Kneading Na-Young's Breasts 30 Times
I figured sleeping in until Monday morning before heading to work meant I had plenty of time, even if I went up to Seoul the day before. I decided to spend the remaining two days sorting through Grandfather's belongings in his room and checking for any other spots that needed fixing. Yemina-i's words had stuck with me.
Yeomra's divine power consumes a lot of the house's vitality. If you don't pay attention, it'll turn into a rundown shack before you know it. That's why you need a manager.
"So, what do I do? I don't know shit about fixing houses."
I told you, the Common Sense Alteration House is one with Ji-hoon. If there's a damaged spot, stroke it while focusing your mind and share some life force.
Finding and touching worn spots was no problem, but sharing life force? That gave me pause.
"Isn't that dangerous? Like, bad for my body or something?"
Ji-hoon has great stamina, so you'll recover quick.
"Stamina? Not physical strength?"
Stamina's the source of life force. Think about how you were made, Ji-hoon.
That made sense in a way. You need stamina for sex, and that's how life begins. Whether it's physical strength or stamina, as long as I recover fast, it was fine.
To test what Yemina-i said, I started slowly scanning the living room. Might as well check what was on each floor while I was at it. Truth be told, aside from the living room and one bedroom on the first floor, I had no idea what the place looked like. I hadn't come down often, and even then, it was day trips—eating out with Grandfather or crashing on the first floor before heading back.
To manage it properly, I need to know the whole layout.
The first floor had the living room, kitchen, and two bedrooms. Second floor: three bedrooms. Third: attic. One bathroom and toilet per floor. Way too big for Grandfather living alone. He'd bought it after I moved to Seoul. I was shocked when I came down after hearing about the move.
"This is basically a pension. Who'd you buy it from? Must've cost a fortune."
"Met a good connection. I'll live well and leave it to you when I go, kid."
Maybe that was foreshadowing. A connection with some unknown entity.
There's a barrier around the mansion. It won't be visible to normal eyes, so don't bother looking for it. To unrelated people, it's just a regular house, but to heroines, it'll look like a guesthouse.
I'd thought barrier meant some force field, but it was an illusion effect.
"Everything fits so perfectly. Grandfather's wish, leaving me the house, all these rooms—perfect for a guesthouse. And my class is manager."
Your connection to Grandfather was coincidence, but the Common Sense Alteration House granting wishes is inevitable. Don't overthink it—just enjoy. It's all for you, Ji-hoon.
Good is good, no complaints. I was just curious. No point nitpicking when wishes were being granted.
Good attitude. Hey, the floor's cracked a bit there. Focus your mind and stroke it with your hand.
Amazingly, the crack sealed up. I felt something drain out, but it was minor—just a vague unease.
I went up and down between the first and third floors, fixing worn spots. There were more than I'd expected. While I was at it, I tidied the garden too, when a KakaoTalk popped up.
It was Na-young.
Drinks were probably an excuse—the aphrodisiac effect Yemina-i mentioned must've kicked in. I was curious about real quests beyond the tutorial, and now I had a test subject.
Saturday afternoon, I woke up late and grabbed a quick lunch. I was planning to clean the empty lot behind the house before Na-young arrived, when a message appeared in mid-air.
Special privilege updated. Check before proceeding with quests.
Yemina-i called it a program, and now it was even notifying me of updates. My inventory held the common sense from clearing the tutorial.
Kissing the manager when entering the house is common sense, right?
This is for main quests, so the store must've updated too.
Opening the Common Sense Store, there was a new one. Probably for the next quest.
Holy shit, breasts. Finally, I could knead Na-young's glorious tits. Perfect price at 100 points. Bought it without a second thought.
Kissing the manager when entering the house is common sense, right?
Manager kneading breasts is common sense, right?
Two items in inventory now. Felt kinda proud, like I was one step closer to sex.
Na-young showed up around evening.
"Kuhahaha, here for my run today."
Her words were tomboy as ever, but her outfit? Totally different. Off-shoulder top showing her bare shoulders, miniskirt. The top was one thing, but that short skirt? Her national-treasure tits hid it, but Na-young's legs were killer. Thighs dripping honey, smooth calves finishing the masterpiece—pure art. Walking down the street, she'd make twenty heads turn out of ten. The plump flesh around her ankles and cute toes? Peak turn-on. Part I really wanted to suck when we fucked.
"Heh heh, you're a guy after all."
"What're you on about?"
"You were ogling my legs like a perv. Least your eyes aren't creepy like the others'."
"Cut the bullshit and come in. Weren't we running today?"
"Yessir~"
As Na-young passed the entryway, time froze and a quest window popped up in the air.
Perform the mission according to the altered common sense below and claim your rewards!
General quests have no penalties, but failure means no redo.
📍 Altered Common Sense:Manager kneading breasts is common sense, right?
📍 Mission: Knead Jo Na-young's breasts 30+ times.
⚠️ Caution: Must not touch skin directly when kneading breasts.
🎁 Rewards:
— Cash: 3 million won
— Points: 300pt
— Item: Trouble Cookie
— Affection: +5
It said tutorial last time, but now it's C-rank.
"Quests have ranks?"
Yes. S, A, B, C ranks. Difficulty and rewards scale with rank.
She said A unlocks sex. Asked what S was—said she'd tell later if it appeared.
What's beyond sex?
Curious, but I wanted to knead those tits ASAP, so I listened up. Time was of the essence.
Missions from store-bought common sense, remember? You can exceed the count, but must follow cautions.
"What's the item? Trouble Cookie?"
Cookie that helps heroines with their troubles. Explanation pops up when you get it.
"Clearing this unlocks tits, huh? Kneading mission and all."
Half-unlock.
"Half?"
Read the caution. No direct skin contact.
Ah. Only over clothes. So fucking detailed. Tease.
Quest starts in 5 seconds. 5…4…3…2…1….
The message vanished, and time resumed.
*
"Thirsty for booze or not, business first."
She set the booze and snacks on the table and walked over. Her cheeks flushed a pretty pink. Wrapping her arms around my neck to match eye level, she pressed her lips to mine. The whole process—diving in, pushing her tongue—was smooth as water.
*Slurp… smack, slurrrp… *smooch*… haa♡
Her tickling tongue play melted my brain. Why do girls' saliva taste so sweet?
30 kneads, right?
I'll do 300, I thought, gently placing my hand on her breast. Didn't wanna start rough and scare her—considerate, right?
"Hng! W-wait…!"
Na-young, lost in the kiss, jolted and pulled back. What?
Altered common sense was absolute, she said.
"What's up, all sudden?"
"No, you're gonna touch my tits, right?"
"Y-yeah."
Common sense was altered. So why resist?
"I'm wearing a bra."
"Bra?"
What did that matter?
"Yeah. Hold on."
She fiddled under her armpits alternately and pulled out her bra. Like some magic trick.
"There. Touch away."
Bra on dulled the feel, so she took it off. Who knew common sense alteration went this far? Making her strip underwear for better handfeel!
Back to kissing. Tongues swapping, savoring her saliva and texture, I grabbed her right tit.
Squish. Like a blob of hundreds of marshmallows—otherworldly texture spreading through my palm, waking dormant pleasure cells. Heat and national-treasure bounce through thin fabric? Perfection.
Insane.
Her hardened nipple stood out. Wanted to slip my hand in and tug it right then.
"Hnnng… hngh, hnnn…."
Even mid-kiss, excited moans leaked from her lips. Each knead reshaped it like memory foam—fascinating and hot. Didn't count, but it'd be easy. This felt so good, I could go all day like that shield guy.
