Chapter 107
Chapter 107
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 107
Chapter Title: Secret Room # 3
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I'd massaged Aelga's body plenty of times before.
Especially since she was always asking me to rub her shoulders or neck whenever she got the chance—it was starting to get annoying.
Every time it happened, I couldn't help but think how women's bodies were definitely more delicate and slender compared to the rough, sturdy builds of men.
Like, what was the best way to put it?
It felt like handling fine porcelain that might shatter if you touched it wrong.
Even Elga's body, toned from all her training, gave off that vibe, so Mirna—who lived quietly indoors without much sun exposure—was a given.
Srrk.
Mirna Draco parted her hair forward as she offered me her back and shoulders.
Her pale neck and shoulders were now exposed to me, slender like a white swan's, making me feel like I'd injure her just by laying a hand on them.
"Then, if you don't mind."
Still, I mustered my courage and gripped Mirna's neck and shoulders. The muscles and skin there were incredibly soft and yielding, like my hands were sinking right in.
"Mmm."
"Feeling good?"
"Better than I expected."
I'd learned this technique taking knuckle shots to the head from prickly Elga, so of course it felt good.
Sure enough, the nape of her neck and shoulders under my fingertips were warming up, sweat starting to bead.
Her blood circulation was improving, speeding up her blood flow and raising her body temperature.
Her mental state seemed to be relaxing too, so I massaged her with the same care I'd given Elga.
At that, Mirna lay face-down on the floor atop my robe, like a sleepy cat stretching out in a sunny spot.
"Don't just do my shoulders and neck—get my lower back and upper back too."
She must've liked my devoted massage. Elga never lay prone much because of her large chest, but Mirna seemed fine with it.
I pressed firmly into her back and lower back, pushing upward.
"...Nngh."
Mirna let out an odd noise.
"Ahem."
She cleared her throat as if realizing her mistake.
But as I kneaded her erector spinae again, she kept making weird sounds like "Hic, hit."
Like some kind of instrument.
"Nngh—!"
Her reactions were so immediate it was kinda funny. Was her body that sensitive? Guess she wasn't lying about liking massages.
"Ahem, your hands stopped. Keep going."
A thought suddenly hit me.
Just the two of us in this secret room, completely alone.
Mirna Draco, whose mind wasn't entirely at ease.
The massage she'd reluctantly allowed.
Was there a better setup for conquering the Draco family's lady?
If it were Geum Theo, that grand thief who'd stolen the innocence of all the neighborhood kids and sisters, he'd never let this chance slip.
"Heh heh...."
「Such a nymph-like laugh...!
Job: Half-Fairy level up...!
Half-Fairy Lv. 7 → Lv. 8」
「As a perk for reaching level 8 in the job 'Half-Fairy,' you acquire the talent 《Dewdrop Eyes》...!」
「Talent 《Dewdrop Eyes》: Clear eyes that put those who see them at ease...!」
My laugh alone gave me EXP and a new talent? Shocking. But I couldn't just celebrate—Mirna jolted upright like she'd been startled.
"What was that? I just heard a really creepy laugh."
I'd let out a weird chuckle without realizing, snapping her out of her daze.
"It's nothing. Stay lying down."
"......"
I pressed on her back, forcing the suspicious, wary Mirna down again.
Then I kneaded her back and lower back like before, easing her tension.
"Hnng...."
Fortunately, she melted like cheese on a hot griddle, flattening prone on the floor.
I worked my way down her shoulders, sides, and lower back to her pelvis, pressing with my thumbs.
To avoid suspicion, devotedly, for about ten to thirty minutes.
Drip, drip.
Sweat beaded on my forehead and fell to the floor. Massaging was hard work, after all.
But it paid off. Her body was now completely limp, utterly relaxed.
"May I massage somewhere else now?"
"......"
No reply from Mirna. Maybe she was too blissed out and languid to respond.
Well, no refusal meant yes, right?
I slowly moved my hands to her lower body. To the plump hips hidden under her thin skirt.
Very slowly, never rushing, leisurely.
—Gulp.
I tensed up.
Hips are one of the most muscled areas on the body.
So even massage-lover Mirna would surely enjoy having them kneaded.
But touching someone else's hips crossed a certain 'line'—especially a man touching a woman's. It meant something more!
Shk.
My hand landed boldly on her round hips, like an astronaut on the moon.
"What do you think you're doing?"
The Mirna who'd been all melted moments ago grabbed my wrist. Her grip was surprisingly strong, nearly making me tear up.
"Where are you touching?"
Her repeated questions carried a chill. Afraid she'd rip my arm off, I scrambled for an excuse.
"Hip massages are important. To check if the spell I cast on you earlier worked properly, I need to stroke your hips."
"...Don't lie! What nonsense is that?"
"Look me in the eye. Do I look like a liar?"
I acted more truthful than truth itself. My new 《Dewdrop Eyes》 talent from Half-Fairy level 8 activated like fairy instinct.
"Urgh...."
Mirna met my gaze, then suddenly looked away like it pained her. I appealed to her.
"It's an important step."
"......"
No response. Was this it? Devout believers were tough. I'd just been thinking Elga was too easy when—
"...This is all because you cast some useless spell on me. Once we get out, I'll punish you myself. Remember that."
She was threatening, but reading between the lines, it was like permission to touch her hips.
So instead of replying, I placed my hand on her hip and gave it a light squeeze. I vividly felt my fingers digging through her skirt, undergarments, and into her flesh.
"Ugh... Is this really part of the spell check?"
"Yes. If we don't do it right now, your body might stop moving again."
I scared her. It seemed to work—she said nothing more.
Just lay there prone, sighing softly like she was wishing time away.
Srrk, srrk.
Squish, squish.
I kneaded her hips diligently.
Even through the fabric, her softness, yield, and warmth pressed into my palms. Nice pelvis too.
"......"
No more scolding or reactions from Mirna. Kinda boring now. Felt like kneading a doll.
My heated head cooled, reason returning. What was I doing trapped in this secret room?
Shouldn't I be looking for an escape?
But no matter how I searched, not a single clue on how to get out. Completely sealed.
That realization made me feel like an idiot.
What the hell was I doing?
"Commoner, your hands stopped."
Mirna urged me on. She'd been against hip rubs earlier, but now she was prompting me?
I pressed her hips and voiced the thought that had just hit me.
"What if no one comes and we die here?"
"Why say something weak now? Didn't you say the Spider Queen would rescue us?"
"True, but if she doesn't... wouldn't it feel weird knowing we're spending our last moments together?"
Srrk.
At my rational words, Mirna sat up slowly. She looked at me, asking like she had a complaint.
"Is spending your last moments with me dissatisfying?"
"No, not that. But dying like this... so much left undone, it'd be unfair, right?"
"What's so unfair?"
Her question sparked naughty schemes in my mind like lightning. I picked the most plausible one.
"I was born and raised in church facilities, living a pious life. No complaints there, but if I die now, one regret stands out..."
"Regret?"
I sensed her interest. Just us two, no choice. So I subtly confessed my inner thoughts.
"Dying without knowing a woman's warmth makes me so sad."
"W-What?"
Mirna panicked hard. Panic creates openings in the heart.
Like a small animal slipping through a crack, I seized the moment and piled on.
"If I die like this, I'll never understand the Creator's will in separating man and woman."
"......"
Mirna pulled her body under the robe and leaned against the wall, glaring warily.
I pressed on.
"This cramped room. You and me alone. Don't you sense some divine will here? I—"
"I get your base intentions, commoner."
She cut me off before I could say more.
"All those excuses, and it boils down to lusting after my body!"
Sharp as ever.
"But I understand. With perfect creation Mirna Draco in the same room, it's natural for men to feel desire. Especially after touching my body."
Her attitude was still arrogant and narcissistic. But she wasn't yelling or scolding, so I could roll with it.
Riding the momentum, I poured on the acting toward Mirna Draco.
"So I beg you, Mirna. Grant me this at the end of my life—let me know a woman. Touching your beautiful body, I can't hold back anymore."
Beating around the bush wasted energy. Time to go straight at her.
"This is your fault, really."
"M-My fault? Are you insane? Is the isolation messing with your head?"
Her defenses were rock-solid compared to soft Elga's—like a treasure chest. But even chests have seams.
"Then... at least let me touch your breasts..."
Show big, offer small—basic negotiation.
Plant the idea: Sex no, but pity's sake, breasts maybe?
A normal woman would've slapped me.
But trapped here, after 30+ minutes of me massaging to ease her mood.
This special situation where my touch left a deep imprint—could be the variable.
Plus, my 'Lustful Man' job at lv. 6 boosted odds of lewd actions over reason.
All I could do was hope for synergy.
"......"
Now, what would Mirna Draco say?
As I gazed desperately with my new 《Dewdrop Eyes》 skill.
She sighed deeply.
"The unrest of those who die without knowing love is strong. Wandering ghosts and virgin spirits are famous tales..."
"......?"
"This is the Draco mansion steeped in the grudge of the dead, and Solomon's ruins. If we die here, we might not reach heaven—doomed to haunt the living."
"So...?"
"...When you close your eyes, thank Mirna Draco's mercy."
Blood rushed to my head. Mirna was kinder than I thought.