Chapter 127: You’re All Bottled Up (7)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 127: You’re All Bottled Up (7)
“Um, excuse me… do I… do I really have to wear these clothes…?”
The person asking that question—one that hardly needed an answer—was none other than Irene.
Just as Helena had, as Natalia had, and as Valeria had before her, Irene was currently wearing gray underwear that barely covered her breasts and pubic area as her only "outfit."
Of course, she was wrapped in a long, wide towel over it… but thanks to the Clairvoyance I had recently learned, Irene’s ripe body was clearly visible to me.
‘This, too, must be the grace of the Great Demon…’
I looked at Irene, who had yet to lie down on the massage bed, and answered as if I had nothing to hide before heaven and earth.
“As you know, this massage procedure is significant for your treatment, Irene, and for improving the circulation of your magic power.”
“I… I suppose so.”
“Originally, for a massage procedure, it is necessary for the practitioner to have direct skin-to-skin contact with the patient. Furthermore, to improve the circulation of magic power, I need to accurately sense the flow of your mana. I fully understand that you might feel uncomfortable, but this is all for the sake of treatment and research.”
In other words, there’s nothing suspicious about this, but I’d be very grateful if you’d cooperate.
When I conveyed that message well, Irene hesitated but slowly entrusted her body to the massage bed… however.
“By the way… why is this corner near the head torn off? It looks like it was made from well-tanned monster hide…”
“Ah… that… well… uh, there was a bit of an accident while setting up this room. Dropping things, bumping into things… that kind of accident… Haha, hahaha…”
“I don’t think monster hide would be damaged that easily…? This material is sturdier than most armor…”
“Accidents during shipping and moving are unavoidable. Of course, I plan to replace it soon.”
Irene still looked suspicious, but she eventually lay down on the bed.
‘Phew… that was close… Dammit, I forgot to fix that… Maybe I should have just told her the truth…’
No, not in a million years.
How could I tell her that Andrasta, while writhing in the throes of a climax, had accidentally ripped it off?
However, it also meant this:
Even the Overlord, whom no one else could break or stop, could not escape this bed.
With more pride and confidence than ever before, I finally stood at the feet of Irene, who was lying on the massage bed.
“Um… can I keep this towel on…?”
“Of course. The massage is for your treatment and research, not to make you feel ashamed, Irene.”
“Th-thank you. Haaa… what a relief…”
By the way… the more I look at her, the more she makes my heart race.
Recalling the sentiment I’d felt countless times whenever I saw Irene, I gently cupped her feet as they peeked out.
“Ngh…!”
“The feet are the furthest extremities of the body, and because they support your weight, they are the area where fatigue accumulates most easily.”
“I… I see.”
“It is also a very effective area for improving blood circulation. It might hurt a bit depending on the spot, so please tell me immediately if you feel pain or any strange sensations.”
“Yes… um… are we starting now…?”
“We are.”
Using the perfumed oil I had warmed up beforehand, I meticulously massaged Irene’s feet.
Damn… this plump, soft flesh, this smooth skin… and her toes, stretching out straight without a single deformity…
As I savored all of it while applying just the right amount of pressure, a sigh of relief inevitably escaped Irene’s lips.
“Haa… mmm… this… ngh…!”
“Are you uncomfortable?”
“N-no! It feels… haah… so good… haaa… mmm…”
Even a widow who still loves her departed husband can’t help it.
Anyone who comes under my touch has no choice but to make sounds like that.
Now… the feet are done.
Next, naturally, are the calves.
“Irene, I will massage your calves next. Could you please turn over?”
“Haa… ah, yes. Hnngh…”
Worried the towel might slip off, Irene carefully turned her body over.
It’s been a long time since I’ve seen a woman who gets embarrassed by every little thing like that.
At any rate, Irene was finally fully turned over.
‘Damn… she’s stunning.’
How can a woman who doesn’t do a lick of exercise or training have a body like this?
Irene’s backside was so incredibly inviting that the thought occurred to me automatically.
Thanks to that, I found myself licking my lips as I slid my hands between Irene’s calves, which were still covered by the towel.
“Ngh… d-do you… ah… really have to… mmm…! Do it… like that…?”
Huh? Ah, I accidentally started caressing her instead of massaging her.
Instead of melting away the fatigue with acupressure at the right intensity, I had reflexively started teasing her with a lingering, sticky touch.
But she’s not rejecting it?
Well~ then I can’t help myself~
“In the human body, there are not only blood, muscles, and bones, but also organs called nerves. They are very important and delicate organs that transmit commands from the brain to the body, allowing it to move and feel. What I just did was a procedure to increase the sensitivity of those nerves.”
“I-I see. Hmm… anyway, it’s my first time hearing about an organ called a nerve. Is that also knowledge from the foreign tribes?”
“That’s right. It’s a concept proposed by an Eastern Master Physician who visited the Konstanz territory a long time ago. It’s said he left behind much other knowledge as well, but unfortunately, it was so profound and vast that…”
So don’t ask any more.
I’m just an enthusiast who studied various professional books and X-tube videos for years to make the "massage genre" a reality.
As I stroked her calves with a touch filled with that sentiment, Irene didn’t ask any more questions.
No, she was in no state to ask.
“Ahng…! Haah…! Ngh, nngh…!”
By the way, usually, people try to hold back those kinds of sounds… but this lewd elf widow isn’t holding back at all.
Does she not realize how arousing she’s being…
Anyway, that’s the end of the calf massage.
Since that was just the appetizer, it’s time to move on to today’s main course: the upper body.
“I’ve relieved the fatigue in your lower body. Your blood flow should be much improved by now. How is the flow of your magic power, Irene?”
“Haah, haah, ah… yes… magic… mmm… oh my…?”
“It seems it was effective after all.”
Since making the contract with Sitri, I’ve awakened to magic power.
Thanks to that, not only can I feel the mana flowing through my own body, but if I concentrate mana into my eyes, I can also see its flow.
And so… I saw it clearly.
The unobstructed flow of mana, and the gray panties stained with dark spots.
Including Irene’s ravishing figure, of course.
‘I didn’t teach you Clairvoyance for that, but… fufufu.’
‘Great Demon Sitri, I will never forget the grace of my heavenly teacher.’
‘Then finish up quickly and hold me. Like everyone else, I am a lustful woman whose body heats up just by looking at you.’
After promising to do exactly that, I ended the telepathy with Sitri.
Then, Irene’s voice, sounding truly amazed, hit my ears.
“My goodness, I didn’t expect it to improve this much…”
“It seems the improvement is even greater than what I can sense.”
Slyly, I climbed onto the bed.
As soon as I positioned Irene beneath me, her panicked voice rang out.
“L-Leon…?”
“This is the position for massaging the shoulders and lower back. Could you turn your head to the side?”
“Ah… y-yes… phew…”
“Thank you. Then, I’ll begin immediately.”
“Yes… ngh…!”
As I firmly pressed down on her stiff neck, a pained groan erupted from her.
“Mmm, your symptoms are quite severe indeed. Please bear with it, even if it hurts a little.”
“Kh… ngh… yes…! Nngh…!”
Seeing her lie there obediently despite the pain, it clearly wasn’t just painful.
Besides, the pain from a massage subsides faster than you’d think.
Of course, that’s assuming the practitioner has proper knowledge and performs the procedure correctly.
Thanks to that, a sigh of relief was already beginning to leak from Irene’s mouth.
“Haa… hnn… ahhh…”
“How do you feel? Does it still hurt a lot?”
“No… there’s a bit of pain left… ah… but more than that… it’s refreshing… I feel like my head is clearing up…”
I bet.
For patients with turtle neck and round shoulders, headaches are an inseparable companion.
Since I had finished loosening up her neck, I decided to finish it off with something intense.
—Crack, snap!
“??????”
“Hahaha, that was a light Chuna therapy. How do you feel?”
“I-I don’t know… I thought my neck bone broke… but it’s so… haaa…”
“The sensation you’re feeling right now is what a normal state feels like.”
“I see… haaa, to think there was such a difference… my symptoms really were severe…”
“Don’t worry. You can definitely be cured. I’ll make sure you are. Now, shall we take the position again?”
“Ah, yes. Please.”
For a while after that, a series of brutal sounds echoed through the esthetic room.
The sounds of bones being realigned—crack, thud.
After finishing the correction of her shoulders and waist, Irene sat up with an uncontrollable smile on her face.
“My goodness… it’s been so long since my body felt this light. Thank you, Leon. And the flow of my magic power has improved significantly as well…”
“Haha, there’s no need to thank me yet. Treatment through massage isn’t something that ends in one session. As you can see in that mirror on the wall, your shoulders are already starting to roll forward and your neck is dropping again.”
“Y-you’re right. Haaa…”
“Treatment through massage is important, but the most important thing is to always maintain correct posture. Do you understand?”
“Fufu, you’re quite strict. I understand.”
“Thank you. Well then, let’s stop here for today. I’ll see you again tomorrow, Irene.”
“Yes. Then, I’ll be going…”
With that, Irene left my esthetic room.
Still clutching the towel tightly around her body.
‘Now… it won’t be long…’
No matter who they are, whether a Great Mage or even the Empress, once they come to this room, it’s only a matter of time.
With that conviction—something akin to self-hypnosis—I also left the esthetic room.
Irene wasn’t the only woman I had to love, after all.