“Ouga, you’re really stiff~. You work so hard, well done~”
”……”
“The oil should be warming you. Boku will make it feel good.”
”…………”
“Um, the book said…… right, the lymph here——”
“——Mashiro. Stop.”
When I called, the hand reaching my groin froze.
“Something wrong, Ouga? Ah, did it hurt?”
“No. Not that. But……”
I was on the bed receiving Mashiro’s massage.
How? The girls had decided this was my comfort period and each planned something.
Mashiro chose oil massage…… any way I look, it seems like an intro to something else.
“Mashiro. That manual is legit, right?”
“Yes! Morina-san picked it, should be fine!”
“All right, then……”
The head-maid wouldn’t give me bad influence.
The oil massage was Morina-recommended.
But even so.
Not panty-thin paper underwear, but the groin area — skip.
If I got excited there…… I’d die of shame.
Mashiro wore a thin white T-shirt for messiness.
“I’m wearing a swimsuit underneath, so it’s fine!” — her words. But that’s not the issue.
In fact, swimsuit visible through T-shirt makes it more risqué.
“Hey, Mashiro. At least wear pants below……”
“Hmm~…… but Ouga prefers this, right? You kept looking at my thighs.”
”…… Caught?”
“Girls are sensitive to gazes. Perv Ouga.”
She said it joking; not actually opposed.
Healthy thighs heal the heart. Can’t help it.
I cleared my throat and made a request.
“Mashiro. Skip there, focus on shoulders and waist?”
“Mn, got it. Shoulders and waist…… let me check.”
She flipped pages; I exhaled relieved.
Worst-case avoided.
Her care moves me, want to respect it.
I am indeed fatigued.
Time to refresh…… not in that sense.
“Hmm-hmm…… right, got it! Hey, Ouga.”
“Mn? What?”
“Um…… please bear with this a sec?”
“Bear with what!?”
Face-down, I couldn’t see. But on my waist, a soft, heavy presence……
S-surely not……?
“Ouga…… h-heavy? I’m sitting on your back……”
As suspected……! That feel is Mashiro’s butt……!
For massage, I’m shirtless.
On me, only-swimsuit Mashiro’s butt…… no, no!
Mashiro is seriously massaging; impure thoughts are rude!
“Yeah, I train; you’re light, Mashiro.”
“Great~. This position transfers force better. My strength alone wasn’t enough; this way okay?”
“Of course. Go thoroughly.”
“Leave it! By the end you’ll be floppy.”
She poured oil on my back and resumed massage with nsho, nsho sounds.
Clumsy but earnest movements relaxed stiffness and heart.
Lymph talk alarmed me; this massage is welcome.
“Mn, this angle works better.”
“Glad. Feels good.”
“Ehehe. Then more, more.”
Encouraged, she scooted down.
To adjust position, she rubbed her butt against me sliding.
…… No malice on her part.
Easier than hopping up.
But Mashiro…… absorbed, you might forget your own current state.
Between us — only a thin swimsuit.
Half her butt is bare.
A bare butt sliding…… grrr! Hold, my reason……!
Mashiro is just earnestly working…… Mashiro is just earnestly working……!
”…… Hey, Ouga.”
While chanting mental sutras for calm, she called.
Caught!? My impure thoughts!?
”…… Can I hug a bit?”
”…… Eh?”
“Um, you know? Watching this back…… realizing this back has always been protecting us…… my feelings welled up……”
Without waiting for reply, she pressed her whole body against my back.
“Your back…… really is big.”
…… Your boobs are big too, I couldn’t return.
“Boku…… always thinks thanks about you. Without you, I wouldn’t be here.”
”…… What’s this? Mutual. Without you, I wouldn’t be me either.”
“You always say that. That kindness…… I love it, and I want to lean more.”
Her hand reached over and overlapped mine.
She squeezed.
…… Mashiro had become nervous too.
A commoner originally; suddenly targeted as Floné’s vessel…… she’s been bright, that’s enough virtue.
A fifteen-year-old shouldn’t bear this much pressure.
When emotions overflow, receiving them is also my job.
”…… Just a little longer like this? I’ll get up soon.”
”…… Yeah. Until I can’t bear your weight, take as long as you want.”
“Then forever, right? I’m not heavy?”
I replied “Of course.”
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