Chapter 48 The Third Night Massage ①
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Aside from getting called out for changing my clothes, I managed to survive lunch without any major issues. I was all fired up for the afternoon massage sessions… but they turned out to be a total bust.
Only five people showed up: three Maid-sans, one Knight-san, and one lady-in-waiting. Out of that group, only one Maid-san was actually from The Princess faction. Before the sessions started, Jane had pulled me aside to lay down the law. “Please do not do anything beyond basic shoulder rubs for those in the other factions,” she warned. “Shoulder tapping is also strictly forbidden.” I had no choice but to behave myself and quietly rub their shoulders.
In the end, I only spent two or three minutes on each person. I guess you could say it’s a decent gig since they walked away happy, but I didn’t get to see even a hint of swaying breasts. Everyone was so bundled up that I couldn’t even tell if their n**ples were reacting. It was a total lack of closure. I felt completely unfulfilled.
Most of my time was spent just shooting the breeze with Jane and Corinna. Since we never knew who might walk in next, we couldn’t even flirt. Seriously, talk about incomplete combustion.
Then came dinner.
”Oh, by the way, Anma-kun. I wonder if this order for the massages works for you,” Owa Kumi said.
I had just finished my meal and was waiting for Sensei, who was munching on bread next to me, when the Class President handed me a sheet of paper. She had actually gone to the trouble of organizing a schedule.
1. Amano Kaho: Shoulders
2. Koshino Sayuki: Shoulders
3. Kitabayashi Aika: Shoulders
4. Midorikawa Kanna: Waist?
5. Nishiyama-sensei: Shoulders
6. Shiihara Ruri: Shoulders
7. Kuroki Souya: Waist
8. Kusano Miharu: Shoulders
9. Sakura Yui: Shoulders
10. Sasaki Akari: Feet
11. Owa Kumi: Shoulders
12. Haneda Shizuku: Hands
”I’d like you to go in this order,” Owa-san explained. “You can swap them if you want, but I’d prefer if the first three and the last one stay where they are.”
”I don’t particularly mind, but is there a reason for this?” I asked.
”I want to get those first three out of the way early,” Owa-san replied. “If you leave them alone, they start teasing people and acting out. As for Shizuku, a hand massage is a quick way to finish. It makes it look like the cleanup will be easy, doesn’t it?”
”I guess. Fine by me,” I said.
It’s a good thing the three girls didn’t hear that. If they had, the boos would have been deafening. I glanced over the paper again. Aside from the question mark next to Midorikawa’s waist, nothing looked out of place. I handed it back to the Class President.
”By the way, why the question mark for Midorikawa-san?”
”Kanna keeps complaining about her lower back, but I have a feeling she’ll lose her nerve at the last second and just ask for a shoulder rub,” Owa-san said.
”Whoa there, Kumi-san! Is ‘losing nerve’ an insult aimed at me?” Midorikawa Kanna cut in.
It seemed she was sitting right behind the Class President and had overheard everything. Her hair, tied in two low bundles, swayed as she pouted. “I’ll take you on, you know! Look at me go!”
”It’s not an insult,” Owa-san said calmly. “I’m just saying exactly what I think.”
”Isn’t that even worse?! I thought we were friends!” Kanna cried.
”Because we’re friends. Here, this is today’s massage schedule,” Owa-san said, handing the paper to Kanna.
Kanna looked at the list, then glanced at me, her face turning a deep shade of red.
”Umm, actually, for me today… my back isn’t feeling that great, so maybe I should skip the massage…” Kanna muttered.
”Midorikawa-san. If your back isn’t in good shape, that’s all the more reason you should get a massage. Let’s definitely have Anma-kun take a look,” Nishiyama-sensei interrupted.
”Ah, no, that’s not it, Sensei! It’s not like that. Ah—actually, my shoulders have been really stiff lately! Yeah, I think I’ll just ask Anma-kun for a shoulder rub today!” Kanna stammered.
”See? She wimped out,” Owa-san sighed.
”Shut up, Kumi!” Kanna shrieked.
Just as the Class President predicted, Midorikawa had chickened out. Whatever. She’s pretty well-endowed, so I’m sure a shoulder rub or some tapping will still be plenty entertaining. Either way is fine with me.
”Anyway, just decide what to do with Kanna when she actually gets there,” Owa-san told me. “Whatever works.”
”Whatever does not work!” Kanna protested.
”Ehh? Kanna-chan, are you going to let Anma-kun do ‘whatever’ he wants to you?” one of the girls teased. “Like… something lewd?”
”Kanna, I think you should at least make sure he uses protection,” another added.
”If you say ‘whatever,’ Anma is going to have his way with you!”
”I NEVER SAID WHATEVER!” Kanna shouted.
”On that note, Sensei,” the Class President continued, ignoring the outburst. “We’ll gather in the dining hall at 7:00 PM and head to Anma-kun’s room as a group. How does that sound?”
”I don’t see any problem. Let’s do that. Well then, thank you for the meal,” Sensei said.
””Thank you for the meal!”” the group echoed.
Ignoring Kanna’s frantic protests that “whatever” was definitely not okay, we all disbanded.
* * *
A little after 7:00 PM, a parade of twelve girls filed into my treatment room. Sensei might be a bit past the age of being called a “girl,” but she looks the part, so I’m not complaining.
They all looked like they had just stepped out of the bath. The contrast between their flushed skin and those thin white one-piece dresses was incredible. It was a shame their shawls hid most of the goods, but since the dresses were cinched at the waist with ribbons, the size of their chests was very easy to see. I couldn’t wait for those shawls to come off.
”Everyone, this is my lady-in-waiting, Jane, and this is the Maid, Corinna. Jane will be handling the waiting area today, so please treat her well,” I announced.
A wave of “Oohs” and “Ahs” followed, topped off with a smattering of applause.
Jane had originally wanted to refuse, worried she’d become a side-show, but we decided she was the best choice. If we had put Corinna on the front lines, the girls would have interrogated her about my love life until she accidentally let something slip. Corinna had huffed that she wasn’t that easy to crack, but she clearly underestimated the interrogation skills of a pack of high school girls on the hunt for gossip.
”Well then, Anma-sama, please begin,” Corinna said. “First is Amano-sama. Please, come inside.”
”Oka—y! Wish me luck!” Amano Kaho chirped.
I led Amano-san and Corinna into the inner treatment room.
”Whoa, a bed? Is this where Anma finally attacks me? You’re such a pervert, Anma. Nacchan is in a total pinch!” Amano-san teased.
”It’s just a shoulder rub. Sit down, hurry up, and take off the shawl,” I said.
”Aw, do I really have to take it off?” she asked.
”Yes.”
”And why is there a mirror right in front of the chair?”
”So you can see for yourself that I’m not doing anything ‘perverted,’” I replied.
Blushing, Amano-san slipped the shawl off her shoulders. The modest shape of her breasts became visible through the fabric of her dress. After having handled so many pairs of boobs directly lately, this was a bit of a downgrade, but I wasn’t about to complain.
I stepped up behind her and placed my hands on her shoulders.
”Starting now.”
”Ahaha! You really wanted to touch my shoulders that badly, didn’t you, Anma? I guess I have no choice. Since you’re such a creep who can’t help himself, I’ll let you have a taste. You better be grateful and rub them gent— mph♡!“
Amano-san had been running her mouth at a mile a minute, but the moment I squeezed, a sharp moan escaped her lips. Startled, she clamped both hands over her mouth. I didn’t stop. As I kept working the muscles, the room filled with the sound of her muffled, ragged breathing.
”A-Anma… you’re not touching anywhere weird, are you? Mmn♡” Amano-san gasped.
”Look in the mirror. You can see exactly what I’m doing,” I told her.
”I… I guess… haah♡… um, I think I’m done… can we stop now?” she pleaded.
”We just started. Now for the tapping,” I said.
”Ah♡! Ah♡! Ah♡! Ah♡! Ah♡! Ah♡! Ah♡!“
”Hey, keep your eyes on the mirror.”
The mirror Jane had left in here yesterday was proving to be a stroke of genius. The girl who had been smirking and teasing me just minutes ago was gone. Her eyes were glazed and wet with tears, and her mouth was hanging half-open, a thin trail of saliva glistening on her lip.
Through the thin fabric of her dress, her n**ples had peaked into hard little points that bounced with every rhythmic strike of my hands.
”Agh♡! Ah♡! Nngh♡! Haa… hah…” Amano-san sobbed.
”Alright, back to the rubbing,” I said.
”Ngh… Anmaaa♡… the others… they can’t hear this, right?” she whispered.
”No. Corinna is using magic to soundproof the room,” I replied.
Corinna gave a silent nod of confirmation. When I finally pulled my hands away, Amano-san spun around, looking like she was on the verge of a breakdown.
”Anma… you have to keep this a secret, okay?” she asked, her voice trembling.
”I don’t know. Should I?” I teased.
”Please! You have to!”
”What exactly am I keeping secret?”
”The fact that… that I made those sounds just from a shoulder rub!” she squeaked.
”Hmm. Is that all?” I asked.
I didn’t break eye contact as I stared pointedly down at her chest, where her n**ples were still straining against her dress. Amano-san realized where I was looking and her face went from red to purple.
”The… the n**ple thing too! Keep that a secret!” she cried, her eyes swimming with tears.
”Alright, alright. I don’t want people thinking I’m the kind of guy who gets off on making girls cry during a massage anyway. Your secret’s safe with me,” I said.
”You promise?! Definitely?!” she asked.
With that, she scrambled to put her shawl back on and practically bolted out the door. I watched her go, wondering if she was actually going to be okay.
”Anma-sama,” Corinna chided, “you really shouldn’t be so mean to them.”
”Yeah, yeah. My bad,” I muttered.
I’d have to try being a little gentler. The door opened again and Koshino Sayuki walked in. The vibe was definitely not friendly.
”Anma. What did you do to Kaho? She just ran out of here with her face on fire and tears in her eyes,” Koshino-san demanded.
”I’m innocent. It was just a shoulder rub and a little bit of tapping. She started teasing me, so I just teased her back a little,” I explained.
”Is that the truth? Corinna-san, is he lying?” Koshino-san asked.
”Well… it’s not a lie, exactly,” Corinna admitted. “But I do think he could stand to be a bit more ‘gentle’ when he teases girls.”
”So Kaho just played herself?” Koshino-san mused, her tension easing slightly. “That sounds like her. She loves to dish it out but she can’t take it when someone pushes back.”
She stood there for a second, weighing her options. Dammit, Amano-san’s little meltdown was making me look like a criminal. I wondered if she’d actually keep her mouth shut.
”Well, I guess I’ll find out for myself. Let’s do this, Anma-kun,” Koshino-san said.
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Summary:
Anma spends a restrictive afternoon giving boring shoulder rubs under Jane’s strict orders. At dinner, the Class President organizes a night massage schedule for the displaced girls. Kaho is the first patient, whose playful teasing backfires when Anma’s massage leaves her moaning and teary-eyed.
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Character Insight:
Amano Kaho’s motives are shown to be classic ‘mesugaki’ bravado; she teases to gain dominance but is emotionally overwhelmed when the physical sensation of the massage bypasses her defenses.
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Behind the Scenes:
The ‘soundproofing magic’ used by Corinna highlights the tactical nature of the harem management in this world, allowing for private suggestive moments despite being in a palace full of people.
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TL Notes:
Notes:
• Jane – A maid with light blue hair. She has an AA-cup breast size and is desperate for breast enhancement.
• Corinna – A maid with black hair wearing a maid outfit. She is described as having very large breasts that bounce when she moves.
• 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.
• Kaho – Female classmate. B-cup breasts. Shortcut hair; 158cm; playful teaser who collapses under counter-teasing.
• Koshino – A summoned chef mentioned as having a lady-in-waiting.
• Sayuki – Female classmate. D-cup breasts. Casual and blunt personality. Has ponytail; 165cm; strong-willed and skeptical of Anma’s intentions.
• Aika – Female classmate. F-cup, light brown hair, loose and fluffy long hair, 163cm. Intensely curious about love stories and naughty things. Usually airheaded.
• Kanna – E-cup bust; low twin-tails; 162cm; prone to being teased and losing her nerve.
• Nishiyama – The homeroom teacher and math instructor. She has a short stature, a womanly body with a large chest, long dark brown hair, and rounded hips, and speaks in a gentle manner. Wears a white dress cinched at the waist. Her Job is Flower Mage.
• Kuroki – A summoned clothier mentioned as having a lady-in-waiting. A scatterbrained girl.
• Souya – Kuroki Souya. A scatterbrained girl. Female classmate. C-cup breasts. Polite and somewhat shy. Has the ability to create clothing.
• Akari – Female classmate. D-cup breasts. Interested in foot and leg massages.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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