Chapter 8
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 7
Chapter Title: Massage
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Swish, swish.
Slowly, layer by layer, her clothes peeled away and dropped to the floor with soft thuds.
A magical girl, created as a merciless killing machine to eradicate the empire completely, was gradually stripping down to her underwear right in front of me, baring her naked body.
It was an incredibly stimulating reality.
'Her breasts are bigger than I thought.'
Green, with her Western-style figure, was the epitome of voluptuousness.
A pair of full, easily D-cup mounds, and a large, snowy-white ass that strained against her tight jeans.
Every element made me swallow hard. Had this woman always been this stunning?
'Hoo... Calm down. If I give in to desire here, it's all over.'
Still, it was baffling how someone with a body like this and so much wealth couldn't land a boyfriend.
And that mystery was soon resolved.
"If it weren't for that damn fairy hag, I could've at least dated some guy..."
There was only one "fairy hag" that could mean.
The Fairy Queen.
The ruler who had reigned over the fairy realm for a staggering 500 million years, and the one responsible for creating the magical girls.
'Did the Fairy Queen forbid it? That makes a certain amount of sense.'
The Fairy Queen, who had lived since the Precambrian era, was famous for having no romantic ties to men despite her stunning face and figure.
Fairies were born from the World Tree, so they didn't need males to propagate; naturally, only females existed.
Around 444 million years ago... humanity's ancestors appeared, and it took millions more years before intelligent males emerged.
But by then, it was far too late. A woman over 100 million years old had no appeal, no matter how beautiful she looked.
"Time to take these off too?"
Green still had her underwear on. Her shy, giggling smile was somehow endearing.
Maybe because she'd never been naked in front of a man before?
In any case, she boldly slid her underwear down, slowly...
First came the bra covering those massive breasts.
'Oh...'
The red nipples at the tips of those breasts, trapped in the white bra, shook violently as the fabric slipped away.
"They might've gotten a bit bigger... Guess I need a new bra."
Next was the panties.
They matched her hair perfectly—emerald green, with cute ribbon decorations.
"Heave-ho..."
And with that, the green panties hit the floor. Finally, the magical girl's pussy was revealed.
Yes, a magical girl's pussy was on full display for me.
This incredibly powerful magical girl was exposing her obscenely lewd privates right in front of me.
"First time seeing a naked woman, huh? You don't have to stare like it's the worst thing ever."
"N-No, I've never thought that..."
Green's figure was truly breathtaking.
Her abs were etched from relentless intense workouts, and her thighs looked firm at a glance.
Not an ounce of excess fat, just beautifully toned muscles and a slender waist...
Was this really the body of a shut-in who holed up playing games?
"My sweet Isiyul. Ever given a massage before?"
With that, Green lay face-down on the bed. It was a shame to lose sight of those beautiful breasts, but in exchange, her massive ass swayed enticingly.
"Massage..."
"I saved the world, you know. Thanks to me, you get to live this cushy life, right?"
"Yes..."
"So, the least you can do is work those fingers and knead away my fatigue. Right?"
Of course I could.
To seduce this lustful magical girl, I'd learned all sorts of techniques, and massage was just one of them.
'But if I jump at this, she'll think I'm just some easy playboy.'
This insolent bitch had acted like she wanted to devour me on the spot before, but when it came time for the real deal, she'd bolted like a scared rabbit.
So, I had to play hard to get at least once here.
"N-No... How could I touch a woman I'm not even dating?"
I was pretty satisfied with my own line.
In this gender-reversed world, women obsessed over first experiences just like men in my original world. And for this otaku, it'd be even worse.
I was emphasizing my pure virginity. Sure enough, it seemed to work—Green chuckled softly to herself.
"Ah, you're so damn cute..."
With that, she reached into her wallet and pulled out all the remaining 50,000-won bills, tossing them at me.
Thud, thud—the yellow bills pelted my face and body.
"Still don't know your place, huh? Isiyul. If I cut off your allowance tomorrow, you'd be scrambling for food, and now you wanna act all high and mighty."
Like a wounded soul, I hung my head low.
Not to show the grin I was fighting back. Things were going even better than planned.
I bit my lower lip to stifle the laughter, then crumpled the 50,000-won bills on the bed in my fist.
Just like a guy hating this reality.
"Got it? Then get to touching. Oh, oil's over there. Use that."
I hesitated a moment before grabbing the oil bottle and squirting a generous amount into my palms.
The oil was sticky and cool, transparent with a strangely peachy scent.
"Starting with the feet..."
Feet first—that's massage basics.
Green's feet were as beautiful as the rest of her. They could've starred in a model ad.
I slathered my oiled hands over her soles, kneading firmly.
No reaction yet. So I slipped my fingers between her toes.
"Hmmm..."
Just a quiet breath. Green showed no real response.
Expected, I suppose. Pulling a big reaction from just the feet would be too easy.
'Next, then.'
I admired her perfectly stretched legs for a moment before placing my hands on her calves.
Having used so much oil on her feet, I reapplied. Squeeze, spread thin, rub in.
"Where'd you learn massage? You're pretty good."
"A blind friend taught me a bit once."
Total lie, of course. I'd drilled it at academies until my hands bled. To make a woman melt with a single touch.
Once oiled up, her calves gleamed smoothly. I leaned in, kneading her pale skin like dough.
Her calves were seriously knotted. Leg workouts, maybe?
Anyway, loosening them would take effort—the muscles were rock-hard.
'Now this...'
I found the tight spots and dug in my elbows, pressing hard.
"Eek!"
Twitch! Green’s flawless skin quivered.
Obviously. With knots that bad, it'd hurt.
I kept mercilessly working the spots without mercy. Her plump ass cheeks began to jiggle.
"Hnnng... Isiyul's touch is no joke. Virgin, my ass—you've done this plenty."
"...I'll take that as a compliment. Thighs next."
Now for those smooth thighs. Not fat, not skinny—just perfect balance.
That's harmony, right?
I worked diligently, carefully kneading every inch, lavishing attention on the knots.
Green's body trembled the whole time.
When my hands ventured inward, she flinched, then shuddered.
And the highlight? Her pussy.
'She's wet?'
Incredibly, her pussy was already glistening.
Makes sense. In my original world terms, it's like getting hard from a hottie massaging you.
'Better hesitate here, play it up.'
My current character was a pure guy forced into this lewd gig for cash.
By normal standards, you'd pause at a sight like that.
"Uh, uhh..."
"? What're you doing?"
"N-No, this is... too soon."
Perfect. Even I thought so!
"Too soon for what? I'm enjoying the massage just fine."
"Drooling weird fluids everywhere..."
"Hey, that's just arousal! Women leak like that from a guy's massage—totally normal."
This magical girl's body was drooling pussy juice, primed for sex.
An utterly erotic sight.
The mighty, unbreakable magical girl trembling under my hands, squirting fluids, her pale face flushing crimson—it was perfection.
"Hoo, you're really turning me on... Hey, keep going."
I was about to anyway.
Upper body next. Starting from the erector spinae, working up to the traps—a special routine...
"Skip the back. Do my ass."
"Y-Yes?"
"Not getting it? I said ass."
Green glanced back with a sinister grin. That smile clued me in on what a woman's ass meant in this world.
With genitals attached... touching her ass was basically groping around a dick.
'This depraved bitch!'
Suddenly, it was a handjob situation.