Chapter 29
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 29
Chapter Title: Alensia's Circumstances
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'Are these two the last of them?'
In the narrow cave, I lit some poison incense and lured the creatures in to take them out. I considered just using [Sensory Block] to cut off their vision and finish them off in one go, but I prepared the poison just in case they resisted the skill... Fortunately, the skill worked, so I used [Sensory Block] to numb only their sense of pain, keeping them from noticing the poison spreading.
Then, the moment they got close, I released the skill and hit them with [Sensory Release], unleashing all the pent-up sensation of their insides melting in a single rush. For me, with my [Poison Resistance], it was just a sting... but from what I'd heard, it's a poison that feels like your body is dissolving from within. Pretty impressive that they endured it even briefly and tried to counterattack.
I could kind of see why Alensia had warned me so much about poison and obsessed over 'resistance training.' Without it, I'd have had to take some damage and fight it out.
I rummaged through their pockets and pulled out their belongings and adventurer cards. Better for me to reveal this first than for someone else to find the bodies later and start an investigation.
Looking back at myself casually looting corpses like it was nothing, I couldn't help but chuckle.
I've adapted way too much already. Me.
"Good work out there, Ian. Attacked in the Labyrinth today, huh?"
After handing over their adventurer cards and finishing my report at the Labyrinth Guild, I stepped out to find Alensia waiting for me like she'd been there all along.
"Alensia? What brings you all the way here...?"
"I had some business at the guild. I'd forgotten amid all the rehab, but I came to tell them I'm quitting as an instructor. You happened to come back right then, so I waited. Come on, let's head back."
There was something pushy about the way she urged me on, so I racked my brain wondering what was up. Then it hit me.
Come to think of it, with everything going on, I'd forgotten—but today was Alensia's rehab day. In other words... massage day.
Up until now, we'd been doing her massages once a week. Thinking about it, today was the day for this week's session.
For Alensia, who wanted to recover as fast as possible, it made sense that she'd be rushing me like this.
So, I meekly let her lead the way. Maybe it was my imagination, but the tips of her ears seemed a little red.
This would be the fourth massage since the very first one I'd given Alensia. Or the third after that, depending on how you counted.
"Ready."
"..."
And... call it my imagination if you want, but wasn't her outfit getting thinner each time?
The first time, it was just light workout clothes. Next, her top became a tank top. Then her pants turned into shorts.
And today? It wasn't some loose workout set—it was like tights? Similar to yoga pants from Earth, but way more skin-tight, clinging to every curve.
Did that mean she was getting more comfortable with me? If so, I appreciated it, but honestly, I had no idea where to look.
Should I just straight-up ask why her outfits kept getting bolder? But she always looked so expressionless, like it was no big deal. Asking might just tip her off that I was the one overthinking it... Plus, it wasn't exactly unpleasant to look at.
Setting aside my tangled thoughts, my hands moved steadily, preparing the massage. As always, Alensia lay expressionless on the bed behind the partition.
She'd even brought in a proper massage table from a shop, saying we'd probably be doing this a lot more.
Once the oil was ready, right before starting, I activated my skill like always.
[Sensory Block] – Blocking my sight and touch
At first, I'd just closed my eyes, but ever since getting [Multi-Block], I didn't even need to squint—I could just block it out completely.
The first massage, I'd blocked my senses and let the skill guide my hands, accidentally groping her breasts without realizing. I'd apologized profusely, and for the next one, I tried controlling the skill somehow. But that turned out unnecessary.
'No need to force yourself to avoid her breasts or anything. I'm actually worried that might reduce the massage's effectiveness.'
That's what Alensia had said last time, so from then on, I'd just trusted the skill and gone with the flow. Truth be told, I had no idea how to massage a mana circuit anyway. I figured changing the process might mess with the results, so I just followed her lead.
Of course, if I kept my senses, I'd get hard for sure, and some elven sense would pick up on it. So I thought of myself as a carefree human massage machine~, blocked my senses, and just waited out the time.
Wow! Use skill, time passes, get paid!
Maybe that's why I hadn't touched her breasts since. With my sight blocked during the massage, I didn't even know the process. She never told me how it felt, and judging by oil stains had its limits.
Anyway. Time to start.
'Oh... it's here♥'
Was the anticipation bubbling up inside me right now about my mana circuit finally healing? Or just simple excitement for what was about to happen?
It started at the second massage. With my shoulder's mana circuit damaged, I figured exposing it fully would be better, so I wore a short tank top that left my shoulders bare.
'Hng... haaah♥!'
That day, I felt pleasure even more intense than the first time. I nearly lost my composure in front of Ian. And the sensation from when he'd touched my breasts on day one? It came through even more vividly past the thinner fabric.
To make sure, I secretly peeked at Ian's face over the partition (his hands were out of sight). He stared like he was looking at a rock—or just spacing out—with zero flicker in his gaze. My senses picked up no malice or desire from him.
Once I'd tasted the heightened pleasure from thinner clothes on my shoulders, I wondered—curiosity, really—if other areas would feel the same.
So I did it. I dug out some short training shorts from storage and wore those for the massage.
As expected, the leg massage felt incredible. From calves to thighs, all the knotted muscles loosened, and my legs felt light the next day. But the real highlight? While lying face-down, when his hands reached my glutes.
The moment he gripped my ass with both hands, kneading with a slight twist, my pussy—already growing wet—parted just a little.
As he pressed hard into my glutes, my folds opened and closed in rhythm, giving me the slightest stimulation.
Ian himself had no idea, but while the skill description hadn't changed, the added effect from [Heavenly Touch] and [Lust Absorption]—heightened sexual sensitivity—had grown stronger as [Lust Absorption] leveled up.
But the stimulation was still faint. Even as workout gear, the shorts had some thickness—my preference—so the fabric dulled it.
So she went to the commercial district after ages and bought new clothes. Ones she'd never wear normally, let alone in front of others: skin-tight workout wear that hugged every curve.
'Isn't... this too shameless?'
She'd given in to impulse and bought it, but afterward, reason returned with a pang of regret. The skill's effect faded, her hypersensitive skin calmed, and a bit of shame crept back.
'B-but... he's already touched my breasts, so getting shy over showing this much feels like we've come too far already? It's not like I'm stripping naked...'
Again, just a 'bit' of reason. She wasn't back to her usual cool self—not enough to scrap the plan. She boldly bought the super-thin outfit.
And unfortunately, with plenty of money, she bought the expensive one without hesitation. Feeling embarrassed, she barely listened to the clerk's explanation. Unbeknownst to her, it was made from special Labyrinth materials that transmitted touch like being naked. People usually bought it for sex.
The result...
"Hnnngh♥"
"...?"
Yeah, that's how it went.
The instant Ian's hands touched her body, Alensia felt like she was completely naked. She'd noticed something special about the fabric when air brushed her skin while dressed, but this sensation couldn't possibly be through clothes.
She could vividly feel the calluses on his hands, etched from sword training. The surface rough but slick with oil, gliding over her skin.
His fingers pressed hard, like they meant to melt away every bit of fatigue built up over the past week.
And as always during a massage, her body gradually heated up. An itchy tingle spread where his hands touched, making her crave more.
It happened every time with Ian, making her suspect some sexual barrier she didn't know about. She'd wondered if he was doing something, but her senses still detected no ulterior motives from him.
As her arousal built, his hands began sliding upward toward her chest.
'...Gulp.'
To avoid messing up the massage, because the tight clothes showed everything anyway—she made excuses as she skipped underwear today.
His hands reached the spot where chest met torso. Left on her collarbone, right tracing her ribs, then slowly climbing the swelling mound.
No special treatment for her breasts—just like any other body part—his fingers pressed firmly, kneading upward without mercy.
And without slowing, heedless of her, they mercilessly passed her areola and pressed right onto her stiff nipple.
"Hnnngh♥ Haaang♥"
At that sensation, Alensia couldn't hold back. In that instant, she shed the 'Alensia' mask and cried out as 'Sia.'
And that moan reached Ian's ears, hypersensitive from blocking sight and touch.
–Twitch!
'...W-wait, just now...'
Sensing a flicker of agitation from Ian, her previously calm senses caught the faintest brush of human 'lust.'
"A-and... done, Alensia."
As she savored that feeling, Ian announced the end. Checking mana flow in her shoulder, the circuit had improved slightly, like always... but somehow, her senses told her it ended sooner than usual.
"Go wash up and rest."
As if that sensation had been a fluke, Ian said his goodbyes and left the room.
Once his footsteps faded down to the first floor, Alensia sat up and rummaged through the bag where she'd gotten her massage outfit.
"............."
What she pulled out... was a long, rounded rod strikingly similar to tools she'd used a few times back when she was 'Sia.'
In other words, a dildo.
"Just a little..."
With that, she soothed her heated pussy through her first masturbation in ten years. For some reason, replaying that faint trace of human lust she'd felt moments ago.