Chapter 39 The President’s Secret Afterglow
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Blurb: After a session with the class’s resident massage therapist, Owa Kumi returns to her room in a state of unprecedented arousal. Wrapped in a shawl to hide her physiological reactions, the Class President must grapple with her role as a leader and her burgeoning desires as a woman. In a world without modern comforts like bras, she finds herself driven to a desperate, solitary release, questioning just how much of her ‘relief’ is due to the massage—and how much is due to Anma-kun himself.
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”Phew. I’m saved…”
I had managed to make it back to my room safely after receiving a massage at Anma-kun’s ⁿ place. I clicked the lock shut and leaned back against the sofa. A heavy sigh unintentionally leaked from my lips.
When I ended up leaving that room with my n**ples still erect, I wondered what I would do if I ran into a classmate, but it seems the maid who guided us was an incredibly capable person. By the time we stepped out, she had prepared a shawl to drape over our shoulders before I even noticed. At this size, I can hide the fact that I’m peaking even if the fabric rubs. I’m truly grateful.
”My body is warm, so isn’t it unnecessary?” Sensei had said, but I made her wear one too as we returned. I got a bit flustered when we ran into a classmate on the way. If we hadn’t been wearing those shawls, I’m certain they would have noticed our n**ples were hard. I really have to thank that maid.
I’ll need a shawl starting tomorrow too. Should I have them prepare enough for everyone over there? No, maybe it’s better if everyone wears them from the start.
Visit while wrapped up, take them off only for the massage, and put them back on before returning to the waiting room. That’s the way. If all the girls coming out of the treatment room had flushed faces and erect n**ples, the girls left waiting would be shocked. By the time the last girl finished, it would be like some lewd gathering with eleven people talking while all being turned on…
Definitely, a few of them would start rubbing the breasts of the girls near them just for fun. If that happens, those girls will rub back, and things will get chaotic in Anma-kun’s room.
”But, Sensei right after the shoulder massage had such a… thirsty atmosphere. Even if her n**ples are hidden, someone might say something… What should I do?”
If there’s a lewd vibe, the ones who would gleefully go to tease would be… Sayuki, Ai-chan, and Kaho-chan? Those three, definitely. I don’t think the other girls would poke fun even if they noticed. Though if those three start talking dirty, there might be some girls who play the airhead or go along with the bad vibe.
Alright, then. If we get massaged tomorrow, I’ll have those three go first to get teased. That way, they shouldn’t tease the other girls. After all, the teasers’ own n**ples will probably be erect too.
”Yeah, this should work. I’ll have Kaho-chan go first, then Sayuki and Ai-chan. If Kaho gets teased by Ai-chan, I can just stop them. It’s only a few minutes anyway.”
Kaho likes teasing in a lewd way, but she’s a glass cannon when she’s the one being attacked. Still, it’s better than pitting the other two against each other, who would just keep teasing without any guard.
”After that, I wonder where to place Souya-chan and Kanna. They said their lower backs were in bad shape. I’ll have to consult Anma-kun on the best timing if he’s actually going to do a lumbar massage.”
Shizuku, who mentioned a hand massage, can go anytime. No, if it’s just the hands, she probably won’t get in a lewd mood, so maybe it’s best to put her last? She can go home right after. I wonder if Akari-chan was serious about wanting him to kiss her feet…? If she was serious, I’ll have her consult Anma-kun herself. I can’t really bring that up.
More importantly, I’m already thinking on the premise that we’re going for massages. Well, I am going. Even if it doesn’t help me fall asleep, it’s worth it just for the relaxation and stress relief.
”Going is fine, but… what am I supposed to do about this?”
Hot breath spilled from my mouth. My hardened peaks kept rubbing against my dress, sending a throbbing pleasure through me. I hoped it would subside naturally, but my body wasn’t listening.
”I hope Sensei is okay…”
I thought about Sensei, who was standing next to me with her n**ples erect. I hope she didn’t go to some strange man saying, ‘My body is hot and it won’t settle down,’ or something…? No, she’s probably fine. The only man nearby is Anma-kun anyway. And he should have his maidservant with him, so it’s probably fine.
”Then I’m the only one who’s no good, huh. This is a bit of an unexpected side effect…”
Rather, tomorrow onwards is the problem. Twelve girls will be returning to their rooms in a lewd mood. I don’t think any of them are into girls, so they’ll each just masturbate in their rooms. Surely no one would go to Anma-kun’s room seeking a man…? I’m a bit worried. And the one I’m most worried about because I don’t know what she’ll do is Sensei. No, Sensei won’t do anything that would actually become a problem. Probably.
”Anyway, I can’t sleep like this. I have to do something.”
I moved to the bedroom, untied the strings on my back, and let the dress slide off. Underneath, I was just in my panties. I’m dying for a Night Bra ⁿ, but we haven’t made any yet. To begin with, it seems most people in this Isekai ⁿ country don’t wear bras when they sleep.
Souya-chan is working hard to make bras, but the supply is still low. It’s difficult even for a clothier to make the metal parts. The locals also said, ‘I didn’t think it was a Job that could process metal.’ If the local smiths could at least make the underwires, it would be faster.
That said, the bras originally in this country are poor quality. I don’t know how the women here have endured it. The panties aren’t that great either, but I can’t exactly go without them…
This dress wasn’t even made of thin material, so I thought that even without a bra, my tips wouldn’t show through. I never expected them to get this hard…
I sat on the bed and caressed my breasts gently. Usually, they’re just a heavy nuisance, but only at times like this can I be glad I have them.
”Nn…♡ Haa…♡ They feel so good…♡”
I tended to them in the familiar way. My chest, shaped by quiet moments, responded warmly. But right now, it was pure longing, not habit. I didn’t think I was this restless.
And it stirred deeper than usual. I wonder if this is an effect of the massage? Speaking of the massage, really…
”It’s all Anma-kun’s fault…♡ Ah!♡ Making him rise so big right in front of me♡ After stirring me like that and then showing me that, I can’t stand it…♡”
The bulge in Anma’s crotch had been obvious even through his pants. I mean, after hearing me and Sensei moan like that, if he had been unresponsive, I might have been angry in a different way. I used to just think of him as a classmate, but with no other men around, he’s strangely on my mind.
Waves of warmth built intensely, pulling me toward the edge.
”Haa~♡ Nn♡ Nn♡ Ah♡ I’m close!♡ Ah~♡”
It washed over me sweetly. I took a deep breath to steady my racing heart. While lost in the glow, a thought flickered. If a simple shoulder massage felt that good… how would his touch feel here?
”No, no way. That’s insane. If I asked for that, I’d just be hopeless.”
The heat made me dream wildly. Now that my head was clearing, I realized how bold that was. I’ll go to sleep now. I can’t spend all night lost in yearnings. I put my clothes back on and crawled into bed. I fell into a peaceful sleep instantly, wondering why I’d even struggled to sleep the night before.
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Author:
Nishiyama: “Suu… suu…”
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Summary:
Owa Kumi returns to her room after a massage from Anma-kun, feeling intensely aroused. She reflects on the logistical challenge of hiding her and her classmates’ physical reactions during future sessions. To resolve her frustration, she masturbates while fantasizing about Anma-kun’s reaction and physical presence. Finally relieved, she falls into a deep sleep, noting the massage’s effectiveness.
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Character Insight:
Owa Kumi’s internal monologue reveals a sharp contrast between her external role as ‘Class President’ and her internal sexual identity. While she is strategically planning the group’s massage schedule to minimize social embarrassment, she is simultaneously succumbing to the raw physical pleasure induced by Anma-kun’s technique. This chapter marks a shift from seeing Anma-kun as a mere classmate to a source of intense sexual curiosity.
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Behind the Scene:
This chapter serves as a ‘cooldown’ or ‘aftermath’ scene that bridges the previous massage session with future group interactions. It highlights the world-building detail of the ‘Job’ system and the lack of modern infrastructure (like clothing manufacturing) in this Isekai world.
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Notes:
• Owa Kumi – The class representative. A responsible student who asks logical questions about the summoning. Like the teacher, she is noted to have a large bust. Ponytail black hair, wear glasses, sharp and determined eyes.
• Nishiyama – The homeroom teacher and math instructor. She has a short stature, a womanly body with a large chest and rounded hips, and speaks in a gentle manner. Wears a white dress cinched at the waist. Her Job is Flower Mage.
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