Episode 22. Cramming 4
Episode 22. Cramming 4
Of course, today's schedule didn't end with just meditation.
Stretching was also conducted today.
As usual, Seyeon pressed down firmly on my back, and I just lay there, shedding a few tears as I barely endured the excruciating pain that felt like my muscles were tearing.
"Uggggggggh......"
Moreover, since we were in the dormitory, I couldn't scream loudly, so I had to forcibly bite my lip and suppress my moans.
"It's only been six days since we started stretching, but you've become much more flexible."
Seyeon's tone, as she wrapped around me from behind, held a slight hint of laughter. It seemed she found the strange sounds I was making amusing.
"Ugh, ugh, uggh......"
"Just bear with it a little longer, okay?"
With her soft chest pressed against my back, I nodded like a child at Seyeon's gently coaxing words.
And the important point is that even at that moment, I was still wearing that slip.
Wearing what was practically a scrap of fabric while spreading my legs wide to the sides or upwards meant my sensitive areas were exposed quite blatantly.
I could feel Seyeon's gaze frequently drifting towards my crotch, as if it was on her mind too.
How should I put it... it just doesn't feel real.
The fact that I'm wearing a flimsy, sleeveless slip dress without a bra, getting stretched while being pressed down by my close female friend... it felt incredibly surreal.
Anyway, after what felt like 30 hours but was actually 30 minutes, the stretching finally ended.
'Ah, the smell of sweat...'
I had already sweated a lot during meditation, and now my body was damp and clammy again. It was cold sweat from enduring the pain.
The subtle, distinctly different scent of a girl's sweat, unlike before, wormed its way into my nostrils. It was a difference stemming from hormones.
Seyeon silently handed me a water bottle.
Perhaps knowing I'm a heavy sweater, Seyeon always carefully wipes my face with a towel and makes me drink plenty of water and beverages after each set of exercises. Just like now.
Well, of course she'd know. We're always together.
"Oh, did I get it too dirty? Sorry."
"No, I was planning to give that to you anyway."
"Ah, really... Thank you......"
I answered blankly, a bit dumbfounded.
'What does she mean she's giving it to me? This girl.'
Of course I'm grateful... but Seyeon's, well, aggressive, or rather, proactive attitude can sometimes be burdensome.
It feels like eating a course meal at a restaurant where five, ten, twenty dishes just keep coming out nonstop.
"Let's finish up with a massage."
"Mhm."
Seyeon straightened the mat and laid me down on it.
In my daze, I lay stiffly, only lifting my head slightly to look up at Seyeon.
A *click* sound was heard as a switch was turned off, and the lights went out.
Seyeon, who had been kneeling demurely and staring intently at my stomach, slowly reached her hand out and began to push the sleeve of the slip upwards.
"...Eek."
As soon as the strange sensation of the silk brushing against my skin ended, cool air licked past my bare skin.
"Since your body is already loosened up from stretching, I'll just start right away."
Saying this, Seyeon lightly scratched the very center of my abdomen with her fingernail. A slight shiver ran through me, and I flinched.
Soon after, Seyeon brought over a long, round plastic container from somewhere. It was filled with something sticky.
'Is that oil?'
It looked too viscous to be oil.
Anyway, Seyeon opened the lid and, putting strength into her grip, began to pour the oil directly onto my stomach.
The viscous liquid descended through the air for a long moment with a *sloooorp-* sound.
The oil that settled on my navel overflowed from the cavity and slowly spread to cover my lower abdomen.
"......"
The cold sensation of the chilled oil nearly made me let out another short moan.
Just like yesterday, Seyeon gently stroked my abdomen with her hand, spreading the oil evenly. Neither of us spoke, so the room was quiet. Only the subtle sound of oil being rubbed between hand and abdomen could be heard.
This time, Seyeon didn't cover my eyes with a towel, so I just stared blankly at the ceiling. Occasionally making eye contact with Seyeon felt a bit awkward, so I soon just gently closed my eyes.
Seyeon's body heat and the friction warmth transferred to me, warming my stomach. It was subtly comfortable, and sleepiness began to creep in.
"Hmm... This is going to get all over your clothes."
Seyeon's murmur broke the silence.
"Yubin-ah."
"Huh?"
"Can you put your arms up?"
"Up...?"
"Yeah. Like you're doing a 'hurray-'."
"Uum......"
I couldn't help but hesitate.
It wasn't exactly a strange request to raise my arms... but the situation itself was strange.
I'm wearing a sleeveless slip dress; if I raise my hands straight up above my head......
'It'll show.'
The... inside.
Plus, I'd broken a slight sweat from Seyeon touching me.
Seyeon watched me hesitate, my pupils rolling around uneasily. She had a puzzled expression, as if asking why I was just staying still.
'Isn't it also awkward to keep hesitating like this...?'
Right.
I already showed her just wearing a bra yesterday.
No, aren't we the kind of friends who see each other naked in the shower every day anyway?
So something like armpits are just......
'Ah, seriously.'
Why is my body refusing to move over something so embarrassing?
I frowned slightly and began to forcibly raise my arms, which seemed glued to the floor. The movement was stiff, like manipulating a jointed doll.
"......"
And so, I completely raised my arms upwards. A single drop of hot sweat from my armpit flowed sideways, pooling between my shoulder blade and the mat, adding shame to the already accumulated embarrassment.
Seyeon smiled as if satisfied, then looked at my clothes and spoke.
"Alright, then... Yap!"
Whoosh-
As Seyeon's index finger swiped through the air once, the slip I had been wearing was suddenly sucked upwards as if someone had yanked it hard, and in an instant, it was off.
I was dumbfounded by what had just happened, my lips just twitching, before my face flushed red and I immediately sat up.
"Wh-what is this...!"
Now suddenly dressed in just panties without a bra, I covered my body with my arms and blurted out unconsciously.
Using telekinesis for something like this...?
Seyeon just found my reaction funny, covering her mouth and giggling.
"Sorry. Just playing a little prank. I thought the oil would get all over your clothes, so I figured we'd just do it without."
"Ah, uh, but, this is a bit......"
"Yubinnie, you're strangely shy."
Seyeon went to stroke my cheek but seemed to notice the oil all over her palm and withdrew her hand.
"We're both girls. And it's not like we're doing anything weird, so why is your face so red?"
"Ah, well, that's......"
I couldn't answer and just bowed my head, silently staring at Seyeon's legs.
After that, Seyeon said something along the lines of what I had been thinking earlier. That we've already seen everything there is to see, so it's fine, right?
Truthfully, I don't know either.
Why am I blushing like this......
Is it because Eun Yubin's personality is originally like this, or is it because, mentally, it's like exposing my naked body to the opposite sex?
Actually, if you think about it, showing your naked body to others is obviously embarrassing.
But Seyeon is speaking with the nuance that it's 'totally normal between girls'......
My mind is probably still male, so I don't really understand the way girls think.
I really don't know.
So I just decided to go along with what Seyeon said. When you don't know, it's best to just follow someone else's lead.
Hiding my trembling body from embarrassment as much as possible, I lay back down on the mat. Seyeon looked at me with a smiling face.
Turning my neck slightly to the side, I saw the slip that had flown off earlier lying crumpled on the floor.
I just sighed, thinking 'whatever will be, will be.' Because I don't know.
"Today, I'll focus on areas we didn't do last time."
Seyeon placed her hand on my right side.
"Starting with the pelvis, little by little......"
"Ah......"
Seyeon pressed firmly on the inside of my right pelvis with both thumbs. It felt like she was pushing the flesh inward.
It was strangely painful yet relieving. Though the pain was greater, of course.
She pressed, then released her hands, rubbed and kneaded the pelvis for a moment, then pressed again, repeating the process.
Press, preeess......
"Ugh, haah......"
Thanks to the oil, her hands slid over my sides like skates, moving freely. She went up from the pelvis to gently sweep the love handles or grab a handful with both hands and pull firmly.
After several minutes of repeating these motions, her hands naturally moved across my lower abdomen to the other side. She was still applying pressure to the flesh, so my lower abdomen sunk inward.
"Ah, ugh...?"
The moment her hand passed below my navel, my body tingled and twitched repeatedly.
"...? Yubin-ah, what's wrong? Did it hurt?"
"Ah, no. I'm fine."
'What was that...?'
What was that sensation just now?
I think I've felt it before......
After pondering deeply, I found the answer. It was definitely the same feeling I had when my chest was touched recently.
'Hmm......'
Do I need to put a patch on my lower abdomen too?
Just kidding.
Anyway, Seyeon massaged the other side of my pelvis in the same way.
"Doing this makes the love handles shrink in."
"Ah......"
"So your pelvis looks bigger too. It's an optical illusion, though."
"Uum......"
Not really an effect worth being happy about.
If I were really a girl, I might have been pleased but......
Seyeon moved her hands from my sides to my upper abdomen. It seemed we were moving on to the next stage.