Chapter 7
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 7
Chapter Title: Chapter 7
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 7
Chapter Title: I'm Just Receiving My Reward
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Getting mad just because I stayed still?
This was clearly begging me to touch her more actively, no matter who saw it.
"Th-that's not it!"
Nope.
I tilted my head.
Then, this time, I grabbed one leg with both hands.
Naturally, my fingertips dug into the flesh of her calf.
'This feels good too.'
The bounce here was even better than before.
'Incredible.'
There was real satisfaction in touching it.
The texture was so hot it kept my hands from stopping.
"Hmm...."
Kang Seo-yoon's foot lifted slightly.
Hard to tell with her small shoes, but it felt like her toes were curling.
'No way.'
Did she feel my touch?
Just from touching her leg?
Probably not.
I ignored it and started kneading more vigorously.
I freely massaged one leg, stroked it down, and marveled at the sensation myself.
The silky smoothness of her sleek leg was just too good.
"Writer, your legs are really beautiful."
"St-stop. How long are you going to keep touching?"
"Not nearly done yet."
"Ah, no. Even so...."
"There wasn't any time limit, right? It's my reward, so please understand."
This time, I switched to the other leg.
I stroked it to my heart's content, ran my hands down it, cupped it firmly with my palm—satisfying every urge.
It was definitely different from using just one hand.
The interesting part was how her legs trembled more the more I touched.
Little twitches and flinches, but her reaction to my hands was intriguing.
At some point, her legs had twisted slightly into a bow-legged stance.
Forcing her knees together looked terribly unnatural.
Which only drew my eyes more between her legs.
'This....'
I was curious about the narrow gap between her closed thighs.
This went beyond the bounds of conviction.
Still, if I spread her legs just a little, I'd get a peek inside her skirt at her panties.
I deliberately pressed into her calf flesh while slyly applying force.
The space between her legs slowly widened under my pressure.
"W-wait a sec!"
Just lifting my head gave me a direct line of sight between her skirt.
In that brief moment her legs parted, I saw it clearly.
Sparkle—
Between her deeply hiked-up black stockings, the faintly sky-blue panties looked just a bit damp.
"Stop! Stop it!"
Kang Seo-yoon shoved my head away and hurriedly clamped her legs shut.
"What the hell are you doing! Choi Min-seong!"
Guess I'd get scolded after all.
Time to dodge.
"Why? I was just touching your legs."
"You... you definitely tried to spread my legs!"
"I didn't."
Strangely, I felt bolder.
Was the confidence from touching Kang Seo-yoon's legs changing me?
"You did! You definitely put force into it! Do you think I'm an idiot!?"
"It's because you had your legs squeezed so tight, Writer."
"No, that's... no! You definitely tried to pry them apart!"
"Really, I didn't. Anyway, Writer. Mind if I touch your legs more?"
"M-more touching?"
"Yeah. I still want to touch them more. The reward isn't over yet."
"...."
I'd been curious anyway.
Was there really no time limit? No other restrictions?
Did a reward she'd accepted stick all the way through?
Of course, not for hours—that would exceed the reward's bounds.
I could tell from how she resisted my attempt to spread her legs.
"Haa. So annoying."
She didn't tell me to stop touching, though.
"Then, Writer, please stand up."
"Wh-why? Why... again."
"You know why. If you sit, you'll misunderstand again. And you wouldn't want your legs to spread either."
"...."
"You don't want to flash your panties, right?"
"Of, obviously not!"
"So stand up, please."
"Why does it feel like you're messing with me...."
She was convinced even without the Conviction skill.
Kang Seo-yoon shot to her feet, standing right in front of me.
Nice view.
No panties in sight, but her black stockings and mouthwatering thighs were fully exposed inside her skirt.
"Writer, could you turn around for me?"
"Why so many demands? Just touch already."
"Your stare is intimidating."
"...."
She didn't seem like the hot-tempered type usually. She was prickly today, though.
Which made it all the more thrilling.
The moment Kang Seo-yoon turned, I ducked my head low.
'Heh heh heh.'
There it was.
A glimpse of pale sky-blue panties peeking between her crotch.
The black stockings obscured it a bit, but that shiny sheen was unmistakable.
'Her legs are unreal.'
Standing highlighted their perfection even more than sitting.
Like a sculptor's labor of love—from her hips down through her thighs, calves, and ankles, perfect proportions all the way.
'I want to rip the stockings.'
Rip them, and I'd get to see and touch that marble-smooth skin underneath.
"Hey, Writer."
"What now!?"
"Can I rip the stockings?"
"You're insane! No way!"
"Then could you take them off?"
"Th-that's no good!"
"Why? I'm just touching your legs. It's the reward."
"...."
"Are you going back on your word? You don't seem like the type."
Grit—
I heard what sounded like teeth grinding.
Man, the Conviction skill was OP.
For legs, at least, it kept working.
"I'll buy you new stockings. Let me rip them."
"Urgh. F-fine. Only the calves. Thighs are off-limits."
"So prickly. Got it."
"Prickly...? Me, prickly?"
Riiiip—
I easily tore the stockings at her calf.
Slid my hand inside and groped the soft bare skin to my heart's content.
The feel of bare flesh was definitely different.
Softer, springier somehow.
'Too bad. Such a shame.'
If she'd just taken them off, I'd have gotten a full view of those sky-blue panties.
Still, getting to fondle Kang Seo-yoon's legs—the kind any guy would drool over—was plenty.
My dick felt ready to explode.
'Want to yank those panties right off....'
Guess I was losing it.
My greed had no end—proof I was all man.
Come to think of it, I'd been buried in studies, never had a girlfriend.
Forced into a leg fetish, basically.
Like stepping into forbidden territory, the excitement surged and wouldn't fade.
"Writer, grab the desk and bend over at the waist."
"What?"
"I want to take in the view."
Kang Seo-yoon's legs weren't just great to touch—the visual bliss was undeniable.
"You're done touching now, right?"
"Nope? No way I'm stopping this early. I'm just openly admitting I want to stare at your legs. No sneaky glances."
"You're obsessed with legs, huh?"
"Your legs? I'd go mad for them."
"Listen to you. Jeez."
Too perfect.
Kang Seo-yoon braced her arms on the desk, bent at the waist, and thrust her hips back.
It looked just like a doggy-style pose, making her legs' allure stand out even more.
"Unreal. Writer's legs are the best."
"Hoo. Now stop... Wait, you. What? Why that look on your face."
"Legs are done, so now the thighs."
"Wh-what!?"
"Why not? Thighs are part of the legs, aren't they?"
"Ah, no. Well, technically, but th-thighs are off-limits! We didn't agree to that!"
Ridiculous.
"Are thighs arms?"
"...No."
"Are thighs your upper body?"
"...Haa."
"Thighs are legs. Lower body. Legs."
"...."
"Just stay still, Writer. I'm only claiming my reward."
Heh heh heh.
Maybe because plausibility held up.
Kang Seo-yoon stood frozen, unmoving.
This was good.
Swipe—
Twitch—
Choi Min-seong grabbed my right thigh with both hands and started kneading.
The unexpected scene made displeasure creep up slowly.
"Wow, such bounce. Pilates paying off?"
"Shut... up. Touch quietly."
Smoooth—
His kneading hands now slid up and down.
Humiliating.
Shameful.
Letting a guy like this touch my thighs, of all things.
How many men had lusted after these thighs?
Thighs I'd never allowed anyone.
Twitch—
"Hf...."
Choi Min-seong's hands were getting bolder by the second.
Kneading my thighs, stroking them, even pinching lightly.
Touching so blatantly.
No holding back front or back, just unleashing his desires.
The problem was me.
This felt worlds apart from when he touched my calves.
Maybe because my thighs had more flesh—his touch registered fully.
Was my body always this sensitive?
"Waa...."
Choi Min-seong gawked like an idiot, glued to my thigh.
'Look at that face....'
Couldn't tear his eyes away.
That good, huh?
He groped right and left indiscriminately, frenzied.
Alone in his admiration, his awe, his smiles—it was weirdly....
'Snap out of it. Kang Seo-yoon.'
I couldn't find this creep cute.
These were my thighs—natural he'd make that face.
Time to get vicious.
"Hoo. You little perv. Good? You like it?"
"Yes. So good, Writer."
"Yeah. It should be. Thighs you get to touch, of all people."
"That's why I'm thrilled. Best bet I ever made. Ha, so soft. Want to lick it."
"Wh-what?"
"Just wishful thinking."
"Keep filthy thoughts to yourself!"
"Can't even mutter? But Writer, your panties look a little wet?"
"No they're not!"
"Pretty sure they are."
Doesn't this jerk know tact?
He could pretend not to notice. Why say it so bluntly?
"Writer, you work out the inner thighs too?"
Tap tap—
Hands kneading the insides hard.
Gripped so firm it stung a bit, then the stroking brought a strange warmth.
"Don't touch like a pervert."
"It just happens."
Sniff sniff—
"Why sniff it!"
"The scent's nice. Hmm. Pheromones maybe?"
"No!"
"Feeling good? They say pheromones come out when you're pleased."
"I said no! Listen!"
"Great scent. Makes me want to bury my nose and lick and suck."
"Y-you! Watch your mouth! Why are you like this!"
"Oops!"
His hands suddenly stopped on my thigh.
"Writer, I'm taking the stockings off."
"What?"
"Want to feel your bare thighs now."
His hands slid up under my skirt.
"N-no!"
"Yes you can!"
No chance to resist.
In seconds, he yanked the stockings down from the top.
Already torn, they peeled off fast.
"Whoa, comes right off like this. Porn quality."
"Y-you! You're crazy!"
"Why? Now for the real touch. Stay still."
"Ugh!"
This time not just hands—he wrapped his whole arms around my thighs.
Why was this guy so fearless?
"Ahh, nice."
"...Don't rub your face."
"Cut me some slack."
"Ah, quit it...."
Why was he like this?
But seeing him nuzzle my thigh with that blissful look.
'Snap out of it! Kang Seo-yoon!'
Driving me nuts.
His innocent face made his genuine enjoyment seem kinda cute.
Maddening. I shouldn't feel that way.
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