Chapter 135: Shy Girl
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 135: Shy Girl
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"Sigh..."
Chinami let out a long sigh as she soaked her body in the tub.
It was because of how she had acted earlier.
From the moment Matsuda-kun's touch landed on that sensitive area, a faint static had begun to build.
The more he patted the spot, the stronger the stimulation became, until finally, an electric current so intense it felt like my eyes were rolling back into my head shot through me.
After that... I lost control, and all the strength drained from my body.
"Sigh..."
To have shown such a disgraceful side of myself in front of my student... I'm so embarrassed I can't even lift my head.
The only saving grace was that Matsuda-kun didn't seem to know I'd lost control.
If he had found out, I wouldn't be here right now. I'd be back home, lying in bed and kicking my Momo-nim blanket in frustration.
I probably would never have been able to face him again.
But was the massage Matsuda-kun gave me a real massage?
His hand reached right up to the area just above my private parts. I'd never heard of or seen a massage like that before.
How should I put it... It felt a little dangerous.
Of course, it did feel good.
One thing was certain: I had experienced something very, very naughty today.
A strange, thrilling sensation I'd never felt before in my life.
Tingle.
A ticklish feeling spread through that spot, and Chinami squeezed her legs together in the water.
Just imagining his touch sent a jolt through her. Suddenly, she wanted that face massage. I should hurry up and wash.
After a thorough shower, Chinami put on a fresh gown and entered the massage room.
A gasp escaped her lips.
"Oh my..."
It wasn't a complete disaster, but the bed was an absolute mess.
Still, it was a relief it hadn't been neatly tidied up.
If Matsuda-kun had cleaned the room, he would have discovered the shameless fluid I'd spilled. If that had happened, I would have wanted to find a hole to crawl into and hide from the shame.
Quickly gathering her things, Chinami picked up the wet towel and headed back to the bathroom.
She laid the towel on the floor, lathered it with soap, rinsed it clean with water, and after wringing it out tightly, hung it up in the massage room.
It might not be a perfect crime, but at least I'd put out the immediate fire.
Relieved, Chinami stealthily opened the door leading to the living area.
Creeeak...
The door opened smoothly.
She could see Matsuda-kun lying on the bed, watching TV.
His hair was slightly damp; she wasn't sure where he had showered.
He didn't wash up in the toilet, did he?
As she was thinking this, Matsuda-kun spotted her and gestured for her to come over. She immediately hid.
A wave of intense shame washed over her.
I was practically buried in a man's chest, throwing a tantrum, and then I wet myself.
If that isn't embarrassing, what is?
I can't even look him in the eye properly.
"Master, come over here."
Matsuda-kun's gentle voice, laced with a low chuckle.
His words eased her heart somewhat, and Chinami hesitantly stepped out.
"Are you done with your shower?"
"Yeees..."
"Come lie down. I'll give you a face massage."
Nod, nod. Judging by his casual attitude, he really didn't notice what happened earlier.
I was lucky. My fortune for the day must have been 'good luck' (吉).
Wiggling her fingers shyly, Chinami walked over and carefully lay down on the bed.
Matsuda-kun gently lifted her head and placed it on his thigh.
"Mmph..."
Matsuda-kun's masculine eyes were looking down at her.
I want to ask him about the massage he gave me today.
What kind of massage was it? Did he have any ulterior motives? What was he thinking when I was thrashing around and throwing a fit?
But the words wouldn't come out.
Not because I was scared to ask, but because I was too embarrassed.
I want to hurry home and collapse onto my bed.
Still, I have to get the face massage.
After this, I should change into the civilian clothes I brought. Not because I want to look pretty, but because my uniform probably smells.
Forcing herself to calm her fickle heart, Chinami instinctively curled her legs and closed her eyes as her favorite junior's hands drew closer.
* * *
"Junior."
Chinami, who had been gripping her seatbelt tightly, called out to me.
I had just pulled the car over to the shoulder of the road near her apartment building, driving through the drizzling rain. I answered, "Yes."
"Never mind. But, Junior."
"Yes."
"Uhm... it's nothing."
You've been silent this whole time, and that's all you have to say?
I understand that shy heart of hers.
She's doing better now, but I worry she'll start thinking about the massage when she's lying alone in her quiet room.
Then again, since it's Chinami, she might be fine. I hope she can sleep peacefully.
But when will those pale, trembling legs of hers finally calm down?
She had been so weak when we left the love hotel that she needed my help to walk... It seems she still hasn't escaped the afterglow of her climax.
Putting the gear in park and sliding my seat all the way back, I said, "Want to put your legs up here? I'll massage them a little."
Chinami flinched when I patted my thigh.
Unsure of what to do, she tapped her blushing cheeks with her hands before unbuckling her seatbelt and taking off her shoes.
Then, she very carefully placed her legs on my lap.
"Is... is this okay?"
To her question, thick with bashfulness, I gave a soft smile and draped a blanket over her legs.
"Yes. This is perfect."
Placing my hands on her legs, I began to massage them with care. I saw the corners of her lips lift slightly.
It seems she's feeling better, which is a huge relief. I think I can finally relax a bit.
"Next time, I should make sure to help you relax properly before we leave. I'm sorry."
"...I'm fine..."
"I'll walk you to your front door when we get there. I'm too worried to let you go alone."
"Uhm... okay..."
She's cute, wiggling her toes inside her footlets as she answers.
I chuckled and continued massaging her calves before moving my hands up toward her thighs.
"Heut..."
She let out a surprised gasp.
As I kneaded her thighs over the blanket, I asked, "Did you put your uniform away properly?"
"It's in my bag..."
"The ribbon is cute. Is the asymmetrical tie the main point?"
Chinami looked down at the purple ribbon decorating her blouse.
She needlessly fiddled with the neatly tied ribbon and said, "Yes..."
"It suits you. I think it fits your image perfectly."
"Thank you... It's very warm in the car..."
"That's because I turned on the heater."
"Ahem... I see..."
Seemingly out of things to say, Chinami's face, as she glanced around the car, was flushed pink like a ripe peach, full of juice.
I hope smoke doesn't start coming out of her head.
"Umm... come to think of it, I think I put my hairpin in wrong..."
Chinami started to undo and re-fasten her innocent Momo-nim hairpin.
She must have felt awkward when our eyes met.
Seeing her trembling hands, I had a feeling she was going to drop it...
Clatter.
"Ah...?"
I knew it.
Chuckling, I moved Chinami's legs back to the passenger side floor and turned on the interior light.
"I'll find it for you, so just stay still."
I then leaned my upper body down and felt around the floor mat.
In doing so, my face brushed against the area near Chinami's crotch.
"Hngh...!"
A faint, sweet cry escaped Chinami, followed by a rustling sound from above.
Wondering what was going on, I paused my search for the hairpin and looked up.
Chinami was covering her face, completely flustered.
My posture must have looked like I had buried my head in her crotch, causing her immense embarrassment.
It's funny how even then, she's peeking at me timidly through the gap between her index and middle fingers.
Just then, as if on cue, a car with its headlights on passed us, illuminating the interior. In that brief flash of light, Chinami gave off an incredibly innocent and pure aura.
For a moment, I was overcome with the urge to kiss her.
Tap.
My hand, still on the floor mat, brushed against something, and I snapped back to my senses.
It was the hairpin Chinami had dropped.
Right, let's save my first kiss with Chinami for later.
It hasn't been long since she went through something major. If I kiss her now, she might not be able to function properly tomorrow.
There are things I need to prepare, too... so I think it's right to hold back.
But I can at least do this much.
Having made my decision, I picked up the hairpin and straightened up.
Then, I gently pressed my forehead against Chinami's.
"Hic!?"
Startled by my sudden action, she hiccuped.
A smile playing on my lips, I said, "I found your hairpin."
We were so close that our lips would touch if I just leaned in.
"Heccup...!"
"Shall we go now?"
"Hyaah... hic! Y-Yeees... let's go..."
"Alright."
"...Hic...! Y-You have to move your face..."
"Master."
"Ye-Yes...?"
"You're cute."
"Hwaaaa..."
"I look forward to being with you."
"M-Me too... hecup...! I look... forward to it..."
Is it just my imagination, or do Chinami's eyes seem to be spinning after that sudden compliment?
She looks just like that dazed Momo-nim from her settings that I saw before.
That's enough affection disguised as teasing for now.
Gazing at Chinami with a deep look, I tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear one last time before pulling away.
Then, I grabbed Chinami's bag from the back seat and got out of the car.