Volume 5 Chapter 6 The Allure of Understanding꞉ Recoil and a Reckless Kiss
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”…There’s still some treatment left,” Hirose said gently to Misaki, who was already weak with pleasure. “Next is your back and your lower body… please choose which one you’d like.”
”My lower bodyyy… ¹” Misaki murmured, breathless.
”Understood… I’ll add ‘Hair Quality Improvement’ here to adjust the volume and quality of the hair,” Hirose explained.
”Yesss,” Misaki breathed, her a soft agreement.
Hirose had become skilled at using his Gift effectively. He moved from Misaki’s bedside to her lower body. What he saw was a stain marring her cute undergarments.
”…Hayase-san… I’m really going to take them off now. Is that okay?” he asked, giving her one last chance.
”Yes… take them off for me…” Misaki whispered, her defenses gone.
To be honest, Misaki’s capacity for judgment had almost completely vanished. She had nearly forgotten her desire to be beautiful, her body now only craving the intense pleasure the treatment brought.
Hirose slowly slid her underwear down. The heavy, musky scent of female arousal spread thickly in the air, stimulating Hirose’s own lower body due to the Recoil.
Misaki’s hair wasn’t excessively thick, but prolonged sports activity likely caused moisture. And from Misaki’s secret place, a great deal of arousal fluid was already leaking and clinging to the hair, making the sight extremely sensual.
Hirose took hold of Misaki’s thighs and positioned them into an M-shape spread. This made the entire internal area clearly visible.
”Ahhh…” Misaki gasped, slightly choked.
Even in her state of confusion, Misaki seemed to realize the embarrassing position she was in.
(Hah… hah… I’m being seen, I’m being seen… my most embarrassing spot is being exposed… and he’s going to touch it now, isn’t he? What’s going to happen to me? What exactly is going to happen now…?) she thought, her mind racing with desire and shame.
”Hayase-san. I’m starting now,” Hirose said, his voice level.
”Mmm…”
”—Hair Quality Improvement,” he activated, adding the skill.
Hirose began moving his hands, tracing the area around the entry point with his fingertips.
”—NGH! AAAAAH!”
Misaki lifted her hips, letting out a loud cry of pleasure just from the touch around the entrance.
Hirose used the pads of his fingers, stroking along the vertical line. Along with the slightly coarse feeling of the hair, the slick, thick arousal fluid lubricated his fingers, which quickly became wet.
”Ah! Ahh! What is this… It’s totally different… from when I touch myself!” Misaki cried out, admitting her self-pleasure habits and comparing the sensations.
However, he wasn’t directly touching the truly sensitive part; he was only tracing the exterior area where the hair grew. Therefore, Misaki wasn’t making a true comparison. Still, there was a point he was barely grazing—a spot that was highly sensitive for Misaki, as it was for other women.
”Aah! Aah! I feel so good! So good! I’m going to come! I’m going to come…!”
Hirose prepared himself. He had experienced this several times before. He shifted slightly to the side, ensuring the explosive fluids wouldn’t drench him.
”I’m coming! I’m coming! No, stop, I… NGH! NNNNNGHHH!”
In the next instant, a clear liquid gushed forth from Misaki’s lower body, shooting out like a whale’s spout. The warm torrent splashed onto Hirose’s arm, spreading Misaki’s unique feminine scent throughout the air.
”Oh… Oh…”
Misaki twitched and convulsed, her eyes rolling back. After a moment, she fell limp, utterly drained. Having felt even more intense pleasure than usual due to the Recoil effect, Misaki had completely passed out.
”…I’ll just finish everything while she’s sleeping,” Hirose decided.
Confirming Misaki was unconscious, Hirose proceeded to perform the back treatment and the ‘Hair Quality Improvement’ on her head. Finally, he gave her a full-body ‘Lymphatic Massage’ to conclude the day’s session.
* * *
Orange light streamed through the window. The time was nearing evening.
”Mm… what?”
”Hayase-san, good morning,” Hirose greeted her.
Misaki was resting on the bed, now fully dressed. Hirose had put her clothes back on after the treatment ended.
”When did I…”
”Don’t worry, all the treatments are finished.”
”…But I feel incredibly energetic. What is this?” she asked, surprised.
”I performed the ‘Lymphatic Massage’ last. I think it’s recovered your fatigue and physical stamina from tennis,” he explained.
”It’s true… amazing… it’s like all the tiredness from practice just vanished… even the accumulated fatigue in my arms and legs…”
The ‘Lymphatic Massage’ was the only skill Hirose possessed that had an immediate effect. One reason Misaki requested it was precisely to relieve the exhaustion from her tennis practice.
”But…”
Misaki lifted the hem of her dress and checked her underwear.
”I didn’t assault you, so you can relax,” Hirose reassured her.
”Y-yeah… Takanashi is so gentle, after all…” Misaki stammered.
Misaki had been worried she might have lost her virginity while asleep, but that wasn’t the case.
(If I lose it, I don’t want it to be while I’m unconscious…) she thought.
It wasn’t that she was afraid of being taken; she hated the idea of having no memory of it. She then noticed the towel laid out on the bed beneath where she’d been sleeping.
”Ah, I borrowed that without asking. It’s the towel you use for tennis,” Hirose explained casually.
”Um, um… ahahaha…” Misaki trailed off, laughing nervously.
She finally seemed to understand what had happened to her. Lifting the towel revealed the soaked, tell-tale traces of liquid.
”Hah… hah…” she breathed.
”Takanashi, you must be exhausted. I kept asking you to use so many skills,” Misaki worried.
”It’s fine. It’s what I usually do. But I guess this is the first time I’ve used them this many times in a row.”
”Is that so?”
”It was good training,” he admitted.
”Training, huh…”
”Ah, no… I don’t mean that performing treatment on Hayase-san is just training…” Hirose corrected himself quickly.
”I know,” Misaki said, gently. “Takanashi is always so kind…”
”Ah…”
Hirose was slumped on the bed where he had been sitting, short of breath. He felt utterly drained and incapable of moving for a while.
Then, Misaki hugged Hirose from behind. The pleasant scent of Misaki’s hair wafted into Hirose’s nose.
”I’m sorry, since you have a girlfriend… just let me stay like this for a little bit,” she murmured.
”Yeah… I get sexually assaulted so often that this much is fine,” Hirose admitted with a weary sigh.
”A-assaulted!?”
This was the first time he had told Misaki about the assaults. He had mentioned the intense pleasure caused by the Recoil, but nothing more.
”Don’t try to assault me, okay?” she warned, trying to sound firm.
”Haha… that phrasing is too cute, though,” he laughed softly.
Misaki’s hug tightened. She rubbed her nose against the back of Hirose’s head, inhaling his scent deeply.
Since Misaki had passed out, time had elapsed. Perhaps for that reason, the urge to sexually assault Hirose upon waking had been suppressed. She now possessed her full reasoning.
She was just incredibly energized by the ‘Lymphatic Massage’.
”Oh, I see now. So that’s what it is,” Misaki mused.
”What do you mean?”
”The reason why so many girls gather around Takanashi.”
Though she hadn’t experienced everything, having completed one full treatment session, she finally understood.
”You solve their complexes, touch their skin directly, make them feel incredible pleasure… and yet, Takanashi himself is honest and kind. That’s just unfair.”
”Haha… whether that’s a good thing or a bad thing… there have been bad outcomes, too,” Hirose admitted.
”Huh, what happened?”
”I can’t say who it was, but a while ago, a girl wanted her chest enhanced for a guy she liked. The result was that her body ended up being unsatisfied by her boyfriend,” he confessed.
”What?”
The case of Aoi still weighed heavily on him. Even though Aoi had chosen to receive the treatment, it had ultimately caused her sadness. The fact that her boyfriend was cheating afterward was only a consequence, and if Hirose hadn’t performed the treatment, she might have remained satisfied with her boyfriend.
However, Aoi had claimed she never would have had the courage to confess without the enhancement, so perhaps it was inevitable.
”…Does that mean I’ve also been made into a body that can only be satisfied by Takanashi?” Misaki asked, a strange mix of fear and realization in her voice.
”I don’t know… but that pattern has happened before.”
”Hmm… well, I don’t have a boyfriend, and I wasn’t planning on getting one anyway, so I guess it’s fine,” she declared.
”That’s now, though, right? …Well, I do have a method to suppress your feelings for me, but it’s optional.”
”I’m fine with how things are. This strange feeling I’m having for the first time toward a man… I don’t want to lose it,” she murmured.
”If you say so, that’s fine… but tell me clearly when you want to leave,” Hirose requested.
”I will,” she promised.
If he were to ask Asami, the sexual impulse generated by the treatment toward Hirose would immediately disappear. However, her affection for Hirose would remain; she wouldn’t hate him, but the impulsive behavior would stop. Misaki said she didn’t want that. Most people make this choice, but Hirose still didn’t know if it was right or wrong.
”Well, I’m going home now. I’ll see you at the next treatment,” he said, preparing to stand.
”Wait just a second—”
”—!”
Misaki pulled Hirose close and kissed him with the momentum. The soft, pale pink of her lip gloss transferred onto his lips.
”Tell your girlfriend I’m sorry… no, I’ll meet her someday and apologize properly myself,” Misaki murmured, breathless.
”You say I’m honest and sincere about all these things, but Hayase-san, you’re honest about things like this, too,” Hirose noted.
”What I’m doing isn’t honest… it’s strange, isn’t it? Heh,” she chuckled.
After one last tight hug, Misaki released Hirose.
* * *
Immediately after Hirose left the house, Misaki returned to her room, lay back down on the bed, and took off her dress. Once she was in her underwear, she unclasped her bra, giving easy access to her chest.
”Mmm… Ahh…²“
(It’s still there… I’m still sensitive… my nipples get hard so quickly…) she thought, running her fingers over her skin.
Using her left hand on her chest and her right hand on her lower body simultaneously, Misaki began to pleasure herself.
”Mmm… Mmm… Was it like this earlier? Did he touch me like this?”
Misaki touched herself with similar motions, trying to recall Hirose’s precise treatment. She imagined her own hand was Hirose’s, reliving the memory of being touched by him.
”I’m wetter… than usual… so wet… Ah! Takanashi… Takanashi… Taka…”
That day, Misaki reached climax five times alone before her parents returned. The lasting effect of the ‘Lymphatic Massage’ left her with boundless energy, enabling her repeated self-pleasure.
While the disappearance of her tennis fatigue was a relief, the heightened sexual desire was overwhelming. The bedsheets were utterly drenched, with the liquid even soaking into the mattress beneath. She had never before experienced gushing fluid like a tide. However, the increased sensitivity from Hirose’s treatment had made it possible.
”This… this is going to be habit-forming… it feels too good,” Misaki panted, looking up at the ceiling after her final climax.
”What would happen if he… if he inserted something? Would that feel good? No, it would definitely feel amazing… Takanashi holding me tightly while that… goes right here…”
As she imagined the scenario, desire surged through Misaki once more. She reached for her lower body for one last time, and unlike before, she began to pleasure herself by gently inserting her own finger internally.
And on the following Sunday, Misaki found herself performing better than ever during her tennis practice—
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Summary:
Misaki’s treatment concludes with the powerful ‘Hair Quality Improvement’ skill on a highly sensitive area, causing her to climax uncontrollably, release a large volume of gushing fluid, and pass out from the intensity. Upon waking, she feels incredibly rested (due to the ‘Lymphatic Massage’) and realizes the intense, dependency-forming effects of Hirose’s Gift. A reflective and honest conversation leads to Misaki willingly accepting her new desire for Hirose and ending the chapter by passionately kissing him. The final scene confirms her sexual dependency as she immediately engages in self-pleasure to cope with the lingering intense sensitivity.
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Character Insight:
Misaki’s character undergoes a rapid transformation from a focused athlete seeking functional relief to a woman consumed by desire and emotional attachment. Her confession about accepting the dependency, despite the moral warnings from Hirose, shows the power of the S-Rank Gift over free will. Hirose, meanwhile, is shown to be morally troubled by the unintended sexual consequences of his healing power, highlighting his sincerity
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Behind the Scene:
The chapter’s main function is to firmly establish the negative moral and emotional consequences of Hirose’s Gift, particularly the ‘Recoil’ and the subsequent loss of rational judgment in his clients. The decision to suppress her feelings is offered and refused, ensuring the sexual tension and dependency remain a central plot conflict moving forward. The use of the tennis towel as a symbolic ‘evidence’ of her climax and lost control is essential to the comedic and dramatic effect.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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