"Huu…"
It had been 10 minutes since I started using Sexual Arousal in earnest.
Occasionally, soft moans escaped Han Ha-rin's lips.
I never imagined in the past that such sounds would come from her. My lower half was already half-erect from the excitement of hearing her voice.
'I anticipated this, so I wore the loosest clothes possible. Still, given my size, I need to be careful…'
I removed my hands after massaging her arms and the back of her neck.
My breathing was rough, and my face was slick with sweat. It was only natural to feel exhausted after continuously using mana and Sexual Arousal.
'And this is exactly the part I'm aiming for.'
The so-called "special mana massage" I told Han Ha-rin about was a technique that used a secret oil and mana to stimulate her entire body, leading to mana awakening.
I lied, saying that the secret oil was known only to me and that the mana massage was impossible without exceptional mana control—enough to walk on water. If I were to perform the massage effortlessly, Han Ha-rin would undoubtedly grow suspicious.
'I can't leave any room for doubt.'
The massage was just beginning. I couldn't afford to slip up now.
"Senior, could you lie on your stomach, please?"
Han Ha-rin's reply came a beat later.
"…Okay."
She adjusted her position and lay flat on the bed.
Her face was flushed, glistening with sweat, and she was breathing through her mouth instead of her nose—clear evidence that Sexual Arousal was working, making her feel sexual excitement and pleasure.
'Given what Sexual Arousal is, even someone like you can't help but get aroused.'
Han Ha-rin glanced at me. I was drenched in sweat, breathing heavily—clearly exhausted.
I stood at an angle, careful not to let her see my semi-erect state.
'This level of exhaustion should convince her I'm a professional.'
With a perfectly neutral expression, I reached for her feet again.
I massaged between each of her toes. There was no unpleasant odor—instead, a faint, pleasant scent lingered on her skin, suggesting she had showered before coming to my place.
"Senior, how does it feel? Do you feel anything?"
"…Hard to say."
Her vague response was actually good. It meant she was mistaking the stimulation from Sexual Arousal for the effects of the mana massage.
"Does your body feel warmer or more sensitive?"
"Yeah, it does feel a bit hot."
"That means it's working properly. You don't need to feel burdened or uncomfortable. Just accept it as it is. It might help to close your eyes and focus on the warmth inside your body."
I was essentially telling her to close her eyes.
If Han Ha-rin kept staring at me, I'd feel pressured—especially since I couldn't risk her noticing my erection.
"Okay."
But despite her agreement, she didn't close her eyes. Clicking my tongue internally, I moved my hands to her thighs.
'Damn it, I really want to touch bare skin…'
The shorts covering her thighs felt like an infuriating barrier.
"Wait. Aren't your hands moving too far up?"
"…Ah, sorry. I got too into it. The special mana massage is supposed to cover the whole body, so… My apologies."
"Be more careful."
"Yes."
Every time my hands drifted slightly upward, Han Ha-rin noticed instantly and stopped me.
'I can't even get near her pelvis… This is too much.'
To console myself, I gripped her waist. Her sweat-dampened T-shirt clung to her skin, revealing the contours of her well-defined abs even though I couldn't touch bare skin.
'Damn, that S-line…'
Suppressing the urge to grope her chest, I moved toward her armpits instead.
'I really want to sneak a feel of her sideboob… But not now.'
Compensating for my frustration, I focused on massaging her armpits.
"Haaah…"
"Hm?"
"…Nothing. Hah…"
Han Ha-rin's breathing grew noticeably rougher.
Her sensitivity was kicking in. I intensified the massage on her armpits.
"Hah, why are you only focusing on my armpits?"
"They seem to be responding well. The special mana massage prioritizes areas with strong reactions."
"…Ngh."
Han Ha-rin bit her lower lip. Her body tensed—her hips lifted slightly, her toes curled, and her hands gripped the edge of the bed tightly.
Soon, her body shuddered slightly.
The sustained stimulation from Sexual Arousal had pushed her to climax.
"Hah… Hah…"
"...."
I massaged her arms, pretending not to notice.
I couldn't let on that I'd seen her orgasm—it would only make things awkward. If that happened, she might refuse further massages.
After kneading her fingers, I spoke.
"Senior."
"…Yeah?"
Her face looked drowsy, her voice sluggish. She must have been lingering in the afterglow.
"Could you bring your arms and legs together for a moment?"
"…Why?"
"For the massage. A different position will make it more effective."
Total nonsense. I just wanted to see her in a different pose.
Han Ha-rin complied, bringing her limbs together.
"Place your hands above your navel. And keep your arms close to your body."
Naturally, this emphasized her ample chest. While massaging her shoulders, I stole glances at her breasts.
"Now, get on all fours. You know the cat pose, right?"
"I know it."
The cat pose was a yoga position—lowering the upper body and waist while raising the hips.
'Basically, doggy style.'
I massaged her calves while secretly admiring her round, firm buttocks. They looked like full moons.
My gaze lingered on the center—where her pussy and asshole were.
'…She's wet.'
A small stain, about the size of a pinky finger, marked the crotch of her blue training shorts. I hadn't touched there with wet hands or spilled any water.
There was only one reason for that dampness: her own arousal.
'If she's this wet after just one orgasm… Han Harin must be naturally juicy.'
Beneath those shorts, her panties were undoubtedly soaked.
I glanced at her face. Han Ha-rin was still catching her breath, lost in the aftermath of her climax, not paying attention to me.
After checking, I held my breath and leaned closer to her ass. My nose hovered just a centimeter from her pussy. I inhaled quietly. The scent was unmistakably lewd.
'Fuck! I want to rip her pants off and pound her right now!'
But I couldn't. Wiping my sweat, I resumed the massage.
"I'll massage your head now. Is that okay?"
"Why my head?"
"The special mana massage covers the entire body—from head to toe."
"You massage the face too?"
"Yes. Facial massages are common. But… I also need to massage inside your mouth. Is that alright?"
"Inside my mouth?"
Han Ha-rin frowned. Even I'd find that weird.
Because it was weird.
I just wanted to touch her tongue—one of her erogenous zones. I'd already handled her armpits, and her left nipple was off-limits, so her tongue was the only remaining option.
"For the special mana massage, internal stimulation is beneficial. You know mana can strengthen teeth and tongues, right?"
"I know. It can strengthen hair too. But skip the mouth."
"Understood."
Hiding my disappointment, I reached for her flushed face.
Even without looking, the shape of her face under my palms was undeniably beautiful.
After a bit more touching, I ended the session.
"…Whew. We're done."
I replied, trying hard to hide my disappointment, then reached out to Han Ha-rin's flushed face.
Through my palm, I could vividly feel the shape of her face. Even without seeing it with my eyes, just by touch alone, I could tell her face was pretty.
I ran my hands over her body a little more before ending the massage.
"…Phew. Done."
I gripped the edge of the bed with both hands and lowered my head. Beads of sweat dripped down my chin.
A sweet scent rose from my mouth. It wasn't an act—I was genuinely exhausted.
The mana in my body had run out 20 minutes ago. And as a consequence of recklessly using heightened sensitivity, my body felt unbearably heavy.
"Are you okay?"
"I'm fine. Special mana massages require a lot of concentration, so it's normal to feel drained afterward. I'll be fine after some rest."
I resisted the urge to use Complete Recovery. The sweat dripping from me was proof of my effort.
A hunter who uses mana was this exhausted—if Han Ha-rin had any sense, she'd assume I was performing the massage with professional dedication.
'She needs to think that way so we can go further next time.'
Right now, Han Ha-rin was wary of me. If I wanted to touch her chest and nipples, I needed to ease that wariness.
'I have to make her trust me.'
Somehow, we'd reached a point where massages were possible, but this was just the beginning.
"I'll get going now."
"Okay, sunbae."
I staggered as I saw Han Ha-rin out.
***
Han Ha-rin, Eun Sang-min, and I gathered in front of a D-rank dungeon.
The Dungeon Survival Repository was a team-based event where participants had to survive inside a dungeon. Teamwork was essential. No matter what my relationship with Eun Sang-min was like, we at least had to coordinate.
"Let's do well, Leader."
Eun Sang-min spoke to me.
"…Yes. Let's do our best, sunbae."
I replied.
Eun Sang-min seemed intent on treating me as the team leader, as he'd said before.
His previously flirtatious attitude toward Han Ha-rin had grown more serious. Of course, I didn't let my guard down around him.
'He might try to stab me in the back when Han Ha-rin isn't looking in the dungeon.'
But that didn't happen.
The hunt ended without incident.
'Our team doesn't have a tank.'
Eun Sang-min wasn't a tank. He was a melee dealer who used a sword as his main weapon—the same position as me.
Han Ha-rin was also a dealer, a ranged one who attacked from the rear. She could also use gravity to restrict enemy movement or lighten the gravity of teammates for support.
'The teamwork isn't great, but the balance is decent.'
Both Eun Sang-min and I could use mana. That meant we could act as makeshift tanks to some extent.
'Dungeon Survival is ultimately a competition for rookie hunters. How many of them can even use mana?'
Our team had two mana users—me and Eun Sang-min. Objectively speaking, we were the favorites to win.
We had dinner together before parting ways. Han Ha-rin didn't skip out, either. No matter how cold she was, she still maintained basic social etiquette.
"Sunbae, should we go straight to my place for the massage?"
"...No. I'll stop by home first."
Today marked the fifth day of massages.
Han Ha-rin, who had loosened her guard around me slightly, wore shorter pants than the first time—revealing half her thighs.
'Not that I can touch her butt or chest yet.'
I was satisfied that she had grown more accustomed to my touch compared to the beginning. There was progress.
'Still, it's a bit slow. By my plan, she should be naked and panting under my massage by now…'
I felt like I needed a little push. As I pressed firmly on Han Ha-rin's waist with both hands, I spoke up.
"Sunbae."
"…Yeah?"
"I've been thinking… How about we spar separately sometime?"
"...."
Han Ha-rin stared at me intently. She was probably weighing the pros and cons in her head.
Soon, she nodded.
"Alright. Let's spar once."
From Han Ha-rin's perspective, sparring with me wasn't a loss. In fact, it was a gain. Because I was stronger than her. Training with a stronger opponent was a way to sharpen one's skills—something anyone, not just hunters, could understand.
"Stop."
"Huh?"
"Your hand was about to move toward my chest."
"Oh, really? S-Sorry. I must've lost focus…"
Tch!
Wasn't it about time she let me touch her chest at least?
***
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