Chapter 46
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 46
Chapter Title: Heat Massage
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I headed to Camella's house at dawn.
Even in the middle of the night, Camella greeted me barefoot in her stockings. After some moderate sex, I held her close, stroking her body all over as we slept, and she absolutely loved it.
When I got back to the dorm in the morning, Claude had eaten breakfast early and was training in the open field. Down on the first floor in the dining hall, Sia was glaring at me, cheeks puffed out, arms crossed as she stared.
"Cain!"
"What's up, Sia?"
"You slept somewhere else, didn't you?"
"Yeah, the party members found a house, so I went over for a housewarming drink and crashed there."
"Ughhh..."
"I told you about it yesterday."
"But still! Ughhh..."
"Didn't you say you could handle it on your own?"
"Hing..."
Watching Sia pout like a duck, lips thrust out as she grumbled her protest, I activated the Hitomi blessing.
Sia
Compared to the first time I checked Sia with the blessing, it had gone up a ton.
But the technique stat wasn't rising much anymore.
After returning from the Labyrinth, I'd had deep impregnation sex with Camella, turned Tanya into a slave by rolling her for three days straight, and kneaded Sia's body for two full days, but my technique stat had only risen by about 0.3.
I had a dinner date with Mion tomorrow evening, so today I'd hold off. I'd sort the household ledger and then at night, enjoy groping Sia to my heart's content.
Sia wasn't that kind of girl, but if I kept playing hard to get while pretending to be busy, her goodwill would turn into a sense of entitlement. That way, she'd keep feeling grateful toward me, right?
"I'm not going anywhere tonight."
"R... really?"
"Yeah."
"Th... then!!"
"Oh, but massage might be tough today."
"Whyyyyy!!!"
"I'm a bit busy."
"Busy with whaaaat...!"
Ever since the full-body massage seemed to unlock some kind of channel, her lust started surging. When I said I'd be busy today too, Sia whined hard.
"Hoo..."
"Ugh... hing..."
I gave her a slightly troubled look and stared quietly. Realizing she'd whined too much, she averted her eyes to the floor, fidgeting with her fingers.
I dragged it out, staring at Sia, then acted like I was reluctantly agreeing.
"Haa... Fine, I'll be at the dorm tonight, so if I have time, I'll do it for you, okay?"
"Yeah!!"
"Prep a little on your own first."
"Got it!!"
"Good grief, what would you do without me."
"Right? Hehe."
"Want a drink?"
"No thanks, I'm good!!"
In the end, when I gave in and said I'd do the massage, her face lit up, and she started devouring breakfast again.
Smooth, smooth—
Back then, even Claude touching her head would make her snap that he was ruining her meal. Now, she seemed accustomed to my touch itself, rubbing her head lightly against my hand while humming happily as she ate.
Even though my Hitomi score with her was still low, the fact that her body was tuning to me like this—after a quick morning sex with Camella—had my dick twitching slightly.
"Hm? Hehe..."
"Chew first, then swallow. Eat slowly. Want more of anything?"
"No thanks, I'm good! Gotta train!!"
"Huh? Train?"
This clumsy girl who tripped and got hurt all the time from moving around, and hated walking much—what was up with her?
"Claude said... to make things easier on you, Cain, I need to build my stamina too."
"Oh?"
"Hehe... yeah! I'm always getting help from you, so I wanna help too!"
"Ooh... touching."
"So I'm eating less!"
"No, when you train or exercise, you should eat more. Your body burns extra, so it's fine to eat a bit more than usual."
"R... really?"
"How about we order a steak to split? Less than eating one alone, so it should be fine..."
"Mister!!! One steak please!!!"
"Gotcha."
Sia yelled loud enough to make the whole place ring, drawing stares from the other customers to our table.
"Eek!"
"You could've just raised your hand..."
"Heehee."
After splitting the steak we'd added to the order, we changed clothes and headed to the open field behind the dorm.
"Oh, Sia came out too?"
"Yeah... yep!"
"Alright, don't push too hard. Ask Cain if you're curious about anything."
"Yessir!"
Claude, shirtless and swinging his sword vigorously, spotted us warming up, grinned, and came over to chat.
It wasn't the first time seeing Claude without his top, but Sia's face turned beet red. She stuck tight to my side, mouth flapping silently.
"Sia, think a t-shirt's fine?"
"Mmm... sweat gets uncomfortable... and robes would be even hotter, so I just came like this."
"Yeah, we'll head straight to the room after anyway, so not many people will see."
"Okay..."
"Staff?"
"Oh... didn't bring it? Should I?"
"Nah, it's fine."
Truth be told, Sia carried her staff not for spell power or mana boost, but because of her poor coordination—she used it like a literal walking stick since she tripped so much.
No need to lug it around heavily for stamina training.
"Start with walking?"
"Huh? Oh, sure."
"I'll walk beside you and guide you... hold on."
I positioned Sia at one edge of the field, then went to the kitchen, grabbed two glasses of cool water, and gave her one.
"You sweat when you exercise, right?"
"Yeah."
"Sweat a lot, and your body gets drained, so drink one before starting, one after. Good for you."
"Wow... how'd you know?"
"Read it in a book."
"As expected!! You're amazing, Cain!"
I deployed the cheat-code line 'read it in a book' that worked wonders on Claude and Sia, gave her the water, and started interval walking training.
"Stop, Sia, your posture's all wrong. Let's fix walking first."
"Huh? W... wrong?"
"Yeah, bad habits make your body tire faster too. Like this..."
From childhood, her growing huge breasts had made her hunch her shoulders inward, walking slouched as a habit. I corrected her posture.
"Urgh... so embarrassing..."
"That's how you should walk."
"Hing..."
"Arms like this, shoulders and chest out straight."
"It's embarrassing..."
Teaching her proper upright walking made her chest jut out prominently. Swinging her arms at 90 degrees, her massive breasts brushed her forearms, jiggling every which way. Sia recoiled at the sight of her own boobs.
Jiggle, jiggle—
"It's fine, Sia. What did I say?"
"B... breasts are... pretty..."
"Right? So let's do our best, okay?"
"Yeah..."
I kept cooing 'pretty, pretty' from the side and started her walking training in earnest.
As a beginner, I set sets of fast walking for 3 minutes, slow for 2, for 30 minutes total. Around 10 minutes in, Sia started fading.
Still, she pushed through to the last set, sprinting the final stretch.
"Hah... hek...! Hoo... Caaain..."
"Good job. Now final slow walk."
"Waaalking..."
Drag—drag—
"No dragging your feet!"
"Kyaa!!"
Sploooosh!!!
A light smack on Sia's butt made her jolt up, her breasts bouncing wildly up and down.
"Hee..."
"Last one's till you're out of breath."
"H... heek... hee... hoo..."
She slowly circled the field a couple laps with deliberate, precise posture, her breathing steadying.
"You did great all the way. Didn't know you'd push this hard, Sia. I'll wrap up my errands quick and do the massage later?"
"Heek... hek, thanks..."
"Massage'll loosen all the aches. One more slow lap, then inside."
"Mmm..."
Just 30 minutes of walking, but Sia's t-shirt was soaked with sweat, translucent enough to show her soaked bra underneath.
The sweat-mixed skin tone blending with the white fabric, her massive breasts too big for the bra to contain, and her damp t-shirt clinging limp, flashing glimpses of her smooth underarms—honestly, this sight alone could make me polish off five bowls of rice.
Whenever her posture started slumping, I'd poke or press with my hands to correct it. Sia flinched but entrusted her body to my touch, walking diligently.
"Oh, Sia done training?"
"Eep!"
"Haha, embarrassed about the sweat?"
Her upper body drenched, aware of her state, Sia hid behind me shyly as Claude approached.
'Hitomi.'
Claude
As time passed since embracing women, I noticed Claude's eyes lingering on Sia's jiggling breasts during training. I stepped forward to block her body from view and whispered in his ear.
"Wanna go tonight?"
"Guh!!"
"After dinner, come straight to the room."
"Got it!!"
Told he'd get tail action right away, Claude bounded back to the field center like a dog, swinging his sword excitedly.
"Sia, let's head in."
"Mmm... whoo..."
I grabbed the water glass Frank had prepared, gave her one more hydration boost, and sent her to her room.
With Claude off to the Pleasure House for service and sleep, I'd apply numbing salve too, and develop Sia's body even deeper.
Flaaash—
Vroooom—!
"Mion. It's me."
"Oh, Mr. Hawk. Back already? It's still afternoon."
"Yeah, mind settling these mana stones?"
Clink—
The vibrating mana stone on the self-proclaimed guild mascot Mion's reception desk buzzed. Hawk approached immediately, poured mana stones into the tray, and handed it over.
Behind him, three newbie explorers stood awkwardly, and Mion deftly took the stones and finished the tally.
"120 low-grade mana stones, total 12 silver. Split 45%? Mr. Hawk gets 5 silver 40 bronze, rest get 6 silver 60 bronze each."
"Thanks."
"Whew... aren't you going too hard, sir? Fifth run today already? Out every three or four days—take a break."
"Debts gotta be paid fast."
Mion's face darkened slightly at Hawk's stoic reply.
"Still, what if you hit the addiction wall..."
Mion voiced her worry.
"Truth is, it's mostly my fault for hyping Claude up from the start. Feel too bad toward Cain."
"No..."
"It's fine. You know I can't give up."
Her expression sharpened at his words.
"So that's why a guy who doesn't touch women hits the brothels every time, wasting money and gathering info even from the whores?"
"Still no sign in the black market or trinket shops after 10 years. Could be deep in the Labyrinth, or some guy buttering up a whore to gift it later..."
Hawk, slightly deflated by Mion's glaring eyes, started mumbling excuses that weren't quite excuses.
"Hmph, you're ridiculously stubborn, you know?"
"I know. But clinging to something you think is hopeless—isn't that the same for both of us?"
"Urk...!"
"Anyway, don't blab to Cain or the kids. I'm off."
"Okay..."
Mion, about to snap back emotionally, couldn't retort and just sent him off with a flapping mouth, sighing.
"Haa... yeah, both stubborn as hell..."
Gazing at Hawk's waddling exit from the guild, Mion's wistful voice carried a hint of longing.