To mention the important information obtained from the assembly day, the filming date for "Dungeon Survival Reposited" had been postponed. It seemed there were some minor issues with dungeon management. It was only a matter of a few days, so I didn't think much of it.
And that evening.
Han Ha-rin came to my house as scheduled. Her purpose, of course, was the massage.
"Huh? Sunbae, your outfit changed?"
Han Ha-rin usually wears a T-shirt and shorts for massages. But today, she was wearing dolphin shorts that exposed her thighs and a short tank top that revealed her navel.
The level of exposure had definitely increased. Being able to touch her bare abdomen and thighs was a good thing for me.
"...You said massaging bare skin is more effective, right?"
"Yes. That's correct. And massaging the chest and buttocks is even more effective."
"That's not happening."
Despite panting in pleasure every time she gets a massage, she was very firm about this.
"Alright."
It was a macro-level matter. The fact that her clothes had gotten shorter also meant she trusted me a bit more.
'She must have been stimulated by what happened today.'
Earlier that day. The moment Han Ha-rin entered the cafeteria, she was hit with a mana-filled aura. And she made an expression of extreme frustration for not being able to respond properly. That was probably the trigger.
"Lie face down, Senior."
Two weeks remained until the start of Dungeon Survival.
Recently, my daily routine had changed.
Instead of attending university, I spent my time at the Yeongcheon Sword Hall. Using the excuse of preparing for Dungeon Survival, even Professor Park, who usually nags a lot, understood me.
In the afternoon, I sparred with Han Ha-rin. Occasionally, Eun Sang-min also joined to work on teamwork.
In our sparring sessions, I never went easy on her. It was to fuel her desire for mana awakening.
We've had over 70 matches, but Han Ha-rin has never beaten me, not even once.
After sparring, we'd have dinner. Lately, the frequency of having dinner with Han Ha-rin had increased.
Even the cold Han Ha-rin wasn't emotionless. Meeting often naturally built affection between us, whether we realized it or not.
After dinner, we'd part ways briefly. We'd each shower at our own homes and then meet again at my place. For the special mana massage.
And today. The effort I'd put into Han Ha-rin finally paid off.
Han Ha-rin was lying on the massage bed wearing nothing but blue lingerie. Her red face showed she was embarrassed.
"...Senior. Are you really okay with this?"
My question wasn't about her lingerie. I deliberately avoided mentioning it.
"It's just a massage. You can touch me."
She had allowed me to massage her buttocks and chest. All my efforts to act like a professional masseur and subtly pressure her psychologically had finally borne fruit.
'The lingerie is a bit disappointing, though.'
It was just plain blue sports bra and panties. She must have deliberately chosen to wear that. Wearing flashy, flower-patterned panties for a massage would've been weirder.
"...But why are you taking your clothes off?"
"If only Senior is in lingerie, wouldn't it be embarrassing? I'll also just wear underwear. It's more comfortable since I'll be drenched in sweat by the end anyway."
I was confident in my body. My physique was built through Jin Se-young's intense training. If you just looked at my body (excluding my face), you wouldn't be surprised if I were a professional model. And inside my boxer briefs, there was something substantial to boast about.
"Are you uncomfortable? Should I just wear clothes?"
"...Do whatever you want."
Han Ha-rin turned her head away and lay face down. When she saw my body and underwear, her pupils shook—a typical virgin's reaction.
"Alright. Let's begin."
I reached for her feet. If I went straight for her butt or chest as I desired, the tower of trust I'd painstakingly built would undoubtedly crumble.
'In times like these, it's best to play it safe.'
Starting from her feet, I gradually worked my way up her calves and thighs.
At first, I'd get tired quickly because I wasn't good at pacing myself, but not anymore. Doing this daily had improved my stamina, so I didn't tire as easily as before.
'And now, the butt…! Here I come! The butt of my first love!'
I wanted to tear off that blue panty right then and bury my face in it, but I restrained myself and began massaging her buttocks. Of course, I didn't forget to use Sexual Arousal.
"Ngh…"
A faint moan escaped her. Under the guise of massage, I freely kneaded her large, firm buttocks.
And just as I was about to slyly part her cheeks and slip a finger inside—
"No!"
"...Huh?"
"Not there."
"Ah. Okay."
I immediately withdrew my hand. I hadn't given up completely. If the massage continued, Han Ha-rin would eventually become incapacitated by pleasure. I'd wait for that moment.
"Senior, turn over and lie on your back."
Han Ha-rin turned over. My gaze naturally went to her chest. The sports bra tightly compressed her large breasts. I'd guessed they were G-cups, but seeing them like this made me doubt that.
'Huh.'
Two points were visibly protruding through the bra.
'Those are definitely nipples. If they're this visible through a sports bra, they must be quite large…'
Han Harin raised her arms to cover her chest. Her face was so red it looked like it might burst.
"Senior, don't be embarrassed. It's just a physiological reaction. Your body is naturally responding to the massage. I don't mind at all."
I put on a poker face.
Of course, I minded like hell. Any man who wouldn't mind that must be gay.
"...Physiological reaction. Right. This is just a physiological reaction."
Muttering as if to convince herself, Han Ha-rin hesitantly lowered her arms. I started the massage again from her feet.
I considered moving straight from her waist to her chest but changed my plan. She wasn't as aroused as I'd hoped yet.
"Senior, I'll wash my hands clean. Can I massage your face and inside your mouth?"
"..."
Han Ha-rin nodded in agreement. Having already allowed her chest and butt, she probably thought her mouth was no big deal.
I washed my hands in a basin of water I'd prepared earlier and inserted my right index and middle fingers into her mouth.
[Using Sexual Arousal. Continuously consuming vitality.]
My fingers moved inside Han Ha-rin's mouth. I stimulated the inside of her cheeks, gently rubbed her palate, then began playing with her wet, soft tongue. I pressed firmly and even rubbed it between my fingers.
"Ugh. Ngh… Hng!"
Han Ha-rin's body squirmed. Her tongue was one of her erogenous zones she wasn't even aware of. And since this was her first time having it touched, she was experiencing a new kind of pleasure she'd never felt before.
"Hngg!"
Her toes curled tightly. Her body stiffened and twitched.
Glancing down, I saw her panties. The untouched pussy area had developed a wet spot that was rapidly expanding. I wanted to touch it, but common sense told me that'd earn me more than just a slap.
'...Heh. She's gone.'
I pulled my fingers out of her mouth. They were sticky with saliva.
"Haa… Haa… Haa…"
Han Ha-rin was panting. Her eyes were unfocused. Exactly the state I wanted.
After washing my hands, I finally reached for the long-awaited chest.
Squish.
I grasped her breasts with both hands.
'This is…!'
Touching them confirmed it. G-cup? No. These were H-cups. By my standards, H-cups were beyond just "large"—they were in the realm of "huge."
'Such audacity! Hidden power!'
Her breasts had been hiding their true power. The bra compressing them was utterly detestable.
At the same time, I couldn't understand why Han Ha-rin would conceal such incredible assets.
"Ngh. Ugh…"
While massaging her breasts, I circled her left nipple—an erogenous zone—with my palm. The hard nipple against my palm confirmed it was noticeably larger than average.
"...Mm."
Han Ha-rin bit her lip hard, suppressing a moan.
As I kneaded her breasts, I spoke to her. Normally, I'd let it slide, but today it bothered me. When touching her chest, I wanted to hear proper moans.
"Senior, forcing yourself to hold back sounds isn't good. That's also a physiological reaction. Just let the sounds out naturally."
"This… is a physiological reaction…?"
Her eyes were still unfocused. She tended to feel the aftereffects of climax for quite a while.
"Senior, the most important thing in special mana massage is acceptance. Just accept everything, feel everything, let everything out. You shouldn't hold back."
"But…"
"I said you shouldn't hold back. You overthink things. When receiving my massage, don't think deeply. Just focus on accepting. Accept everything."
"Accept everything…"
Han Ha-rin repeated my words.
And from that moment, her reactions changed. Until now, when I massaged her, she'd unconsciously resist. But now, it was completely different. There was no resistance at all.
"Ahh! Ah! Haa. Hiii…!"
The fact that she didn't stop me when I firmly pinched her nipple, instead panting in pleasure, was proof of the change. Most of all, the moans escaping her mouth had become lewder.
With each massage, her panties grew wetter until they could no longer serve their purpose.
'This, this… I see an opening.'
I couldn't be certain yet, but it wouldn't be long now.
"Senior, spread your legs a bit."
"..."
I positioned her legs like a frog's and began massaging her thighs. My hands danced along the precarious boundary between her pussy and thighs.
'If I press like this and push and pull…'
The panties covering her private parts shifted, and black pubic hair peeked out from the side. Hair soaked in her juices.
'If hair's sticking out like this…'
I gulped dryly and massaged the other thigh the same way. After a few repetitions, hair peeked out there too.
"Haa…! Hngg!"
"Senior, are you okay?"
"I-I'm fine. But…"
Han Ha-rin's gaze went to my boxer briefs. There, something was straining against the fabric, almost poking through. The tip was slightly damp, likely from precum.
I realized my mistake. Today, Han Ha-rin seemed even lewder, so I'd briefly forgotten to control myself.
"It's a physiological reaction. Physiological reaction."
"...Is that so?"
I expected a sharp rebuke, but it didn't come. Han Ha-rin just turned her gaze to the ceiling.
"Continue the massage."
"Ah… Then I'll do your armpits next. Lift your arms."
While massaging her armpits, I subtly brushed against her chest. In the past, she would've resisted, but not now.
"...Ah. Ahh! …Haa."
She had definitely changed.
***
The next day.
When Han Ha-rin came to my house, her face held a strange excitement instead of her usual coldness.
"I have a request."
"A request?"
"I want to extend the massage time to two hours. I'll pay double."
"Suddenly?"
I scratched my head. It was good for me, but it felt too abrupt.
"It's effective. After yesterday's massage, I felt something inside me. Until now, I thought it was just my condition, but… now I'm sure. It's mana. It hasn't fully awakened yet, but… if I keep getting your massages, it will."
Now I understood why she was excited. If I were on the verge of mana awakening after so long with no progress, I'd be excited too.
"Congratulations, Senior."
I smiled, careful not to seem awkward.
Inside, I was burning. If Han Ha-rin truly awakened her mana, this relationship would end. There'd be no more leisurely massages. I had to speed things up.
"So… is it possible?"
"...On one condition."
"Condition? If it's money, I can pay more."
"Money is enough. Instead, after one hour… you massage me. You know I'm exhausted after giving a massage. I need rest too."
"Fine."
Han Ha-rin readily nodded. I saw potential here. Right now, her entire focus was on mana awakening.
"Senior, do you know the perineum?"
"Perineum?"
"It's one of the mana pathways, located between the anus and genitals. It's a very important point, so stimulating it with massage will enhance the effect."
In short, I wanted to touch her pussy.
"...."
Han Ha-rin wore a conflicted expression. The important thing was that she didn't refuse outright.
But soon, she spoke with a determined look.
"Fine. Do it. And today, I'll take everything off for the massage."
"...Huh?"
"You said it yourself. It's more effective with nothing on."
"Well, yes, but… you never did before."
"It's just a little more. Just a little longer, and… I can awaken my mana. I don't want to lose this feeling. If I miss this chance…"
She bit her lip. It must be the anxiety that if she misses this opportunity, she'll never be able to awaken her mana.
Having longed for mana awakening for so long, the pressure she feels is probably greater than I can imagine.
"...And this isn't a lewd act, it's a massage. Right?"
"Yes. Of course. This is a massage. I don't have any ulterior motives at all. I'll get ready for the massage right away."
***
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