Chapter 50 The Third Night Massage ③
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”Anyway, Kanna-san’s here! Take good care of her, Anma-kun.”
”Yeah, looking forward to it.”
Today’s fourth client is Midorikawa-san, the class president who said “anything goes.” Wait, did she really?
”I’ll say it now—’anything’ is not okay.”
”Oh, it’s not?”
”Obviously not! This is a serious chastity crisis!”
”Joking, joking. I don’t do weird stuff to anyone who doesn’t want it.”
”Wait, does that mean you’ve done something with someone who did consent?”
”Haha, no comment.”
”Ooh, grown-up move. Well, if you’ve got someone else, no need to hit on me, right?”
”Nah, nah—if Midorikawa-san gives the okay, I’d happily take you up on it. So… can I?”
”No way!”
Too bad I can’t have my way with this busty babe just yet—it’s only day one. Better play it slow.
”So, what’s on the menu today? Hips? Shoulders?”
”Shoulders, please. Hips are a bit much.”
”Got it. Though Kuroki-san went for hips, apparently.”
”That girl’s totally getting played by Akari. Don’t go too hard on her, okay?”
”I won’t, I won’t.”
”Promise? If you’re gonna get rough, ask Akari—she’d love it.”
Is Sasaki-san a secret masochist? Nah, no plans for rough stuff anyway.
Shoulders it is for Midorikawa-san. I’ll savor the jiggle of those top-three (or four?) class tits. Time to start rubbing.
”Wow, a shoulder massage feels great.”
”Glad you’re enjoying it.”
”Knots gone, totally relaxed, sleeping like a baby tonight—perfection. Haaah, so good…”
Her chilling out like this? Kinda satisfying.
”Alright, onto shoulder pounding. Brace yourself.”
”Eh? That intense?”
”Once you try it, no going back to regular Midorikawa-san.”
”You’re bad news.”
”Teacher, class prez, and Kitabayashi-san all loved it. Koshino was like, ‘I won’t lose to some shoulder pounding’—weird flex.”
”What battle is Sayuki even fighting? Sounds fun—hit me.”
”Ah♡ Ah♡ Ah♡ Ah♡ Ha♡ Fuu♡ Oh man, feels amazing♡ But even I’m embarrassed.”
Panting with her tits bouncing ponyoponyo, but she’s holding it together. Classic Midorikawa-san—queen of awkward spots. Boob wobbles? NBD.
”But you’re always getting teased, so you’re used to this, right?”
”Teased? What do you mean? No one’s doing that to me.”
”Ah, sorry—always landing in embarrassing jams, so you’re a pro.”
”Watch your wording!”
”But you act shy, yet handle it fine. Gotta be used to it.”
”That’s rude. Well… yeah, embarrassing stuff doesn’t faze me anymore.”
”Thought so. Like Kitabayashi-san—honest ‘feels good’ is way better. Keep it coming.”
”Ah, the first two wouldn’t admit it straight-up. Blame this mirror. Vague tingles are one thing, but seeing your own face? Instant self-conscious mode.”
”Good point. Left it for reassurance—no funny business.”
”If embarrassment’s not the goal, stash it. But… yeah, it felt insanely good—not like regular pounding. Seeing myself was kinda comforting.”
I’d rather admire those front-row bounces, but I keep that thought to myself.
”Next time, I’ll ask what they prefer. It varies from person to person, right?”
”Smart. Well, I’m out.”
She grabs her shawl and starts to leave, but I notice she’s not wearing it properly. That’s exactly why she always gets ribbed.
”Hold up, Midorikawa-san. Put your shawl on properly, or you’re not going anywhere.”
”Huh? Why? I’m toasty—I don’t need it.”
But her nipples are rock hard, and if she walks out like that, she’ll get roasted again. Pointing it out would be awkward, so I hope Corinna steps in. I glance over—she nods.
”Excuse me, Midorikawa-sama.”
”Yeah? Corinna-san?”
”Can I borrow your ear for a moment?”
Corinna whispers something, and Midorikawa-san’s face turns bright red. She hadn’t noticed at all.
”…Thanks. You saved me.”
Flustered, she adjusts her shawl and leaves, though she’ll probably still get teased.
”Anma-kun, good work. Tonight’s all yours too.”
”You too, Sensei.”
I move straight to the shoulder rub, no more fussing over seats.
”By the way, Sensei—that front mirror? Should I move it? So you know I’m not perving.”
”I don’t think you’re perving. I don’t really care either way—do what you want.”
”Cool, I’ll leave it.”
My goddess gives her approval. Permission granted.
”Day three of massages—how are you feeling?”
”Relaxing as ever. Nn. More than just chilling alone. I’ve been craving this since dinner.”
”Happy to hear it.”
Sensei with perky nips is just adorable.
”Time for some shoulder pounding.”
”Y-Yes♡ Please.”
”Feel good, Sensei?”
”Ah♡ Ah♡ Feels g-good♡ But so embarrassing♡ My boobs are shaking♡ Ahn♡ Being watched… it’s mortifying♡”
Mirror-shame hits her hard—she’s flushed, her nipples up, her tits swaying.
”Is the mirror too much?”
”Sorry♡ Naa♡ I said you could do what you want♡ I’m just embarrassed, sorry♡”
”Nah, a shy Sensei is cute. I love seeing it.”
”Ah♡ Called cute♡ That’s way more embarrassing♡”
”But doesn’t it feel good when I look at your shy spots?”
”Ahn♡ N-no way♡ Can’t say I enjoy being watched♡”
”If you don’t give feedback, I won’t know if it’s working.”
”B-but♡ Too shy♡ I can’t♡”
”Then it doesn’t feel good. Should I skip the pounding tomorrow?”
”Noo♡ Don’t♡ It feels good♡ I admit it♡”
Score! I ignore Corinna’s death glare.
”Good. You love me seeing your embarrassing side.”
”Aahn♡ Yes♡ Me♡ Seeing my shame by Anma-kun♡ It feels good♡”
”Shame turns you on.”
”Yes♡ Shame♡ It feels good♡”
Jackpot. I go back to rubbing, chatting as I work.
”From now on, daily boob shakes, shame, pleasure. I’ll watch.”
”Yes♡ Please♡”
”But no showing off to others. This is our secret.”
”Nn♡ Our secret…♡ Got it.”
”Wrap-up time. Tomorrow too.”
”Yes, can’t wait.”
I help her wrap up her shawl and send her off.
Sensei is honest now—perfect win. Tomorrow’s gonna rock.
”Anma-sama, that’s not cool. Twisting kinks like that? That’s bad.”
Corinna-sensei stomps over, clearly angry.
”Corinna, come here.”
”What? Ah, hau♡”
I hug her and pat her head. She quivers, melting into my arms. I sit on the bed and pull her onto my lap.
”Do you hate this side of me?”
”I don’t hate♡ Uu, no more pats♡ Nn♡ I’m cumming♡”
”Fine then. I’ll make sure Sensei is happy, just like you.”
”Muu♡ Head pats don’t fix it♡ Jane-sama will chew you out later…♡”
She’s cute even when she melts like this. As I pet her, I’m interrupted.
”Um… Ruri, is this too soon…?”
Crap—Shiihara-san is here.
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Author:
Midorikawa: (Ugh, face burning—def red. Tease bait…)
Amano, Koshino, Kitabayashi: (If I was like that… hard to roast…)
Midorikawa: (Eh? No roast?)
Owa: (Plan worked) smirk
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Summary:
Anma-kun continues his massage sessions in the royal palace, focusing on Midorikawa-san and then the teacher. The atmosphere remains playful and slightly risqué, with teasing, embarrassment, and growing intimacy. Corinna-sensei grows concerned about Anma-kun’s influence, while Shiihara-san makes a late entrance.
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Character Insight:
Anma-kun grows more confident in his interactions, balancing teasing with genuine care. Midorikawa-san handles embarrassment with humor, while the teacher becomes increasingly honest about her pleasure. Corinna-sensei’s protective instincts clash with her own reactions.
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Behind the Scenes:
The chapter leans into classic light novel tropes—playful teasing, tsundere reactions, and intimate moments. The mirror serves as both a plot device and a symbol of self-consciousness.
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TL Notes:
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Notes:
• Kanna – E-cup bust; low twin-tails; 162cm; prone to being teased and losing her nerve.
• Kuroki – A summoned clothier mentioned as having a lady-in-waiting. A scatterbrained girl.
• Akari – Female classmate. D-cup breasts. Interested in foot and leg massages.
• 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.
• Corinna – A maid with black hair wearing a maid outfit. She is described as having very large breasts that bounce when she moves.
• Jane – A maid with light blue hair. She has an AA-cup breast size and is desperate for breast enhancement.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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