Chapter 84 The Fifth Night ⑤
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
The fifth girl to arrive was Sasaki-san. Since she had already finished her oil massage earlier in the evening, she was only here for a shoulder rub. Or rather, this girl had done nothing but come back for shoulder rubs for two days straight since her oil session. I haven’t even let her reach her peak once, yet she doesn’t seem to be losing her mind like Kuroki-san or Koshino. Maybe it’s the difference in their Jobs¹? Or maybe those two are just exceptionally weak-willed. Then again, if I say that, what does it say about Sensei? She’s supposed to be a Jobmagic user, but she’s pretty “easy” too.
Not that Sasaki-san wasn’t feeling anything. She let out some pretty scandalous moans while I worked on her, and by the time I finished, her face was flushed and her n**ipss were straining against her top.
”Ah, I let such an indecent voice slip…” Sasaki-san whispered. “I suppose now Anma-san will use it to blackmail me and have his way with me… and then, just like a bitch, I’ll be turned into Anma-san’s little pet…”
She cast a heat-filled gaze my way as she spoke, but since she hadn’t actually tried to jump me like those other two, I just ignored it. If I made a move without a clear invite, Stella-san would get the wrong idea, and Corinna would definitely chew me out. When I called it a wrap, she started trembling.
”So it’s teasing play…! Ah, I’m being broken in by Anma-san…!” she muttered.
Man, she’s invincible in her own head. It wasn’t so much “teasing play” as it was me just waiting for her to move. Honestly, it’d be a lot easier if she just told me to rub her tits. For someone who lets her fantasies run that wild, she’s surprisingly tight-lipped about what she actually wants. I guess being forced is her fetish, so begging for it would be a “misinterpretation” of her own fantasy. That only makes me want to make her beg even more, though. Because she’s going off the rails in her head, she stays surprisingly composed in reality. I wonder how long she can keep that up.
The next one, Sakura-san, just got her shoulders rubbed and left without any drama, just like always. It’s way better than having weird shit said to me, honestly. I don’t think she’s oblivious to what’s happening with Sensei or Kuroki-san; she’s probably just choosing to look the other way. I don’t know what she gains from it, but there’s a good chance she’s just enjoying the show.
The seventh person after Sakura-san was Kusano-san. Since I’d finished her oil massage yesterday, I was curious what she’d ask for today, but she just wanted a standard shoulder rub. She wasn’t losing it like Kuroki-san or Koshino, nor was she lost in a fantasy world like Sasaki-san. Is she just unaffected? I tried to probe a bit while I worked on her.
”Kusano-san, how are you feeling? Everything okay with your body?” I asked.
”My condition? Thanks to you, I’ve been sleeping soundly, and the stiffness in my shoulders is gone. I feel quite well,” Kusano-san replied.
She said it so nonchalantly, it was like she’d never known a moment of stress. She seemed completely unbothered by the “side effects” that were turning everyone else into horn-dogs.
”Glad to hear it. No issues with… any side effects?” I pressed.
”Oh, so that is what you were worried about. It’s a bit tingly, I suppose, but nothing worth noting. No problems at all,” she said.
No problems, she says~desuwa. What’s with the massive gap in how this affects people? Does she have a higher mana pool or something? Well, I can’t exactly ask. That gets into Job secrets. During the shoulder drumming, she let out some soft moans as her breasts swayed jiggle-jiggle, just like on day one, but there wasn’t any strange reaction. She just said, “Well then, excuse me,” and headed out. Maybe it’s just a difference in mental fortitude.
The eighth person was Haneda. Between hand massages and skipping the drumming, she has the lowest usage rate of anyone in class.
”Anything special you want today?” I asked.
”I was thinking… maybe an oil massage today,” Haneda said.
Oh, really? Yesterday she was all, “If a shoulder rub works, that’s enough,” so I figured we were done with the oil. Well, I’m not complaining. Heh… I’m gonna make her so slick she’ll slide right off the chair…
”Alright, let’s head to the bath then,” I suggested.
”No. Can we do it here?” Haneda asked.
”Wait, here?”
”Yeah. If it’s just my legs, arms, and armpits, I can just roll up my skirt, right?”
Hmm. I guess if she hikes up the skirt, I can get to her legs. She’s in a sleeveless one-piece, so arms are easy. I can do the pits if she pulls the dress down a bit, but that would probably mean baring her stomach too. Haneda was still wearing her shawl, so I couldn’t really see her chest. I assumed she had something on underneath.
”I gotta ask-you’re wearing a swimsuit under that, right?” I asked.
”Duh. I’m not some exhibitionist,” Haneda snapped.
Ouch. If she’s putting it like that, then Kuroki-san and Koshino are basically total sluts.
”You won’t be able to shower after, you know,” I reminded her.
”I know. Can I at least have a wet towel?”
”Yeah, I can manage that.”
Stella-san gave me a nod, so I guess we were good to go. I took her shawl and had her sit on the edge of the chair to start. She rolled up her skirt, showing off her legs. Just like the others, she’d clearly groomed herself before coming. Not a single stray hair in sight.
”Bit late to ask, but how’s it feel, hiking your skirt up to show me your legs?” I teased.
”Don’t ask me that! You think I want to be doing something this shameful?” Haneda huffed.
Looking up from her skirt, I could see Haneda was definitely blushing. So she is embarrassed. Having a guy from your class sit right in front of your groin and smear oil all over your thighs… yeah, that’s normally pretty awkward. I spread the oil in my palms and started working it into her inner right thigh.
”Ngh… mm…”
She was trying to swallow her moans, but it’s just me and Stella-san here, so I don’t know why she’s holding back. I kept at it, massaging all the way down to her toes. As I looked up to move to the left leg, I noticed something. A dark stain was spreading across the crotch of her swimsuit. I knew I hadn’t messed up and spilled oil there. I looked up further and met Haneda’s eyes. She looked like she was on the verge of tears.
”Don’t… don’t say anything. Just pretend you didn’t notice…” Haneda whispered.
I wanted to tease her a bit, but the vibe was so heavy-like she really might burst into tears-that I decided to grant her request. We’re friends, after all.
”Left leg next,” I said.
”Yeah… thanks,” she replied.
So I kept pretending I was oblivious while I moved on. I tried, really. But when I finished the left leg and looked up again, it wasn’t just a slight change in color anymore. The crotch of her swimsuit was visibly, undeniably soaked from the inside out. There was no way I could act like nothing happened now. After a second of panic, I reached out with my oil-slicked hand and touched the fabric.
”Ah! ♡ Wait, Anma, what are you doing!?” Haneda cried.
”Ah, my bad. My hand slipped. I got oil all over your swimsuit… sorry about that,” I lied.
”The swimsuit got- ah. …mu, nuuu.”
She went through a whole marathon of expressions-shock, anger, then shock again-before finally falling into a dead silence. She’d realized what I’d done. By “accidentally” touching her there, I’d given her a perfect excuse for why she was wet. She looked like she was caught in a whirlwind of anger at being touched and gratitude for the cover story. I stood up to break the tension.
”Legs are done. We should probably wipe the oil off, but… you want me to do it?” I asked.
”Don’t you dare, Anma! You’ll just ‘slip’ and hit somewhere weird again. …Um, Maid-san, could you help me?” Haneda asked.
”Yes, certainly,” Stella-san replied.
Good grief. I try to be a nice guy and I get shot down instantly. I’m hurt, Haneda. Really.
Once Stella-san was done, I took Haneda’s arm and started kneading the oil in. Unlike the leg part, I could see her face the whole time now, and man, it was red. We were just doing an arm massage; I didn’t think there was anything to be that worked up about.
”Hey, customer. You gotta relax a little,” I said.
”…What’s with the voice? I’m fine. I’m totally fine…” Haneda muttered.
She was practically chanting it to herself. Guess the casual approach wasn’t working.
”Whatever. If you’re good, I’m moving to the armpits. I’m gonna have to pull the top down a bit,” I said.
”U-um… okay. I’m trusting you, alright?”
Trusting me with what, exactly? Since I had the green light, I slipped the shoulder strap off. As the top of the swimsuit came down, I saw it-the fabric was poking out in two very distinct, very firm little peaks. Ah. Right. She’s the sensitive type. That’s why she’s been dying of embarrassment this whole time.
”I-I’m really… trusting you…” Haneda’s voice was shaking.
No matter how much she “trusts” me, I can’t think of a way to explain that away. I just had to keep playing dumb. I thought about teasing her, but seeing her face that red and her eyes that watery… I couldn’t bring myself to be a d**k about it. I acted like I didn’t see a thing and just massaged around her armpits. Once I’d given them a good rub, I called it.
”And we’re done. Good work,” I said.
”Th-thank you,” Haneda whispered.
She grabbed the towel from Stella-san and bolted out of there. I guess having me see her rock-hard n**ipss was just too much for her to handle.
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Author:
Sakura: (I can’t say a word… The Princess gave me a real talking-to after I blabbed to Anma-san the other day…)
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Summary:
Anma continues his night massage sessions for his classmates. Sasaki indulges in her submission fantasies, while Kusano remains unusually unaffected by the suggestive nature of the massage. Finally, the tomboyish Haneda requests an oil massage but suffers extreme embarrassment when she becomes physically aroused, leading Anma to lie about an oil spill to cover for her.
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Trivia:
- Sasaki has been coming back for two days specifically for shoulder rubs despite the lack of climax.
- Sakura is intentionally staying quiet because of a warning from ‘The Princess’.
- Kusano’s immunity to the ‘side effects’ is hinted to be tied to her magic power or mental fortitude.
- Anma touched Haneda’s groin intentionally to create a cover-up for her arousal
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Character Insight:
Haneda’s ‘boku-ko’ persona crumbles under physical stimulation, showing a deep-seated sensitivity she tries to hide with a tough exterior. Sasaki’s roleplay indicates she is more in control of her desires than the others, using delusion as a barrier.
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Behind the Scenes:
The ‘desuwa’ particle used by Kusano signals an ojou-sama (refined lady) archetype, often used to contrast her current environment or highlight her composure.
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TL Notes:
Notes:
• Koshino – A summoned chef mentioned as having a lady-in-waiting.
• Kuroki – Kuroki Souya. A scatterbrained girl. Female classmate. Petite body and C-cup breasts. Polite and somewhat shy. Has the ability to create clothing.
• 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.
• Sakura – Sakura Yui. A petite student with super-long black hair (145cm) and an A-cup chest.
• Kusano – Kusano Miharu. E-cup, shoulder-length brown hair, 157cm. Relaxed atmosphere.
• Haneda – Haneda Shizuku. 158cm, C-cup, brown hair in a bob cut. A tomboyish girl who is surprisingly shy about physical contact.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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