Chapter 83 The Fifth Night ④
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Shiihara-san was the next to arrive. The moment she realized Corinna-chan¹ wasn’t in the room, her face fell into a mask of pure despair. I managed to fix it by dragging Corinna back from the washroom where she’d been dawdling, which seemed to do the trick.
I’m glad I hadn’t started the oil massage yet.
She seems to be getting more comfortable compared to the first day, but being stuck in a room with just me and Stella-san (who she was meeting for the first time) was clearly too much for her social anxiety. That said, after a bit of chatting, Stella-san seemed to have secured the “kind older sister” role. At this rate, they’ll be chatting like old friends by tomorrow. It’s a far cry from my relationship with her; she still looks at me like I’m a total stranger.
”I wonder if it’s because I keep letting Corinna do all the talking,” I muttered to myself. But hey, I bombed the first impression so hard there’s not much else I can do. I’ll just wait for her to warm up at her own pace.
And then, after Shiihara-san left, this one showed up.
”Alright, Anma². I’m here for the oil massage,” Koshino said, her tone dripping with challenge.
”Yeah, yeah. You were totally chickening out yesterday, but I guess you finally plucked up the courage today?” I teased.
”I wasn’t ‘chickening out.’ Don’t say weird things,” Koshino snapped, her cheeks flushing.
It was Koshino. Despite her denial, she had absolutely been wavering.
”Souya-chan acted a little strange after hers, but Kanna and Miharu-san were perfectly fine, so I’ll be fine too. I can handle it,” she declared, puffing out her chest in a way that was impossible to ignore.
I didn’t know where that confidence was coming from, but based on what I’d heard from Jane and the others, I figured Koshino was more in Kuroki-san’s camp of “high-sensitivity types.” So I had my doubts about her “handling” it.
Still, I led her to the bathroom and began the oil massage. A few minutes later…
”Ah… Anma! No more, I can’t take it! You’re missing the most sensitive spot—don’t tell me you’re that inexperienced?” she gasped, her voice trembling with feigned innocence.
Talk about an instant-loss trope. The moment I finished working on her arms, legs, and stomach, she adjusted her position in a way that left little to the imagination. She spun around, her movements deliberate, and ended up in a position that was… inconveniently close.
”Why aren’t you… why aren’t you finishing the massage?” she whispered, her breath hot against my ear.
She started shifting her weight, her hips pressing against me in a way that was hard to ignore. “Don’t move so much,” I warned, my voice steady despite the chaos of my thoughts.
”If you won’t do it, I’ll just have to… release my tension. Since you’re already worked up, it’s okay if I just take what I want, right? You want to help too, don’t you, Anma?” Koshino asked, her lips brushing my ear.
”No, I’ll finish the massage. Just calm down,” I said, though my hands were already moving of their own accord.
I started working on her upper body, my fingers brushing against skin that felt like it was on fire. I wondered if she was still in the middle of a growth spurt—her reactions were off the charts. I felt like she’d hit her limit if I so much as grazed her most sensitive areas, so I tried to avoid them. But with her hips pressing against me with every squeeze, the situation was becoming a problem for my self-control.
”Yes… just like that. Keep going… Do you… do you want to help me release down there too? Please? Look… I’m so tense I can’t stop leaking,” she moaned, her words laced with double meaning.
Before I could process her words, she adjusted her position again, her movements deliberate. She stretched, her body arching in a way that left nothing to the imagination. She was indeed tense, and her reactions were screaming for attention. Was she seriously showing me this right after grinding against me? If I’d actually jumped to conclusions, she wouldn’t have had any right to complain.
Then again, she clearly wasn’t in her right mind.
”Does Anma like hair? Or do you like it smooth?” she asked, her voice low.
”I guess I prefer it hairless… a Brazilian⁴ look, maybe?” I replied, playing along.
”Then… you can massage me there too… and turn me into the smooth girl you like,” she whispered, her eyes locking onto mine.
With that bizarre “permission” granted, I laid Koshino on her back and pulled her legs into a position that left her completely exposed. Just for the hell of it, I told her to give me double peace signs. She did it with gusto, her face flushed but not quite pulling a full ahegao⁶. The sight of her melting with her legs spread wide was… something else. If I had a camera, I’d be taking a picture right now.
”Alright, here I go,” I said, my voice steady despite the storm in my mind.
I placed my hand over her, my fingers brushing against skin that felt like silk. I was bound to hit her most sensitive spot, but it couldn’t be helped.
”Agh! I’m—! I’m losing it! Ah! No! Anma! Stop! It’s too much!” Koshino screamed, her body arching off the table.
Her reactions were off the charts—her most sensitive spot was apparently her ultimate weak point.
”Make it stop… I’m still going off… Ah! Something’s coming out! It’s coming! I said stop it!” she cried out, her voice breaking.
”Alright, we’re done,” I said, pulling back.
She let out several wet bursts as she reached her peak. The hair removal was probably done anyway, so I figured that was a good place to call it. I moved behind her while she lay there, legs still sprawled out, and pulled her up into my lap to start working on her upper body again. Small moans escaped her lips. Part of it was just to keep my hands busy, but I realized I hadn’t used the Breast Enhancement Massage⁷ yet, so I figured I’d sneak it in while she was dazed.
I hoped to finish while she was still out of it, but she snapped back to reality faster than expected. She covered her face with her hands, letting out a heavy sigh.
”…I’ve turned into a total mess. I can’t believe I said those things… we’re not even dating,” she muttered, her voice laced with embarrassment.
I thought the same thing, but I kept my mouth shut. Saying it out loud was a one-way ticket to getting punched. But apparently, my silence was just as annoying, because she slapped my arm.
”How long are you going to keep massaging my shoulders? I’m awake now, so stop!” she snapped.
The post-release clarity had hit her like a truck.
”Oh, come on. You were the one begging me to focus on your upper body earlier. It feels good, doesn’t it?” I asked, my voice teasing.
”It feels good, but that’s not the point! Stop acting like such a creep!” she replied, her cheeks flushing.
”But isn’t it more disrespectful to do nothing when a cute girl is tense in front of me?” I teased, my hands never stopping.
”…Ugh! Just—! Argh! Creep! Creep! CREEP!” she yelled, her insults lacking any real heat.
She hurled insults at me, but she didn’t push my hands away, so I kept at it. While the bathroom was filled with only her muffled gasps, I was just about ready to trigger the enhancement. Koshino let out another long sigh.
”Hey, Anma. You’re using some kind of weird skill, aren’t you?” she asked, her voice curious.
”Eh? Why do you say that?”
”Why am I so worked up while you’re massaging me? It’s not normal. I’ve been having these… little peaks of release over and over, yet I feel totally at ease,” she said.
”Oh, that. It’s probably the High-Level Massage⁸ skill. It just makes people unwind when I work on them,” I explained.
”Besides, I felt totally spent after letting go like that, but now I’m starting to feel… weird again. Is that your skill too?” Koshino asked, her voice low.
”Aren’t you just getting tense because I’m massaging your shoulders? Maybe you’re just a naturally high-strung person, Koshino,” I said, my voice smooth.
”Shut up, you creep,” she muttered, her cheeks still flushed.
She wasn’t entirely wrong—the skill was definitely fanning the flames—but she didn’t need to be so mean about it. Anyway, I’d reached the limit, so I triggered the Breast Enhancement Massage.
”Ah! Nnn… Wait, don’t just flick my shoulders out of nowhere!” she gasped, her voice breaking.
”But it felt good, right?” I asked, my voice teasing.
”Stop the harassment, you creep!” she cried, her protests weak.
And so, Koshino’s tension was successfully released. Since the hair removal was also done, I decided to call it a night. I helped her get dressed and we headed back to the treatment room.
”Ah, if you ever feel like getting worked up again, just let me know. I’ll massage your shoulders anytime. Don’t be shy,” I said, my voice smooth.
”I knew it, you really are a creep. Actually, even though I had a massage, I feel like my body is a bit heavy,” Koshino noted, her voice tired.
”You’re probably just exhausted from unwinding that much. Get some sleep. The massage has a sedative effect, so you should sleep like a log,” I replied.
Part of her might be physically heavier now, but let’s just blame it on the fatigue. With that, I saw Koshino out, her cheeks still flushed and her steps unsteady.
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Author:
Koshino: “It is 100% Anma’s fault that I keep getting horny!”
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Summary:
Anma finishes a socially awkward session with Shiihara-san thanks to Corinna’s presence. Koshino enters with high confidence but immediately succumbs to Anma’s massage skills, leading to an intense and explicit encounter. After the session, Koshino regains her composure but remains flustered by the experience.
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Trivia:
- Anma is using High-Level Massage and Breast Enhancement Massage skills.
- Shiihara-san is socially anxious and barely speaks to Anma.
- Corinna-chan acts as a buffer for Shiihara-san.
- Koshino’s personality shift is due to the massage lowering her inhibitions.
- The ‘heavy’ feeling Koshino feels at the end is likely a literal weight increase from the breast enhancement skill
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Character Insight:
Koshino shows a major contrast between her arrogant public persona and her vulnerable, highly reactive state during the massage. Anma continues to grapple with the ethical line of his powerful skills.
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Behind the Scenes:
The ‘instant-loss two-panel’ (即落ち２コマ) is a specific Japanese manga trope where a character’s bold claim is immediately contradicted in the next frame.
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TL Notes:
Notes:
• Corinna – A maid with black hair wearing a maid outfit. She is described as having very large breasts that bounce when she moves.
• 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.
• Koshino – A summoned chef mentioned as having a lady-in-waiting.
• Miharu – E-cup, shoulder-length brown hair, 157cm. Relaxed atmosphere.
• Kanna – E-cup bust; low twin-tails; 162cm; prone to being teased and losing her nerve.
• Souya – Kuroki Souya. A scatterbrained girl. Female classmate. Petite body and C-cup breasts. Polite and somewhat shy. Has the ability to create clothing.
• Kuroki – Kuroki Souya. A scatterbrained girl. Female classmate. Petite body and C-cup breasts. Polite and somewhat shy. Has the ability to create clothing.
• 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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