
The Skill was raising her temperature; heat radiated against his fingers.
”It’ll take a while. Hang in there.”
”I know… ahh… nngh!?”
Each area needed ten minutes. Legs had already eaten twenty. (If the Skill levels, will it get faster? This is brutal…) A full session would run over an hour. He was learning the hard way why masseuses earned their pay.
”Haa… ahh ♡… haa, haa… auh!?”
Her breathing wouldn’t settle. He wasn’t doing anything improper, yet her cheeks blazed and her shoulders twitched with every pass of his hands.
”Okay… arms next.”
”Hah… hahh… I’m burning up… ♡”
He moved to her left arm, shoulder to wrist. A faint sheen of sweat had broken across her skin. Leaning in, he caught the rise and fall of her chest in his peripheral vision and forced his gaze back to the task.
”Ahh… this side feels… really good…”
He wondered, clinically, if the difference was sensitivity. Groin and stomach had drawn the strongest reactions; arms and legs stayed quiet.
When the arms were done, Hibiki rolled onto her stomach. Hirose exhaled at last. One section left: her back.
(Almost there…)
Then the awkward truth hit him.
”Rindou-san… this is hard to ask, but… the hips. We’re really doing them?”
Her shape was perfect—firm, smooth, no excess. If the skill required skin contact, there was no avoiding it.
”I’ve already decided,” she murmured into the pillow. “Your hands… they make me feel safe. Like I can let go. So… it’s fine.”
”Y-You sure?”
”Mhm. Go on.”
Her voice was muffled, but he heard the tremor. He finished the backs of her thighs, then—after a steadying breath—slipped his hands beneath the waistband of her underwear, palms meeting warm, resilient flesh.
”Hyaaahh!?”
She jolted, but didn’t pull away. The skin was flawless, elastic, alive under his fingers. He focused on the rhythm: press, release, press, release.
”Ahh… hyaaah…! That’s… noooo… my whole body… ♡”
Ten minutes felt like an hour. Sweat made her skin slick; her breathing grew ragged. From the outside it would look intensely vulnerable, but the application demanded precision, not indulgence.
When the light finally faded from his palms, her muscles felt looser, her contours subtly sharper.
”……”
A small, darker patch had bloomed on the white fabric where she lay. He saw it, said nothing, and pretended he hadn’t.
Only the upper back remained. They had agreed—no chest. Then Hibiki’s voice, small and unexpected:
”Could you… unhook my bra?”
”W-Wait, I can’t—”
”It’s too tight. It’ll dig into your hands if you try to work around it. I want the back done properly.”
He swallowed. How many times today would his pulse spike?
”If you say so…”
Fingers fumbled at the clasp. Metal gave way with a soft click. The faint red line across her skin told him how snug the garment had been.
”Alright. Starting now.”
”Please.”
The final stretch began—quiet, careful, and utterly focused.
* * *
After he finished her waist, back, and both arms, the light in his hands finally faded, bringing today’s application to an end.
”Takanashi-kun… You did great,” Hibiki said softly.
”You too, Rindou-san. That was a lot to endure.”
Both of them were breathing heavily. Hirose’s arms were actually twitching and trembling—he knew he couldn’t use the healing power again today. Hibiki smiled, still lying on her stomach, then shifted slightly back on the bed.
”Come on, Takanashi-kun, you need to rest. You can lie down on the bed,” she suggested sweetly.
”Eh… Yes.”
He was shocked, but he couldn’t bring himself to refuse Hibiki’s request. Hirose lay down on his back on the bed.
”Hey, what’s your first name, Takanashi-kun?”
”It’s Hirose. Takanashi Hirose.”
Classmates often only knew each other’s surnames; it wasn’t surprising she hadn’t remembered his first name.
”I’m gonna start calling you Hirose now, okay?”
”Ah… I guess so.”
”You call me Hibiki then, too.”
”You sure?”
”I said it, so of course I am,” she insisted.
”……Hibiki,” he whispered, the name feeling heavy on his tongue.
”Fufu,” she chuckled.
When he spoke her name, Hibiki turned her head sideways, her expression languid and dreamy, and smiled. Her look of pure happiness made Hirose blush fiercely.
”We don’t know anything about each other, do we?” she observed.
”We only started talking yesterday, after all.”
”Then we’ve gotta start learning about each other properly, from now on.”
It was a statement of closeness, an offer that she wanted to continue their relationship.
”Y-Yeah… wait, EHHH!?”
The moment he replied, he looked over and saw that Hibiki was now lying on her back, too.
She wasn’t wearing her bra. She wasn’t even covering herself with her hands.
He’d unhooked the clasp for the back treatment, and she’d simply rolled over without securing it.
”Hibiki!?”
Startled, Hirose immediately covered his eyes with his hands. He’d just caught sight of Hibiki’s soft curves. He simply couldn’t not hide his eyes.
A fleeting glance through his fingers was all it took. Her skin was flushed and warm, her form rising and falling with each rapid breath. Hirose’s heart began a frantic thump-thump-thump, its pace accelerating rapidly.
”So, Hirose… what do you think of me?” she asked, her voice low and husky.
”What kind of question is that, all of a sudden?! Just… cover yourself!”
He was thrown by the random question, yet his eyes kept drifting back to her.
”Just answer me, please.”
”…You stand out in class… I think you’re one of the prettiest girls, maybe the cutest…”
”Is that all?”
”…You’ve got a bright personality, and you actually talk to someone like me… I thought you were a lot nicer than I expected.”
”Anything else?”
”They don’t just pop out like that! We’ve only been talking for two days!” he burst out, mortified.
”You’re right… That’s why…”
He suddenly felt a weight on his body. Slowly, cautiously, Hirose lowered the hand covering his eyes.
”To find out more of my charm, how about we get a lot closer, hmm? ♡”
”Hibiki…!”
Hibiki was straddling him, pressing her bare skin against his shirt. Her face was bright red—she was clearly embarrassed, despite being the one initiating this profound closeness.
Seeing her, Hirose couldn’t help but think she was adorable.
But—
”I… I don’t understand you, Hibiki…”
”But you can tell what kind of state I’m in right now, can’t you?”
In Hirose’s mind, he saw the image of the damp patch on her garment from moments ago. The meaning was obvious: need.
”Of course I’m too worked up to think straight. But… I think part of it is that I want to do this because it’s you, Hirose.”
”That’s just the Skill’s side effect… and besides, I’m… I’m an inexperienced man.”
”I’m an inexperienced woman, too,” she countered, her eyes fixed on his.
”Then all the more reason we should—Mmmpff!?”
A sensation of intense softness pressed against his lips. At the same time, Hibiki grabbed both of Hirose’s hands, intertwining her fingers with his.
It was a deep, intense first kiss, a shock of warmth running straight to his brain.
”Mmm… haa… We kissed, didn’t we? ♡” she breathed, pulling back just enough.
”I… I’m your first, huh? Are you sure you want it to be me?” he asked, worried.
”Mhm… Are you unhappy that I’m your first, Hirose?”
”There’s no way I’m unhappy! I’m just worried that Hibiki has to settle for someone like me…”
”Then I’ll just have to make you understand, won’t I…”
Hibiki leaned down again and again, pressing her lips to his, the quiet sounds of closeness filling the air. Hirose was powerless to resist, accepting her lead.
(My mind is going to break… I can’t handle this…)
When they finally parted slightly, their breaths mingled.
”Now, do you know how I feel?” she whispered.
”More than enough…”
”Good. Then I’m going to undress you,” she announced, her voice firm.
”Ah… wait…”
She unbuttoned his shirt, then peeled off the T-shirt he wore underneath. Hirose was now bare from the waist up. Hibiki buried her face in his chest, pressing soft kisses to his skin.
The sensation of her warmth against him was overwhelming, and Hirose’s body responded in kind.
”Nngh…“
He tried to hold it back, but the new sensations drew a quiet sound from him.
”Fufu, you don’t have to hold back, you know… Come on,” she urged.
”Ahh… There…!”
Hibiki brushed her lips across his chest, sending sparks through him. Her expression, flushed with feeling, only heightened the moment.
She continued to kiss the barely-able-to-move Hirose (due to the Skill’s lingering effects), then reached for his belt and eased it open.
”I’m taking these off…”
”This is bad… I’m so embarrassed I think I’m going to pass out.”
This was the first time anyone had seen him like this. Even though his body was clearly reacting, he felt his head spin.
As Hibiki eased his pants down, his arousal became unmistakable.
”Wow… You’re… already like this.”
Hirose’s readiness was undeniable, the heat of the moment apparent. Hibiki gently wrapped her fingers around him and began a slow, careful rhythm.
”I might not be very good at this, but forgive me, okay?”
”Rindou-san…!”
Encased in her soft hand, the sensation was almost too much. Next, Hibiki leaned closer. She brushed her lips lightly against him, exploring the evidence of his excitement.
”A strange taste… But—”
Because of the Skill’s lingering warmth, Hibiki was completely absorbed in the moment. She continued to explore with gentle care.
“Itadakimasu,” she whispered, playful and tender.
”Kuh… Uuugh!”
Then, Hibiki took him in with her mouth.
Enveloped by warmth, the new sensation overwhelmed him. Hibiki moved slowly, the quiet sounds of intimacy filling the room.
”Rindou-san, Rindou-san…! This is… it’s too much!”
”It feels good?” she murmured around him.
”Y-Yes…!”
Hibiki moved with care, taking him deeper. The combined sensation quickly pushed Hirose to the edge.
(That Hibiki… is doing this to me…)
The soft sounds echoed with every motion. Her eyes, warm and wanting, held his, making his heart race.
It was a moment he could scarcely believe. But the wave of feeling continued, until the inevitable climax arrived.
”I’m gonna… I’m gonna release… Rindou-san…!”
”Go ahead… Just let it out…?”
At the sound of his voice, Hibiki’s rhythm quickened. And then—
“Nn… Nn… Nn…… Nnngh!?”
Hirose released, the wave crashing through him. Hibiki stayed with him, receiving every pulse.
“Nn… Nnngh……”
”Ah…”
”I took it all ♡,” she whispered, pulling back with a soft smile.
”That’s… that’s intense…”
Hibiki licked her lips gently and gave him a dreamy, contented look.
”I really want you to touch me, too, but… I don’t think you can move right now, huh?”
As she spoke, Hibiki eased her lower garment down. What was revealed was flushed and ready. Hirose’s breath caught. His body, though spent, began to stir again.
”Fufu. You’re ready again already.”
Hibiki then straddled his hips and slowly began to lower herself.
”Wait… protection…?”
”I don’t have any. I didn’t plan for this… But it’s safe today, and besides, I can’t stop now—”
”Safe… I don’t really know, but—”
Her warmth met his. Hibiki guided him carefully, placing the tip against her entrance. When he twitched, she smiled.
”You want to be inside me, don’t you?”
”Of course I—yes!”
Hirose knew it. If her mouth had felt that incredible, this would be even more.
Hibiki lowered herself slowly. The tight warmth enveloped him, drawing a shared gasp.
”Just… a little more…”
Hibiki winced briefly—it was her first time—but she continued until they were fully joined.
”I’m… in…”
As they connected completely, a faint warmth trickled between them.
(So tight… so warm… I’m actually inside her…)
”Congratulations on your first time, sweetie… Fufu.”
”…Haha. You too, Hibiki.”
They shared a breathless laugh, and then Hibiki began to move. The rhythm was slow at first, then steadier. The quiet sounds of their joining filled the room, pleasure building in waves.
It wasn’t just Hirose. Due to the Skill’s lingering effects, every movement sent sparks through Hibiki. The initial discomfort faded quickly, replaced by rising heat.
Her hair swayed, her body moved above him. The intimacy deepened with every motion.
(Incredible… Hibiki feels so good…)
Hibiki leaned forward, pulling him into another kiss. Tongues met, bodies moved, pleasure doubled.
”Rindou-san…! I’m about to…”
“Nngh… Nngh…” What is it…? Does it feel that good?
”It’s better than before… I can’t hold on…”
Her movements grew urgent. Their breaths mingled, bodies pressed close.
”This is bad…! This is so bad…!”
”It’s okay… Give it to me… Inside… ♡”
Kissing him deeply, holding his hands, Hibiki moved with purpose. Every thrust pressed deeper, building toward the peak.
”Ah! ♡ Ah! ♡ I’m gonna… I’m coming…! ♡”
”Rindou-san! Hibiki…!”
”…Together…!”
Hibiki quickened for a final rush. The sensation crested, overwhelming them both.
”I’m coming!”
“Nngh ♡ Nnngh ♡ Nnnnnnnnnnngh ♡”
Hibiki arched, body trembling. Hirose followed, releasing deep inside her.
“Nn…” Inside… It’s so warm… ♡
Hibiki collapsed onto him, breathless and glowing. They stayed joined, hearts slowing together.
”It hurt… but it felt really good… ♡”
”I… I’m glad…”
They held each other in the quiet, sharing soft kisses until sleep finally tugged at them both.
It happened spontaneously, but on this day, the two gave their first times to each other, connecting on the deepest level possible.
The plain boy who gained the ultimate gift for a girl—Beauty—and the class-topping beauty who loved cosmetics.
They were two people whose paths should never have crossed. However, this encounter opened a brand new door to both their worlds.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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