Chapter 26
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 26
Chapter Title: Training (6)
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Veronica's bare chest was incredibly soft.
It was just as soft as his master's chest, which he had secretly groped under the pretense of a massage mishap or slyly touched while sharing an onsen bath.
Excluding his experiences from his past life, this was only the second chest he had touched in this world, and it felt utterly ecstatic.
'I could stay like this forever.'
He wanted to cling to her and fondle her chest every single day.
Of course, that would only be possible if Veronica allowed it.
"Eut...! Y-You, your hand suddenly...!"
Veronica looked up at Aren with flustered eyes as he abruptly groped her chest.
But unexpectedly, there was no resistance.
Unlike most women who would reflexively swat away a sudden touch to their chest, Veronica simply stayed still.
She only expressed her discomfort through words and expressions.
Just last time, even touching her chest anywhere else might have led to total disaster, but not now.
'...From here on, I need to play it right.'
This was only temporary.
It was a strategy possible only because Veronica's heart was deeply shaken right now. Considering his original plan to gradually escalate things, slipping his hand under her chest was already a huge gamble.
So, settling for just kneading her chest would be the worst move. It could end their relationship completely after today.
Of course, there was that term "rape-to-love"...
'But does that even make sense?'
He couldn't fathom how rape and pure love could coexist.
Maybe it meant building a love-hate relationship through persistent conditioning? That seemed the closest match.
Anyway.
"Don't panic, Veronica. This is all a necessary process."
"Hut...! H-How is groping my chest like this a necessary process...!"
"Because we need to expand your mana circuits."
It was a necessary process, even if laced with plenty of personal desire.
Aren's primary goal was to expand the mana circuits throughout Veronica's body.
The area around her heart, in particular, required tremendous focus and high-difficulty work.
Naturally, mana needed to flow well through her body, so wearing clothes would hinder conduction efficiency. And since she hadn't even worn her special uniform out of embarrassment...
Placing his hand directly on her bare skin was only natural.
"I-I get that, but still, this... Isn't this just your personal desire sneaking in?"
"You're right."
"...Pardon?"
"It is my personal desire."
Her blunt honesty left Veronica speechless.
She knew Aren was an honest person.
She knew... but she hadn't expected this level of candor. She thought he'd at least offer some minimal excuse.
"But isn't honesty better? Rather than sneaking around with shady intentions, being upfront like this leads to a healthier relationship, don't you think?"
"......"
Veronica reluctantly found herself agreeing, if only a little.
As he said, unlike others, Aren always transparently stated his intentions.
Paradoxically, that provided a sense of stability.
...As frustrating as that was.
"Then, may I continue? This is the really important part now."
"......"
She fell silent.
And then.
"...Take responsibility."
"Pardon?"
"...I said take responsibility."
For groping her chest without permission, for tampering with her mana circuits.
In her half-resigned state, Veronica repeated the word "responsibility."
No one present... would mistake that for anything but permission.
"Of course. From the start, I want you as my lifelong partner, the one who'll bear my children. Why wouldn't I take responsibility?"
"...You're too honest."
"So, do you hate it?"
Veronica lowered her gaze.
Aren chuckled at the sight and began moving the hand clutching her bare chest.
"Eut... Heut..."
He started by pushing mana into her body.
Despite all the desire, he didn't forget the original purpose: expanding her mana circuits.
'The side benefits... can come like this.'
Aren toyed with her chest in rubbing motions. Each time his palm and fingers brushed her soft skin, intermittent moans escaped Veronica's lips.
Especially when he touched the fruit at the tip—
"Hit...! Y-Your hand... Ha-eut..."
Such sweet moans would spill out.
Rather than focusing solely on her nipples, Aren massaged her breasts as a whole, like a proper massage.
The breast filled his grip, squished into the shape of his palm, and jiggled every which way. Inside stirred hot heat and her burgeoning desires.
Veronica was a woman, after all.
She craved affection, wanted to meet a man. She had sexual desires, of course, and masturbated quite frequently. It was just that her circumstances never allowed her to express them openly. From that perspective, Aren was practically her ideal type.
Confident anywhere, anytime, brutally honest, acting on his whims.
Receiving caresses disguised as mana circuit expansion from such a man... was mortifyingly embarrassing, but it brought pleasures she'd never felt before.
So... that must be why her nipples were hardening like this.
"...You're cute, Veronica."
Aren savored the texture of her nipples—soft and small at first, now slightly swollen and firm—as he looked down at her.
Her green eyes trembled like there was an earthquake, then squeezed shut.
"...Be quiet..."
"That look is cute too, Veronica."
"...Be, hiut, quiet... and just finish expanding my mana circuits."
"Of course."
I'll do exactly as you wish.
Gazing at her fondly, he resumed toying with her chest.
Under the pretext of expanding her mana circuits, he gripped her breasts and savored their ripest fruits.
He twirled her nipples between his fingertips, pinched and twisted them playfully.
"Ha-eut...! Heung! Eut..."
"...You need to stay quiet, Veronica. This is a private training hall, but someone outside might hear."
"That's, heut!, because of you, your hand...!"
"Then next time, we'll do it in my dorm room instead of the training hall."
No worries about being overheard there.
"...Be quiet."
Veronica's face was already flushed bright red.
For a while, he explored her chest while infusing mana, expanding her mana circuits. The wider they grew, the more mana they took in, and naturally, her senses sharpened.
To the point where she felt every single one of his fingers kneading her breasts.
Each squish brought unfamiliar waves of pleasure, and the space between her thighs grew steadily wetter.
Veronica tried to hide it, pretending everything was fine,
"Haa, haa..."
...but soon forgot even that thought.
He briefly lifted his hands from her chest and leaned in slightly.
And then.
"Veronica. This position is a bit awkward—mind if I lift your clothes?"
"......"
"No answer means consent. I'll take it from here?"
"......"
She didn't respond.
More precisely, she lacked the mental capacity to.
Masturbating and touching her own chest herself was worlds apart from someone else doing it. And when Aren’s palm or fingers grazed her fully erect nipples, it felt like something popped inside her...
"Hiiut...!"
Her body shuddered.
There was no escaping the pleasure.
Thus, she couldn't stop him from lifting her clothes and fully exposing her breasts.
She only realized her bare chest—bra undone—was on full display much later.
"Th-This is what—...?!"
Brrurrur—
The training hall's cool air brushed her hardened nipple tips, making her body tremble.
Aren gazed down at her newly bared chest like a treasure unveiled for the first time in this world.
Under that sticky, heated stare, moisture gathered between her thighs.
"...Your nipples are rock hard."
"Th-This is your fault..."
"I know. It's because of me."
Aren grinned and flicked one of her nipples.
"Hik...?!"
In that instant, Veronica felt a sensation unlike any before. The shame of exposing her chest mingled with the pleasure of a man's touch.
The depravity born from those opposing feelings.
'......'
She was changing into someone she didn't recognize. That unknown sensation was enough to blank her mind white.
"...Your moans are cute too. I want to hear them every night."
"...Shut up."
"Ouch, that might hurt my feelings."
"......"
Normally, she'd cover her chest and flee on the spot, but now she just timidly turned her head away, like a girlfriend throwing a petty tantrum.
With the mana circuit expansion excuse in play, maybe this was okay.
She rationalized it to herself that way.