Chapter 10
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 10
Chapter Title: Teaching the Apprentice Witch (4)
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"That's pretty much it, Neria."
The first time touching Neria's breasts. Fingertip teasing her soft peaks only lasted a moment.
I whispered into Neria's ear right in front of me, then carefully pulled my hand away.
...Of course, for me, with such pretty-shaped breasts, I'd want to fondle them non-stop for 24 hours without getting bored.
But if I got too carried away with the mood and went too far, it was obvious Neria's pebble-sized patience would hit rock bottom in an instant.
Maybe because she grew up in a greenhouse, she was like an innocent kid of a witch.
Given Neria's personality, I'd seen enough over the past few days to be familiar with it.
Good thing I pulled my hand away right then. If I'd kneaded her breasts for another 30 seconds or so, she definitely would've yelled something like "Waaah!" and shoved me off.
Still, spending naughty time like this with Neria would eventually get her used to it someday.
Until then, it was best to hold back my desires as much as possible.
I repeated that to myself inwardly and asked again.
"Neria?"
"......Ah, uh. Yeah. Okay. ...So that's how it is."
"How was it experiencing it once?"
"It was so-so..., I guess..."
"Hmm."
But Neria's reaction after taking her first step into 'naughty stuff' was...
How should I put it.
Not as good as I'd hoped?
That seems about right.
She didn't seem displeased, but she wasn't showing much interest either.
Given Neria's innocence, I'd hoped something simple and primal like sexual desire might work surprisingly well.
Looks like I thought too easily.
"...I just realized it big time, but guys really love breasts, huh...?"
"Honestly, yeah. Big ones or small ones. Guys just like any woman's breasts."
"Small ones...? Those don't mean much, right?"
"Tastes are super varied and broad. Like how you have favorites in games, right, Neria?"
"......Hmph, fair. In RPGs, I always pick thief classes.... Or spearman..."
"Probably because you're a witch."
Still, better than her favor plummeting straight down. Some small progress was preferable.
Today I got to touch Neria's breasts, so next time a bit more groping. Then even more after that.
Keep going like this, and in a few days, maybe I could touch her pussy.
Looking forward to that, I patted her shoulder.
"Then, shall we get up?"
"...Huh? Get up?"
"Yes. If you don't get off me, Neria, I can't get up either."
"So..., ......it's over?"
"......"
"......"
"......"
"......Not gonna do more?"
"......"
"......"
*****
"......Ah, my legs are numb from this position since it's been a while. Thought we'd take a short break before continuing."
I managed to gloss over the situation like that.
After separating from Neria for a bit, I headed to the kitchen and downed a glass of cold water cleanly.
It cooled my head a little, where strange thoughts had been swirling since moments ago.
Even so, Neria's voice still lingered in my ears, so I blankly rinsed the cup I'd used.
"......"
I really hated acting like an idiot drinking kimchi soup,
but her asking if I wasn't going to do more,
no matter how I thought about it, didn't that mean exactly that?
"...Yeah, nothing else."
If I hadn't misheard, Neria definitely wanted to do a bit more instead of ending it there.
About 5 minutes ago? Back then, she was grumbling non-stop that my hand movements were lewd, that groping like that only felt good for me.
...Of course, I'd felt her bite her lip shyly when I teased her nipple afterward.
But I'd only thought she was curiously reacting to the sexual stimulation, never expecting she actually wanted more.
Maybe simple primal sensations like lust worked even better than expected.
"......Hoo."
I let out a heavy breath laced with various emotions and stepped back into the bedroom.
Or tried to.
"Eut, wait a sec...! Just 10 more seconds..."
"......?"
I couldn't.
Only Neria's voice came from beyond the closed door, which stood motionlessly between us.
Judging by the doorknob rattling futilely, she wasn't using the lock.
Probably barricading it with her body... something like that.
Maybe even using water magic to block it.
Still, per Neria, it was just 10 more seconds of waiting.
If she'd said 10 minutes, I'd be annoyed, but 10 seconds was nothing.
Right as 10 seconds passed, the firmly shut door swung open on its own.
"...You can come in now."
"......"
Why'd she make me wait outside?
Naturally, my gaze went straight to Neria first.
But I couldn't spot any change.
The black tracksuit top I'd just been squeezing along with her breasts was still there.
The leggings I'd lewdly stroked along with her thighs were unchanged.
There she was, Neria as always—in a bad way, like a total shut-in NEET.
Looking around the room yielded the same.
No sense of anything changed.
"Why'd you tell me not to come in?"
"...Ah, well, there's a reason. You'll find out later anyway."
"If I'm gonna find out later, why not tell me now...?"
"I-it's just like that...! If you push me one more time, I'll end it right here?!"
When she put it like that, I had no choice.
In this relationship, the top dog was the witch growling with hands on her hips.
I had to obey meekly.
Even though I hadn't done anything wrong, I added a sorry, then sat back on the edge of the bed.
And then Neria on my lap again...
"......"
"......"
...Ah, right.
Just before, between Neria and me,
there'd been a fluffy blanket.
"...Neria? You wanna do it just like this?"
"...Sitting down, this feels better actually. With the blanket under, it was kinda slippery."
"...I see."
It'd been uncomfortable, huh.
Well, then.
Nothing to be done.
"Forget the little stuff and continue from before. ...Touching my breasts."
"...Better than you thought, huh?"
"It wasn't good...? I just barely get what you meant by sexual pleasure, so do it again."
"I see."
"...Tch. Don't wanna? Fine, we can stop here."
"No. I really want to."
"......Hmph."
...Hold back the erection as much as possible.
Keeping that one thing in mind, I recalled sad thoughts and naturally pulled Neria into my arms again.
I raised one arm, placing her heavy breast atop my hand.
"......?"
But the sensation touching my hand was, seriously.
Insanely soft.
Insanely squishy.
Beyond the usual feel of breasts,
...one sensation that should be there was completely gone,
something I noticed right away.
"...You took off your bra?"
"Uh-huh. You were struggling to pull it down over the tracksuit earlier... So this time I just took it off..."
"...Ah, that's why you made me wait..."
"A-anyway, just do it. You touched my nipp...les earlier. Gonna do that again, right?"
"...Yeah."
"......Then it's easier without underwear. Done."
"......"
"......Touch me. Male prostitute."
"...Pardon the intrusion."
Per Neria, what was now filling my hand was her bare breast without the bra.
Sure enough, sliding my fingers along the rippling curve, soon a particularly protruding nub pressed against my fingertip.
...It hadn't stood out this much at first touch.
Not that it felt better without the bra,
this tensed state
only appeared after I'd squeezed and stroked it relentlessly.
It being like this from the start was
a bit
surprising.
"...Pardon the intrusion."
The exact same words as before.
Knowing it was rude but doing it anyway, I flicked Neria's nipple—plink.
Not like snapping someone playfully, of course.
While tugging it pinched between my fingertips, it couldn't withstand the pressure and snapped back.
Grazing my finger on the way, making that plink sound.
That's what I meant.
"......Eek.... ..., ........Eut."
"......"
Thankfully, no annoyance came from Neria.
Instead, she just held her breath, letting out short moans while watching.
Plus covering her mouth with her hand.
Her shoulders twitching now and then—for someone who'd hated men, she was really, really enjoying it.
"......"
For such a Neria, I took the lead, drawing closer.
"...Pardon the intrusion."
"......? Wh-why the zipper...?"
The tracksuit zipper nearly at Neria's chin.
Sure enough, when I touched the fully zipped spot, she suddenly turned to look at me.
Since we were embraced like lovers, half-turning was enough to meet eyes.
"Gonna take it off."
"......"
"...If you don't want it, just say so anytime."
With that, I started pulling down Neria's tracksuit zipper.
Occasional "Hey"s, "Wait," "Don't" came, but just verbal complaints in the end.
As a water apprentice witch, if she'd splashed water in my face to resist, it wouldn't have come off so easily.
...No intense resistance even 1g worth, so no need to worry.
The zipper went down in a flash.
I could zip it back up just as fast if wanted,
but Neria, the tracksuit's owner, just caught her breath quietly.
"......"
"......"
...One layer peeled away.
Just a T-shirt between,
gently stroking her stiff nipples.
Only her two ears peeking through her hair.
Turning bright red.
"Feels way better like this. Over the tracksuit it was smooth and crinkly, hated that. Now just the T-shirt in between."
"Y-yeah, r-right..., I s-see..."
Neria's voice jumped high once.
Teasing her breasts was what we'd been doing,
but because I deeply embraced her with my other arm.
"...Probably better for you too, Neria, not just me. With T-shirt plus tracksuit, two layers dull the sensation inevitably."
"......Wh-what. Not wrong, exactly......"
Neria's voice jumped high again.
This time more blatantly, tormenting her nipple with two fingers.
"......Eut, seriously..., you're such a pervert....... ...Hic,"
And now, 'What if I slip my hand under Neria's T-shirt?'
'When her judgment's down, maybe lightly touch her pussy too?' Indulging in such fantasies.
"......Hey, wait, waitwait.........♡..."
Neria clenched her thighs tight.
From mere breast stimulation,
shivering noticeably,
...something special happened.
"Looks like you liked it too, Neria. Naughty stuff with a guy."
"......"
What to say,
Caught in the mood, I'd teased shortly,
and then.
"...Hey, Nam Dowon."
"Yes, Witch Lady. Shall I keep going like—"
"...Get out."
"......?"
I got kicked out of Neria's house.
"......"
Yeah.
Right as panting Neria caught her breath, I got booted.
...Good that I taught her pleasure for the first time.
But my own lust? Not resolved at all.