Chapter 94
Chapter 94
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Relieving Teacher's Soreness
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"Hmmm..."
Ashley really was top-notch at her job.
It felt a bit like something you'd think about a game character, which made me feel slightly guilty, but honestly?
Looking out at the newly remodeled garden, I couldn't help but have those thoughts.
"Maybe I should've had her do it during the last remodel?"
The work was that fast and well done.
I'd remodeled the garden into an actual garden once before, and Ashley had helped with that one, but this time she did it all by herself.
Even so, she finished in just three days—while taking naps in the middle.
"I made a good choice."
That was the natural conclusion.
Of course, it meant I wouldn't be able to give her any tasks for a while after this.
-Click, clack...
From my room, where I could see the garden through the window, I headed straight to Ashley's room.
"Teacher, getting some good rest?"
"M-my m-muscles..."
"Pfft..."
As soon as I entered Ashley's room, I saw her not sleeping in bed, but unable to escape it.
I hadn't set an insanely short deadline or anything.
She'd pushed herself to finish as fast as possible solo, and now she was like this.
"Why'd you rush it so much?"
"I wanted to... finish quick... and rest... Ahh..."
"Hehe."
"Ugh... I can't move..."
"You know, you should exercise more and get out and about normally."
Of course, that wasn't much coming from me, with my own lack of exercise.
I wasn't as bad off as Ashley, but I wasn't exactly active either...
Still, I hadn't wandered around outside the mansion like her, so I didn't get muscle soreness anywhere near that severe.
I could only conclude she'd barely moved—or exercised—up to now.
"Ughhh..."
"Does it hurt a lot?"
"Yeah..."
She had a sleepy expression, but whether from pain or restlessness, she kept squirming with her sore body.
It was... kind of funny watching her flail around on the bed by herself.
"Teacher, Teacher."
I drew closer to Ashley, who was still writhing alone on the bed.
"Want me to give you a massage?"
"Massage?"
"Yeah, your shoulders or back... They're hurting a ton right now, right? If I rub them a bit, it might feel better."
"Is that so...?"
Well, honestly, my small hands kneading her wouldn't make much difference.
But leaving her in pain like this felt a little pitiful.
Sure, watching her struggle without helping might've been entertaining in its own way...
"Lie down properly. I'll rub you down."
"O-okay..."
Ashley followed my words and slowly lay flat on the bed.
Unlike her previous awkward twisting, now she was neatly positioned.
Man... When she lay there quietly like this, so normally... she was stunningly beautiful.
Her sky-blue hair and eyes sparkled, and her impressively voluptuous chest and figure... Objectively, she was a total beauty.
"Sigh..."
"What?"
"Nothing."
Anyway, I decided to knead my muscle-sore, exercise-deficient, shut-in beauty of a teacher.
-Squeeze...
"Nyaang..."
"Hurts here?"
"Mmm..."
I just lightly pressed the muscle just below her collarbone.
Really, just lightly.
Just below the collarbone... so... a tiny bit above her chest proper?
The moment I pressed there...
"Nyaang..."
Oh...
-Squeeze...
"Hye..."
-Press.
"Heh."
-Press.
"Hn."
-Press.
"Heng..."
Oh... this is fun.
Every press got a sound out of her, like some amusing reaction.
I'd started out meaning to help, planning a proper massage.
But now it was fun enough that I wanted to keep going.
-Squeeeze...
"This spot seems especially tight."
"Ah... Mm... Yeah... kinda..."
Her upper chest was bound to be knotted up.
With assets as big as her head, it'd be weirder if it didn't bother her.
I figured her shoulders were probably similar, maybe even worse.
"Hmm..."
With that in mind, I squeezed her shoulder next.
Right at the midpoint of the shoulder line... squeeze...
"Haaah..."
"Hehe..."
"That feels so good there..."
She didn't need to say it; her reaction said it all. She loved it.
My chest had grown a bit lately, but nothing like hers, so I couldn't really relate.
Frankly, getting that big seemed more hassle than it was worth, so I wasn't aiming for it...
Anyway, since Ashley toted around those huge breasts daily and had overdone the garden remodel, leading to this.
I resolved to thoroughly work out the soreness.
"Ah..."
"Eut..."
"Hnng... Eut... Right there..."
I spent time kneading her shoulders, upper chest, and back with my fingertips.
Her reactions to each press were fun, and it felt like I was toying with Ashley using my fingers, which made it even more entertaining.
Before I knew it, I'd gone way longer than planned.
"Hee... Hek..."
"How was that?"
"Bes... best ever..."
Seeing her react so positively made me feel pretty good too.
"Want more?"
"Well..."
"What, Teacher? Didn't like it?"
"No, it's not that... But something about my student doing this feels a bit off...?"
...Now you say that?
After all the lounging, eating, and sleeping she'd done up to now, over a little massage?
Her thought process intrigued me, but I decided not to dwell.
I'd known for ages that sleepy Ashley and alert Ashley were worlds apart, so no point prying.
"I'll do more."
"Wait..."
[Advanced Magic: Telekinesis]
I used magic to flip her body over.
So her back faced the ceiling.
"You don't have to..."
"Teacher, you say that, but you're just lying there still?"
"It's just... my muscles are relaxed from the massage...?"
"Yeah, I'll keep going."
I approached the prone Ashley again.
Honestly, this was a chance for her sore muscles to get relief, and for me, a fun experience.
Mutual benefit, right?
Even if she said she was fine, this was all just cute devotion from her student.
Probably?
"Hyaat..."
*
"Whew... Much better now, right? Shoulders, back, legs—all of them."
"Mm..."
Yeah.
Massage for my pretty teacher: complete.
My small fingers ached a little, but seeing her reactions made it all worthwhile.
"Hehe... Glad you liked it so much, Teacher."
"Mm..."
During the massage, she'd squirmed from tickles, winced from pain, and sighed in relief—but now she was totally spent.
I'd just worked out the soreness diligently.
Maybe too diligently, since now she couldn't move at all.
"Hm."
Nice to look at!
"Teacher, if you get sore again, I'll relieve it next time too?"
"Y-yeah..."
"I won't give you any work for a while either. Rest easy."
"Okay..."
I'd pretty much played with Ashley enough for now.
Time to head out.
I'd dropped by her room on a whim, but I had a bit more to do today.
"Um... Camellia...?"
"Yes, Teacher?"
"...Never mind. Nothing."
What was that?
She started to say something but stopped.
I considered asking what was up, but she'd cut herself off.
Probably not important.
"Then sleep well? And keep up the good work next time."
"...Yeah."
With that, I slipped out of Ashley's room.
Smiling.
"Pfft..."
Once out, the laughter bubbled up again.
It was just a massage, but way more fun and enjoyable than expected.
The massage itself wasn't thrilling, but her reactions to every press were hilarious...
"Puhuhu..."
I kinda wanted to do it again.
Like, work her until the soreness hit hard, then repeat.
"Perverted, huh."
Felt a tad pervy, but...
This was the first time I'd seen her react like that.
Up till now, it was mostly sleepy Ashley, but who knew she had this fun side too.
Sleepy, she'd do nothing but look like a beauty; awake, she was cool and gorgeous...
"Gotta tease her more before Academy enrollment."
Ah.
"Not tease. Play with..."
Toying was teasing, right...?
Anyway.
Lately, with nothing much to do, I'd been bored—but now I had a new hobby.
"Young Lady."
"Yeah, Lize. Got what I asked for?"
I'd been lounging in a chair, relaxing alone, when Lize entered my room.
She'd finished the task I'd assigned.
"Yes, here. Reports on the key figures enrolling in the Academy."
"Thanks."
Enrollment wasn't just for show.
There were goals, always political or business gains.
Gathering this intel beforehand was essential.
Separate from my distaste for Academy hassles or lack of interest—I always collected info.
"Ah, Academy enrollment is such a pain..."
I took the papers from Lize but promptly faceplanted onto my desk, grumbling.
Seriously, tea time with Rozalin, dressing Lize in non-maid outfits, or messing with Ashley like today sounded... way, way more fun.