Chapter 81 The Fifth Night ②
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”Good evening, Anma-kun¹. I’m here for my massage,” Owa Kumi said.
The first person through the door was-of all people-the Class President. I’d half-expected her to be the final client of the night and just stay over again, but apparently, the schedule had shifted.
I took the shawl from her shoulders, handed it to Stella-san², and escorted her to the bed. She wasn’t wearing a swimsuit tonight; the subtle swell of her n**ipss immediately caught my eye. Wait, is the night-wear still not finished? I suppose if she isn’t wearing it, the seamstresses must still be working on it.
As we sat side-by-side on the edge of the bed, I decided to satisfy my curiosity.
”You were the last one yesterday, but not tonight. I figured you’d be the ‘grand finale’ again and just spend the night here,” I said.
”That was the plan,” Owa Kumi replied with a heavy sigh. “But it didn’t work out.”
I wondered what could have gone wrong.
”Sensei told me she wanted to personally verify that everyone had headed back before she retired for the night. So now, Sensei has claimed the final slot for herself,” Owa Kumi explained.
”Ah, I see. Well, what’s the plan for you then, Class President? Should we just get started now?” I asked.
I reached out, teasing her n**ipss with light, playful pokes. I couldn’t help but enjoy the way her breasts jiggled with every little touch.
”Stop it!♡ My breasts aren’t toys, you know!♡” Owa Kumi cried. She tried to sound indignant, but her voice was far too syrupy-sweet to carry any real sting. She was completely smitten.
Before I could get too carried away, she caught my hands in hers, putting a stop to the teasing. Figures.
”I have to go back to the others after this, so no lewd business, okay?♡” she warned.
”My bad, my bad. So, what do you want to do?” I asked.
If she intended to break our morning promise, I might have to resort to my “ultimate weapon”-kneading those breasts until she melted into a puddle of compliance, forced to stay the night by sheer bliss.
As I sat there staring at her chest with those thoughts swirling, she shot me a suspicious look. “Are you thinking about something perverted…?” Owa Kumi asked. Even as she questioned me, she gave her answer as if it had been decided from the start.
”I was thinking… maybe I could come back later, after I return to the rooms? It’ll have to be a secret so the others don’t find out, though,” she whispered.
”Oh? Yeah, that works. I’ll be waiting for you,” I said.
Hell yeah. If she’s coming back later, there’s no issue. The only risk is her getting caught, but the Class President is usually pretty sharp.
”So, what about right now? Should I just give your shoulders a rub?” I asked.
”Yes, please… After all, that is what a shoulder-massage session is for,” she replied, giggling. I chuckled back and moved around to sit behind her.
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”Alright, I’ll head back for now. I’ll try to sneak back once Sensei is finished with her massage… actually, no. I’ll wait until it’s late enough that no one will see me moving through the halls, so I probably won’t be back for a while,” Owa Kumi said as she stood up.
”Got it. I’ll be here,” I replied.
The quick massage finished, Owa Kumi stood up and took her shawl from Stella-san. She paused, looking at Stella-san with a puzzled expression.
”Um… you’re the maid who’s always with the Princess, right? Why are you here?” Owa Kumi asked.
Ah, right. The Class President recognized her. Seeing a personal attendant of the Princess in a maid uniform at my place would definitely raise some eyebrows.
”We realized during yesterday’s session that it was too much for Corinna to keep running back and forth between the baths and here. So, Stella-san stepped in as a substitute,” I explained.
”Yes. Please forgive the late introduction,” Stella-san said, bowing gracefully. “I am the maid Stella, ordered by Her Highness the Princess to assist Anma-sama³. It is a pleasure to meet you, Owa-sama⁴.”
”Ah, right. I’m Owa Kumi. Nice to meet you too,” she replied.
It was quite the view: two beauties with impressive chests bowing to one another. Long black hair and pink tresses cascaded over their shoulders. From my vantage point at the side, however, it was the jutting curves of their breasts that stole the show. Truly a magnificent sight.
The Class President looked up, suddenly appearing flustered. “A-Ah! Wait!”
”Yes? What is it?” I asked.
”Umm, well… Stella-san, do you… do you know about the relationship between Anma-kun and Jane and the others?” Owa Kumi asked.
Where is she going with this? Stella-san tilted her head slightly, keeping her polite smile intact.
”Relationship? If you mean their pseudo-master-servant dynamic… well, given that Jane and the others serve Her Highness the Princess directly, the hierarchy with Anma-sama is indeed a bit complicated to define—” Stella-san began.
”No, no! Not that kind of relationship!” Owa Kumi interrupted.
”Then… what kind do you mean?” Stella-san asked.
”I mean, to put it bluntly… a-a s*xual relationship…” Owa Kumi stammered.
”Oh, you were joking. Hehe. You mean their intimate connection? Yes, I am well aware. I am usually present when Jane gives her reports to Her Highness, after all,” Stella-san replied.
So it was common knowledge…
Wait, so my s*x life with Jane and the others is just regular gossip for the Princess’s inner circle? That’s actually pretty embarrassing.
”I-I see. Well, about that… since you’re Anma-kun’s maid now, I was wondering if… well, if maybe you and he were ‘like that’ too, Stella-san,” Owa Kumi said.
”Excuse me?” Stella-san asked.
Stella-san and I spoke at the exact same time. Our eyes met, and I saw a faint blush creep onto her cheeks. Why the hell was the Class President even entertaining that thought?
As we both stood there confused, she doubled down.
”Well, Jane and the others said that as soon as they were assigned to Anma-kun, he… well, he ‘had’ them almost immediately…” Owa Kumi said.
What exactly did Jane tell her?! She’s making me sound like some kind of predator who pounces on every maid in sight. Okay, fine—taking a woman’s virginity within hours of meeting her is a bit “out there,” but still…
”Hehe. I haven’t even received a massage from him yet,” Stella-san said gently. “So I am hardly in a position to receive Anma-sama’s favors just yet.”
”And for the record,” I added, “I haven’t laid a finger on Stella-san. I swear.”
The Class President shot me a look of pure skepticism before nodding toward Stella-san. Seriously? Is my credit rating with her that low?
I took a mental tally. Since coming to this world, I’d rubbed the breasts of the Princess, Alisha, Jane, Corinna, Sara, Flora, and Ena-that’s seven women. I’d gone all the way with Jane and Corinna. Then there was Sensei, Owa Kumi, Koshino, Kuroki, Kitabayashi, Midorikawa, and Kusano. And I’d slept with Owa Kumi. That was the score as of Day Five. And the night wasn’t even over.
Yeah, okay. Maybe I don’t have a leg to stand on here. But Class President shouldn’t know about most of those. She only knows about herself, Jane, and Corinna. So, shouldn’t I be presumed innocent?
”You’re making that face again—the ‘why is everyone picking on me’ face,” Owa Kumi teased. “But you’ve clearly done something to Sensei and Souya. You can’t fool me.”
Tsk. I guess I couldn’t hide the vibe coming off those two. They’d been acting pretty “off” during dinner, after all.
”Anyway, I’m just glad. I’m glad a beauty like Stella-san doesn’t have that kind of relationship with Anma-kun yet,” Owa Kumi said.
”Hehe, thank you for the compliment. You are very beautiful yourself, Owa-sama. Besides, even without me, Jane and Corinna are quite lovely,” Stella-san replied.
”I’m nothing special. Jane and the others are definitely pretty, but Stella-san… well, you have this aura. I feel like a man could get completely lost in you,” Owa Kumi remarked.
I wasn’t sure what she meant by that, though Stella-san was certainly a knockout. Stella-san herself just got a distant look in her eyes. I wondered what she was thinking about.
”Well, now that I know there’s nothing going on with Stella-san, I’ll head out. Anma-kun, I’ll be back later,” Owa Kumi said.
”Yeah. See ya,” I replied.
With a light wave, the Class President left. I let out a long breath.
”Good work, Anma-sama. I assume we won’t be needing the cleaning magic just yet?” Stella-san asked.
”Yeah, we’re good. Thanks for your help, Stella-san,” I said.
”Oh, I didn’t do anything,” she replied.
She gave me a warm, gentle smile. There was something so incredibly nurturing about her-it made me want to just lean into her and be pampered. Maybe that was the “getting lost in her” vibe Owa Kumi mentioned.
Just then, the door swung open and Kuroki marched straight up to me. I guess she was next. She closed the door and approached me, her face flushed as she looked me in the eye.
”A-Anma-kun… I… I want you to make me feel good!” Kuroki cried.
I saw Stella-san press a hand to her mouth. “Oh my.”
Talk about a gift-wrapped invitation. I wondered if she meant that in a s*xual way, or if she was just talking about a really intense massage. Either way, I guess it was time to find out.
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Author:
Stella: “O-Oh my! This is definitely that kind of situation, isn’t it?! I get to watch, right?!”
Jane: “Stella, stay.”
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Summary:
Owa Kumi (Class President) arrives for a massage and reveals she can no longer stay over officially because Sensei is monitoring the exits. She and Anma agree to have a secret meeting later. Stella-san is introduced to the Class President, leading to a discussion about Anma’s s*xual history with the maids before Kuroki enters with a bold request.
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Trivia:
- Sensei is now the ‘last person’ in the massage rotation to ensure everyone leaves.
- Owa Kumi is suspicious of Anma’s relationship with Sensei and Souya.
- Stella-san is a ‘pinch-hitter’ for Corinna.
- Jane reports Anma’s s*xual activities to the Princess regularly.
- Anma has already interacted with 14 different women by Day 5
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Character Insight:
Owa Kumi shows a mix of jealousy and pragmatism, willing to sneak out at night. Stella-san displays a calm, observant nature that even the Class President finds intimidatingly ‘nurturing’.
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Behind the Scenes:
The ‘gift-wrapped invitation’ is a localization of the Japanese idiom ‘a duck coming with a green onion’ (kamo ga negi wo seotte kuru).
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TL Notes:
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.
• Stella – General manager of health-related affairs. She has F-cup breasts and is described as shy around men. A high-ranking lady’s maid with pink hair and a neat atmosphere who disguises herself in a standard maid uniform.
• 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.
• Koshino – A summoned chef mentioned as having a lady-in-waiting.
• Alisha – A maid serving the Princess. She has red hair and a well-endowed chest. She is highly protective and skilled enough to easily restrain an average man.
• Kuroki – Kuroki Souya. A scatterbrained girl. Female classmate. Petite body and C-cup breasts. Polite and somewhat shy. Has the ability to create clothing.
• Kusano – Kusano Miharu. E-cup, shoulder-length brown hair, 157cm. Relaxed atmosphere.
• Flora – A girl with black hair and a short stature. Granddaughter of a previous generation Hero. She has high stats and large breasts (larger than Alisha).
• Sara – Responsible for coordinating with the cook. She has C-cup breasts. Hair color: pink
• Ena – A handmaiden with a C-cup breast size, medium brown hair, and an earnest expression, often blushing or showing clumsy moments. She has a strong, gutsy build and wears practical handmaiden attire.
• Souya – Kuroki Souya. A scatterbrained girl. Female classmate. Petite body and C-cup breasts. Polite and somewhat shy. Has the ability to create clothing.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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