Chapter 150
Chapter 150
-----------------------------------------------------------------
Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 150
Chapter Title: Weekend? (4)
-----------------------------------------------------------------
Sunday morning.
I pushed away the wave of sleep and dragged myself out of bed.
I grabbed some water from the fridge, chugged it down, and did some shadowboxing in the living room to wake myself up fully.
"Hoo. Hoo."
It was a secret technique I'd used since before—waking up instantly from sleep.
"You're up to your weird antics again..."
Lilia muttered as she watched me, but I ignored her.
Today was an important day.
The historic day I was heading to Ellis's house.
Appointment time: 10 a.m.
She probably wouldn't feed me or anything, so I needed a solid breakfast.
"Lilia, breakfast is stir-fried pork. We have leftovers from yesterday."
I'd followed the recipe exactly and ended up making four servings instead of three.
Surprisingly, Scarlett hadn't eaten much, so plenty was left.
"Do whatever. Chicken's the only thing that matters to me—everything else is the same."
"You're such a chicken fiend."
Ever since some point, she'd only ordered chicken, and now she was a total chicken addict.
The landlord worked hard on that stir-fried pork. Tsk.
Well, I sure enjoyed it.
Of course, despite her words, Lilia ate breakfast with me.
"It's not bad once you dig in. Pretty tasty."
"Thanks, thanks."
After breakfast, it was 8:30 a.m.
The appointment time was creeping up.
Ellis's house wasn't far from the academy, so I could get ready cleanly and head out.
No chance I'd need it, but you never know with people—I scrubbed every inch of my body, including my lower half, spotless.
Couldn't have a single whiff of odor, so I lathered on the body wash.
I stepped out refreshed and was blow-drying my hair in front of the mirror when Lilia approached.
"Oh yeah, that massage you gave me yesterday. Can you do it again later?"
"Why?"
"Mana seems to circulate faster for sure. I think it'd help if I got it regularly."
"Really?"
"Yeah. Why would I lie?"
I'd actually wondered about that myself. What if my massages really worked?
After getting one from me, Ellis's movements had gotten weirdly quicker.
I'd planned to test it on myself in the training room this afternoon, but with Lilia confirming it too, that sealed it.
Definitely trying it later.
"Did I become the god of massage or something...?"
"Anyway, pretty please~!"
I nodded and ruffled her hair.
Massaging wasn't hard anyway.
"Not bad. Looks great."
Outfit prep done.
I looked up a men's self-hair styling tutorial on my smartwatch and swept my hair back—it turned out pretty good.
"Lilia, how's my hair?"
"Handsome, but kinda sleazy. Ugh, gives me chills."
Lilia rubbed her arms vigorously with her hands.
If I'm good-looking, just say so. No need for extra commentary.
"I'm heading out. Guard the house well. Play with Scarlett if she comes."
"Okay. Bye."
I walked toward Ellis's address.
"Building 203... this way."
The address Ellis gave screamed "rich neighborhood" to anyone who saw it.
And among them, the biggest, flashiest house matched the address perfectly.
"She told me to come quietly to that?"
If a celebrity like Ellis lived in a house that huge, there was no way my entry wouldn't be noticed.
I texted Ellis.
- Me: I'll put up a perception-blocking barrier and come in, so leave the gate open.
I slipped into an alley and wrapped myself in a rune barrier.
Stronger than my usual light ones.
Unless it was someone like Scarlett, no normal person would detect it.
- Ellis: Opening it now, come on in.
Creeeak—
The mansion gate cracked open right with the message.
I slipped through carefully, closed it behind me, and headed to the mansion.
*
"Haa..."
Ellis sat on the sofa, waiting for Lee Ho-yeon.
Even while texting him, she'd agonized over whether this was right, but in the end, there was no other path.
Only Lee Ho-yeon could give the massage she craved.
She could ask about the masseur who'd worked on him, but... Ellis was a woman too.
If she had to get the same effect, she'd rather it be from a young, handsome guy her age than some older man.
And he'd retired anyway—no need to track him down.
Ding—
- Lee Ho-yeon: I'll put up a perception-blocking barrier and come in, so leave the gate open.
'He's finally here.'
Ellis opened the mansion gate with the control device.
This was her first time letting a man other than Sebastian Chan or her dad into her private space.
Thump.
Maybe that's why her heart had been racing since earlier.
It definitely wasn't excitement for the massage or memories of Lee Ho-yeon having sex with other women in the survival show.
It was just her first time having an outsider enter her space.
Ellis fussed over her outfit for no reason.
She even threw on the black skirt she'd bought recently and her favorite white blouse.
Knock knock—
"Ellis?"
Click—
"Come in. Don't drop the barrier."
Ellis was pretty surprised by Lee Ho-yeon's appearance.
He looked just like he had back during their first student council promo activities—polished up.
Exactly her type: that mature vibe.
Oblivious to her thoughts, Lee Ho-yeon gawked around the mansion like a country bumpkin seeing the city for the first time.
"Nice place... Can I drop the barrier now?"
"No. Can't let my secretary catch on. She's asleep now, but if anyone but me enters the house, the alarm goes off and she rushes straight here."
Sebastian Chan rarely left her side this long, but she'd told him to sleep in today since he'd be home.
With the alarm magic circle in place, he'd rest easy.
"So I have to keep this up the whole time?"
"No alarm magic circle in my room, so just bear with it a bit."
Thump.
Ellis calmed her pounding heart and led the way to her room.
"Ahem... alright."
Lee Ho-yeon didn't question it much.
He knew her dad was a massive daughter-con.
He probably wouldn't like her hanging with guys.
"...You brought the massage stuff, right?"
"Yeah. You sure it's okay with me?"
"It's fine. I'll pay pro masseur rates."
"Got it."
Refusing money here would just raise suspicions.
Lee Ho-yeon accepted without issue.
Soon, they reached Ellis's room.
It was spacious with great lighting.
A feminine touch from the pink accessories scattered around.
A fairly large bed sat in the center.
"Contract here. Read it outside while I prep."
"Okay."
Lee Ho-yeon stepped out to wait.
Pressing his ear lightly to the door, he heard the rustle of clothes coming off.
'...Better not listen anymore.'
Staying like this might lead to weird thoughts.
He backed away and scanned the contract.
His jaw dropped at the down payment and massage fee.
'No more getting shown up in front of Lilia.'
Finally, he could be a proper breadwinner.
One massage and he'd match Lilia's monthly income.
Meanwhile, Ellis stripped off her top inside.
"Massage..."
Was baring skin from day one too much?
She pondered seriously.
In the survival show, things were so urgent she'd allowed it quickly—but was that right here?
But then again, he'd already seen her bare skin. Did she need to cover up now?
After much deliberation, Ellis recalled the sensation of that bare-skin massage.
Thump.
Mana circuits expanding, the rush of mana sensitivity.
The soft touch of Lee Ho-yeon's hands on her back.
Her whole body heating up, the soaring excitement.
Gulp.
Swallowing once, Ellis slowly began undressing.
"...Come in."
"Coming."
The door opened, and Lee Ho-yeon spotted Ellis on the bed.
Black skirt still on, but she'd taken off the white blouse and was using it to cover her chest.
Her slightly flushed face met his eyes before she lay face-down on the bed, pressing her hands firmly over her breasts.
"D-don't stare so obviously."
"Uh, yeah."
Lee Ho-yeon felt his heart thump in his chest.
Ellis was like a gem.
Snow-white skin like her eyes, golden hair cascading back, and those ruby-red eyes tinged with shy embarrassment—irresistibly alluring.
Upper body bare except for the blouse clutched over her chest.
"You can... start."
Ellis turned over in that chest-covering position and sprawled face-down on the bed.
Her pristine back exposed to the air. Even covering her sides, from his angle, the swell of her breasts peeked out underneath.
Lee Ho-yeon pulled mana stone powder from his pocket and gazed at her body.
'Calm down. Focus on the massage first.'
Suppressing his boiling lust, he slowly brought his hands to her back.
"Starting now."
His hands touched her back, and her mana circuits began widening one by one.
Amid the pleasant pain and pleasure, Ellis relaxed her body.
'This is it. This feeling...'
No other masseur could replicate her mana circuits expanding like this.
"Hng..."
A twinge of pain, but even that felt refreshing.
How could a mere cadet do what top masseurs couldn't?
Feeling her back's circuits slowly expand, Ellis anticipated the next phase.
And... soon, the familiar heat arrived.
Her lower belly throbbed, and a feminine scent wafted from her body.
"Haa... hng..."
"You okay? Should I stop?"
"N-no... keep going."
This stimulation, excitement, heat with every stroke of his hands.
Ellis fully realized it.
This was what she'd been waiting for.
Click—
Ellis pressed the call button on her smartwatch.
She needed to record this moment on video.
'Good thing I contacted Scarlett ahead of time.'
With the call button hit, Scarlett would slip in soon and start filming.
Not sure if massage footage would help with masturbation, but better than nothing.
"Hngg..."
"This spot feels good, huh."
Ellis clamped her mouth shut to stifle excessive moans.
Scarlett would arrive soon—she didn't want to look embarrassing in front of her.
Whoosh—
Moments later, Scarlett entered the room via the ceiling in a way Ellis wouldn't notice.
"Haa..."
But there was no way Lee Ho-yeon wouldn't detect Scarlett. His senses were sharp enough to pierce her stealth by now.
As he kneaded Ellis's back, his eyes met the ceiling.
Scarlett, stuck to the ceiling, quickly averted her gaze.
"How about... here then?"
He stuttered a bit seeing Scarlett pop up suddenly, but luckily, Ellis didn't notice.
'What the hell is going on?'
Why was Scarlett here?
Flustered, Lee Ho-yeon dropped his eyes back to Ellis.
"That feels good too... huu."
But Ellis, face-down, was simply lost in the massage.