Chapter 8

How about a massage? The [Heroine Addition] feature has been unlocked.

Who could I even add? Honestly, it's hard to find anyone with looks on the level of my family. And I don't really want to bother conquering someone inferior to them either. To be frank, it's way too early for that kind of dilemma anyway. I've only just barely bumped Lea up to F-rank, Haena's showing some progress but she's still cold to me, and with Mom, I don't even know where to start.

Putting everything else aside, even if someone perfectly suited to my tastes dropped right in front of me, I doubt I'd want to add her. I've got my hands full with these three at home as it is.

Anyway, this isn't the time to be lounging around. After upgrading Lea earlier, I got all excited and almost pushed my luck too far, so I hurried back to my room to avoid screwing things up. I should probably read through the Beginner Conquest Guide first and figure out my next move.

......

The coin system was still there, unchanged. Even though it was just the Beginner Conquest Guide, it laid out the info in exhaustive detail, like some kind of chemical analysis report. The walls of text were a total turn-off, but the solid motivation kept me going, so I jotted down the key points I could actually use.

It was more complicated than I thought. But that complexity brought a strange sense of catharsis. The more intricate the system, the more experiments I could run.

First, I checked my available coins.

"To unlock Haena's masturbation... Lewdness and Desire, huh."

I stashed away the minimum coins needed for Haena and headed back to the living room with the rest, where Lea was.

Lea was sprawled on the sofa, lost in her smartphone.

"Lea, whatcha doing?"

I asked as I approached the sofa, sitting down by her legs.

"Huh? Just chatting with friends."

She glanced at me and answered. Thanks to using ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠coins on our Relationship Level, she wasn't as indifferent as before. Overall, her rank and stats had risen, so her reaction was way better than last time.

Time to test her responses for real.

I casually placed my hand on her thigh.

—Knead, knead.

"Mm..."

I started gently kneading her thigh, beginning from the outer side.

Lea glanced at me but seemed unbothered, going back to her phone.

Her thighs, which I'd been dying to touch. They were covered by her thick pajamas, but I was grateful just to feel them.

—Knead, knead, knead.

I subtly slid my kneading hand higher up.

Even through the fabric, the springy firmness of her thigh was palpable. No softness yet, but Lea's perfectly proportioned thighs were more than enough to stir my cock.

I advanced my hand inward, 1cm at a time.

Swish. Swish.

Once my hand was fully on the inner thigh, Lea let out a soft moan and squirmed.

"Nngh... that tickles."

"Nah, your muscles feel tight, so I was gonna massage 'em."

I threw out the excuse I'd prepared from the start.

"Massage?"

"Yeah, want me to?"

It was just a half-assed cover, but her reaction wasn't bad, so things flowed that way.

"Mmm... sure."

The moment she gave permission, I got into position. Under the guise of a massage, I groped her legs everywhere I'd been craving.

"Hoo..."

My body was heating up. Her feet brushed against my crotch, rubbing softly.

I wanted to feel more of Lea.

"Hold up, lift your legs a bit."

"Mmm..."

I raised both her legs toward the ceiling, positioning her pussy right against my crotch.

Like missionary position.

"Ahng... Oppa, is this how massage works?"

Lea looked at me with a face full of doubt.

My heart skipped a beat. No penalty triggered, thank god, but I'd sworn to stick to the guide's limits just 30 minutes ago, and here I was, letting lust take over again.

I need to be more careful from now on.

But that's for later—enjoy now.

I spat out the first excuse that came to mind.

"Yeah, this way I can massage the back of your legs without bugging your phone time."

"Ahng... yeah, makes sense."

Classic innocent Lea. She bought my lame excuse without question, still glued to her phone.

But her instinctive moans slipped out.

Hearing them made me insanely hard. I rocked my hips gently, savoring her mound as much as possible. Of course, I kept kneading her calves with both hands to avoid suspicion.

"Ahng... ng... Oppa..."

"Hoo... Yeah? What's up?"

Lea started wriggling more.

"I... ahng... feel... weird... nngh..."

"That's the massage working. Hoo... hoo... hang on, it'll feel good."

I was spewing nonsense, but it was starting to feel natural. Lea-exclusive bullshit.

"Aaahng... really? Haang..."

As expected, she didn't suspect a thing.

For a few minutes, we held that pseudo-missionary sumata pose, grinding my crotch against her mound.

Even with her ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠thick pajamas and my track pants blocking direct sensation, the urge to cum built fast.

Before long, we'd both forgotten what we were even doing, lost entirely in the pleasure of each other's bodies.

—Swish. Swish. Swish. Swish.

I ramped up the pace like a madman.

"Ang! Aaaahng! Oppa! Aaaaahng! Feels so good! Love the massage!!!"

"Ugh! Lea!"

Thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud!

"Aaaaaaaahng!!!"

Lea cried out loudly, her body shuddering. Feeling her tremble pushed me over—I came hard inside my pants.

The seam where our crotches met was soaked with her juices and my semen.

"Haa... haa..."

I collapsed onto her, panting, embracing her fully. It felt just like real sex with Lea.

She panted, speaking to me.

"Haa... Oppa..."

"Yeah?"

"This massage... again next time...?"

Her face flushed red as she trailed off.

"Felt good? Wanna do it again sometime?"

"Yeah. Felt amazing. Wanna do it now, but... sleepy..."

She whined in my arms.

Now I had an excuse for pseudo-sex with Lea anytime: massage.

Then, I felt a few coins drop onto my back.

The achievement window popped up before my eyes. We hadn't touched skin-to-skin, but according to the guide, this kind of pseudo-sumata was impossible at F-rank.

I'd been half-doubting if it would work, but since she didn't refuse during the "massage," I knew it was fine.

It worked. Her ignorance of sex let her perceive my pseudo-sumata as just a massage, bypassing stat and rank blocks.

A loophole discovered. The system's listed conditions for acts aren't absolute— the heroine's perception matters more for blocking them.

Wait, but then why did she refuse when I asked if she'd touch my dick before? Does she kinda know that concept?

I'll sort that out later.

"Wanna carry you to your room?"

"Mmm..."

I collected the coins—three of them—and scooped her up princess-style, taking her to her bed on the second floor.

Three coins, huh. Seems like the system drops more for sexually exciting or novel situations.

I closed Lea's door and returned to my ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠room.

A solid haul. Two rare [Openness] coins and my first [Submissiveness] one. Time to freshen up the family's stuffy outfits.