Volume 5 Chapter 5 The Biting Habit and the Beautiful E-Cup
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Misaki, now in her underwear, was slightly embarrassed as she made her way to her bed. She lay down on her back. Hirose, in turn, approached the bed, removing his shirt to stand there in just a T-shirt.
”…Say something, won’t you?” she demanded quietly.
(This part of her is a little like Hibiki,) Hirose observed mentally.
”Hayase-san, you look lovely in your underwear. And though I didn’t say it earlier, I thought your hair and outfit today, so different from school, were very cute,” Hirose said, his tone gentle.
”—Baka! (Idiot!)” Misaki snapped, flushing crimson.
”But you made me say it…” he countered with a slight smile.
Hirose was willing to tell others they were cute; only the words ‘I love you’ were reserved solely for Hibiki. He made a strict distinction, so he didn’t mind voicing a compliment when asked. Misaki’s underwear, by the way, was an elegant aqua-blue decorated with a rose design. She had mentioned an E-cup, and it certainly looked large enough to confirm that.
”Honestly! …I don’t know why, but I dressed up because you were coming… but I’m really happy you said that,” she admitted.
”I’m glad to hear it,” Hirose replied.
Misaki was genuinely delighted to hear the words she’d hoped for. When one is conscious of someone, it’s only natural to want them to find you even a little bit lovely.
”We can use skills simultaneously, but treatment methods that involve kneading, like ‘Posture Correction’ and ‘Fat Burning’, will have to wait for another day,” he explained.
”Yes, that’s fine. —Oh, I just thought of something. Could ‘Hair Quality Improvement’ also adjust the volume of the hair down there?” Misaki asked, her face instantly heating up.
”Ah… I’ve never tried that. It works on the hair on your head, of course, but I’m not sure about the lower body… it’s the same type of hair, so it should be possible, I think…”
”Then, if I asked you to thin it out… would you do it for me?” she pressed.
”Of course I can do it, but honestly, that’s quite intimate…”
”No, I’m the one asking! Takanashi, you don’t need to worry about it!” she insisted.
”If Hayase-san insists… then I understand,” Hirose agreed with a sigh.
Earlier, they had decided the range of the ‘Skin Quality Improvement’ would only go as far as her chest. However, adjusting the hair volume on the sensitive zone of her lower body would inevitably require direct contact. Ultimately, the treatment was indeed becoming a truly full-body procedure.
(Everyone around me has only ever wanted to remove the hair completely, but I guess some people want to keep it but just adjust the volume,) Hirose realized, gaining new insight into his skill’s potential.
”I’d like to start with the mole on your thigh, and then spread it across your whole body. Is that alright?”
”Yes, please,” Misaki consented.
Hirose had intended to ask if she had any other moles she was concerned about, since he was treating her whole body anyway, but upon observation, he couldn’t spot any other blemishes.
”Alright, I’m starting now—’Skin Quality Improvement’, ‘Body Odor Improvement’, ‘Mole Removal’,” Hirose announced.
He activated the skills and placed his white-glowing hands on the base of Misaki’s left thigh. The touch was soft, and he felt the delightful pliability of her toned, ideal thigh.
”Mmm… the Recoil intensity doesn’t change even with multiple skills used at once, I guess,” Misaki noted with a shiver.
”That’s right. But the strength of the Recoil depends on the body area, so don’t let your guard down,” he warned.
”Don’t let my guard down… what good would that do?” she chuckled softly.
”Haha, true enough,” he conceded.
No amount of preparation or composure could truly defend against the effect of the Recoil. Everyone who received the treatment was subject to it.
”Mmm… ngh!”
Slowly, the Recoil began to raise her body temperature, and the sensitivity near her groin intensified. Misaki’s voice grew slightly louder, and she clutched the pillow tightly with both hands. Previously, when she was sitting, she had gripped Hirose’s shoulder, but in this supine position, only the pillow was within reach.
”Taka-nashi! …It’s hot, I’m getting so hot…”
”Mmm… you don’t have… to hold back,” Hirose encouraged her softly.
”I know… but… I’m sorry, I’m borrowing this shirt!” she suddenly declared.
”Huh?”
Misaki grabbed Hirose’s shirt from where it was laid by the bed and brought it to her mouth. She inhaled the scent deeply, then abruptly stuffed a portion into her mouth and bit down on it.
”Haha… she’s doing something weird,” Hirose observed with a wry smile, a first for him to see a woman sniffing and softly chewing on his shirt.
Just as Misaki had bitten Hirose’s ear the other day, this might be her way of coping when trying to endure the pleasure. Clenching one’s teeth is a common physical response to pain or overwhelming sensation.
”Alright… finished here… I’ll move on to the rest of your body… starting with your feet,” he said.
”Hah… hah… please…” she panted.
The six minutes of treatment were over, and now it was time for the rest of her body. Hirose moved to her feet and continued the procedure from her toes upward.
”Ah, my feet… that tickles… wait, are they smelly?” Misaki worried.
”It’s fine. Hayase-san’s feet are perfectly clean,” he reassured her.
”O-okay…”
Hirose was happy to lick the feet of beautiful and cute women like Hibiki and his other clients. Misaki was popular in her class and definitely beautiful, so Hirose could lick her feet, but he wouldn’t bring it up himself, as that would feel too strange.
He gradually moved upward from her toes, reaching her thighs again, which had previously only had the base treated. Misaki, he noticed, had completely hidden her face with the shirt.
”Mmm… this area is fine… my thighs are okay…” she muttered to herself.
Even as she mumbled, her hips began to sway restlessly. The areas that trigger the strongest Recoil differ from person to person, but reactions are generally muted in areas other than the primary erogenous zones.
”Next is your stomach,” Hirose announced.
”Mmm…” came a reply that was barely a sound.
Hirose continued the treatment regardless.
”Ah… I don’t think… I can take this…”
(What is this feeling… being stroked on my stomach… I feel like Takanashi’s pet, or something…) she thought.
Along with the pleasant sensation, the action itself carried other connotations, making her feel deeply embarrassed. Yet, because her face was hidden by the shirt, Misaki was still managing to endure the pleasure.
Hirose’s treatment continued smoothly. Her shoulders, arms, and hands were fine, but her armpits caused her to squirm with pain and pleasure.
”…I want to do your face next. Can you move the shirt?”
”I-I’ll try…”
At Hirose’s request, Misaki slowly removed the shirt. The part that had been in her mouth was damp, and Hirose was glad he had worn a black shirt that day.
”Now, esteemed customer. Please relax,” he said, adopting a playful tone.
”What was that?”
”That’s apparently how they do things at an aesthetic clinic or spa,” he explained, recalling a piece of knowledge he’d learned from Hibiki.
”Heh, that’s silly… but maybe I did relax a little,” she admitted, the corner of her mouth lifting. Misaki hadn’t expected Hirose to attempt a joke, and it momentarily eased her tension.
Hirose was now by the pillow. This was the best position for both of them when treating her face, as he didn’t have to look at her directly.
”Mmm… it feels strange having a boy touch my face… and Takanashi’s hands… are so soothing… why is that?”
”I don’t know why, but everyone seems to feel that way. I don’t think it’s the skill itself, but maybe because I use the skill on my own skin, my hands are naturally very smooth,” he theorized.
”Ah… that might be it… mmm… ah! My ear! Nngh!”
The sensual sounds began, of course, as soon as he started touching the area around her ear. Misaki retracted her neck and found herself clutching Hirose’s arm.
”Hah… ngh… I’m hot… my face is hot… I might be sweating… I’m sorry if I smell…”
”It’s alright. I… actually like the scent of girls’ sweat. In fact, I think a lot of guys like it,” Hirose murmured.
”Hentai (Pervert)!… Takanashi, you idiot!” Misaki cried out, the insults flavored with intense pleasure.
Misaki had no idea what kind of expression she was making now. Her brow was furrowed, her hot face was contorted, her eyes occasionally threatened to roll back, and her mouth was left open. It was a face she couldn’t show anyone else.
”Hayase-san, should I do your back first, or your chest?”
Hirose asked after finishing the treatment on her face and neck. Misaki’s breathing was ragged, but she managed to answer.
”—My chest… please.”
”Then… can you remove your bra?”
”Takanashi, unhook it for me…”
Misaki turned onto her side, exposing half of her sweat-drenched back. Hirose unhooked her bra as requested.
”Aah… aah… I’m so embarrassed I feel like I could die… that Takanashi is going to see me now… even if it’s for the sake of beauty…”
”I can stop now, even at this point. I’ll ask you again and again,” Hirose insisted, maintaining his professional sincerity.
”I won’t stop! That’s already decided! So… use your hands, Takanashi, and make me even more beautiful!” she demanded.
Misaki’s face was redder than ever before. She slowly lowered the hands she had been using to cover herself, exposing her perfectly shaped E-cup bust. Misaki’s nipples were slightly brown, making them a suitable target for the ‘Skin Quality Improvement’ to turn them a better color.
”…I’m starting,” Hirose said quietly.
”Yes… yes…”
(No matter how many times I do this, this moment always makes me nervous… maybe because this is the first time with her,) Hirose thought, swallowing hard before placing both hands on the chest before him.
”Hyah!”
Misaki jumped with a strong shiver. The instant reaction from a mere touch was the same as with his other clients. Hirose continued, gently stroking her chest in a circular motion.
”Aah! This… this is absolutely wrong…! I can’t fight it! You’re not kneading them, just stroking… but the tips… ah! Your finger just grazed it!”
For Misaki, this felt the same as engaging in a much more intimate act. This was a classmate she had just spoken to the other day, and the speed at which she was exposing herself was astonishingly fast. But her concern about the mole was truly genuine and had bothered her for a long time.
”No! I’m sensitive! I’m sensitive there!” she cried out.
”Should I stop?”
”Don’t stop! Touch me more! More! Make me feel good with your hands, Takanashi!” The objective had changed. Misaki’s mind could only focus on the pleasure, making the goal of beauty secondary. But Hirose was serious; he was always serious. This was his gentlemanly rule for observing and treating a woman’s important body.
”Ungh!”
It was at that moment. Misaki suddenly bit down on Hirose’s left arm.
(It hurts… but… is this Hayase-san’s fetish, her biting habit? She said not to stop, so I can’t take my hands away now… then—)
Hirose continued the treatment even while Misaki was biting his arm.
”Nngh! It feels so good! No! Takanashi… it feels amazing! I’m hot… it’s getting hard! I’m losing it! Ah! My body is strange… something is rising up from inside… Nngh! I can’t… any more… Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!”
In the next instant, Misaki let out a loud cry of pleasure, her body convulsing violently and her hips lifting off the bed.
”NNNGHHHHH!”
After her toes pointed rigidly and her body trembled in short bursts, she finally released Hirose’s arm.
(There are definitely teeth marks left…)
Hirose’s left arm was severely marked.
”Hayase-san, thank you for your hard work,” Hirose whispered softly into her ear.
Hirose’s gentle voice made Misaki’s eardrum and heart tremble.
”I love Takanashi’s voice… so much…”
Misaki’s eyes had turned into figurative heart shapes.
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Summary:
Misaki’s beauty treatment escalates as she insists on expanding the scope to her most sensitive areas, including the possibility of adjusting her pubic hair, demonstrating her rapidly diminishing inhibition. The peak of the scene occurs when Hirose applies the Skin Quality Improvement to her chest, causing Misaki to reach an intense climax and, in a fit of overwhelming pleasure, bite down hard on Hirose’s arm, revealing an unexpected ‘biting habit’. She ends the chapter completely lost in adoration for Hirose’s gentle voice, highlighting the immediate and intense emotional and physical dependency his S-Rank Gift creates.
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Character Insight:
Misaki’s initial shyness quickly crumbles under the Recoil effect, transforming her into a desperate, pleasure-seeking character who uses coping mechanisms like biting to manage the intense arousal. This reveals a hidden, almost primal side to her personality. Hirose is established as a true gentleman by continuing the painful treatment despite the bite, prioritizing his client’s request over his own discomfort, confirming his disciplined approach to his powerful Gift.
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Behind the Scene:
This chapter is critical for introducing Misaki’s unique and highly intense coping mechanism—the biting habit—which will be a significant character quirk moving forward. It also formally sets up the plot point for treating the pubic area in the next chapter. The continuous need for Hirose to consciously compartmentalize his emotions and his physical reactions reinforces the central theme of his S-Rank Gift being a moral and physical burden.
Notes:
• Rio – A member of the Beauty Committee who previously worked with Hirose and already holds a negative opinion of him, seeing him as a ‘playboy.’ She has short dark hair and is dressed neatly in her school uniform. She is Aoi’s friend and is currently determined to ‘rescue’ her.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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