"I'm coming in."
"Welcome."
I left the cafeteria a step ahead of them and returned to my room to finish preparations for the procedure—though it was just simple stuff—and before long, Renjoji-san arrived.
"E-Excuse me..."
"Welcome. So you came too, Ayase-san."
"Ehehe, I couldn't resist."
Ayase-san appeared right behind her.
It seemed she was going to receive my treatment as well. Well, that was exactly what I expected.
"It's fine, I prepared enough for two people properly. I'll finish setting up, so could you two get changed?"
"Okaaay."
"Yes."
After telling them that, I started my final preparations.
Both of them had received my massage at least once before. They knew the procedure.
"Hado Number 2: Hotarubi."
When I lit the incense I had prepared beforehand, a pleasant fragrance began to drift faintly through the air.
Mmm, smells good...
This was incense used in Kodo, the Way of Incense, and it had the effect of calming the mind and relieving tension. As expected of the Seireitei; even if it was cheap, the quality was incomparable to anything in the Rukongai.
I saved up my meager part-time job earnings to buy this.
"Hnngh..."
"Phew..."
Behind me as I prepared, I could hear the sound of clothes rustling.
Ideally, I would want to provide special changing clothes or a changing room, but my current financial situation made that impossible.
However, the sound of obi sashes being untied and hakama being removed, along with the small sighs they leaked during the process, made my heart race, so this was acceptable in its own way.
"Wow! Kosuzu-san, your body is so well-balanced... I'm jealous..."
"Oh, you're healthy and wonderful too, Ayase-san."
I could hear them praising each other's bodies.
They really were close friends. Thinking that I could be part of these interactions made me realize once again that my current way of living wasn't bad at all.
"I'm done."
"Wow, what a nice scent."
Eventually, they finished changing and were dressed only in their hadajuban and susoyoke—essentially their underwear.
Thanks to that, I could see their bodies clearly.
Renjoji-san had a moderately curved female body.
Her waistline was womanly, and her chest was plump. Although she trained daily in class and on her own, there was a faint layer of softness over her muscles, which combined with her dignified atmosphere to give her an elegance akin to a work of art.
In contrast, Ayase-san had a childish physique.
She had a chest, but it lacked volume; however, she gave off an overwhelming impression of being active and lively.
Perhaps because they were standing side by side, the contrast made them radiate different kinds of charm that made me want to pounce on them.
...Ah!
It was necessary for them to be as close to naked as possible so I could see the condition of their skin and the tension and reaction of their muscles.
This was definitely not a result of prioritizing my personal desires. Definitely, definitely not!
"Well then, both of you, please come over here."
When I urged them to lie down on the treatment bed—well, it was just a futon I brought from the bedding room—they were used to it. They lay down without saying a word.
"Okay, I'll start with Renjoji-san."
"Yes, please."
I started slowly kneading the lower body of her prone form, starting from the soles of her feet.
Slowly, slowly, my hands moved from her ankles to her calves. And then to her thighs.
"Nn... gh..."
Unable to hold it back, she leaked a small, gasping voice.
"This area tends to get stiff, so I'll focus on it a bit."
"Y-Yes... please."
I told her this and began to massage her thighs intensively. I worked the fleshy thighs from the outside inward, carefully.
"Nn... ngh... ah... uh..."
When I touched her inner thighs, a plump sensation was transmitted through my fingertips. At the same time, small sighs began to leak from her mouth over and over again.
Seeing her body tremble slightly as she desperately tried to suppress her voice made me inadvertently put more passion into it.
"Shall I go a bit deeper?"
"E... E-Yes, th-that's right... please, do it..."
After a slight hesitation, she begged for more.
So, to grant that wish, I massaged even more thoroughly.
Her firm thighs shook, and her hips spasmed slightly; her appearance was like she was begging, looking incredibly lewd.
The best proof of this was Ayase-san, who was waiting for her turn next to us; her mouth was half-open, her face was flushed, and she couldn't take her eyes off Renjoji-san.
"Okay, that's it for there. Next is..."
"...Ah..."
I stopped my hands right at the teasing point and moved on to the waist area. Let's pretend I didn't hear that dissatisfied sigh.
"However, you really have child-bearing hips, Renjoji-san."
"R-Really...?"
"As a daughter of nobility, isn't that a good thing? I envy the person who will become your husband in the future."
When I said that while touching her buttocks, her face turned red with embarrassment.
Like her thighs, her buttocks were firm and toned, yet returned a bouncy sensation when touched.
She had good flesh on her hips too, so her male classmates must have trouble knowing where to look.
"Ah! Th-There, maybe you don't need to do it so strongly?"
"No, you do a lot of sitting work, so I need to do this carefully... there."
I applied pressure to her buttocks with force.
They sank in with a squish, but regained their shape instantly when I let go; proof of good health.
As I massaged them to shape them, she raised a voice as if trying to cover up that she couldn't hold it back anymore. But I couldn't ease up.
I took my time here too, slowly and amply, kneading carefully as if shaping bread dough.
"Nn... uuugh... ha... ah..."
I couldn't hear the voices leaking sorrowfully.
We were in the middle of a massage right now.
Ah, kneading butts is fun.
My arms moved from her waist upwards, from her back to her shoulders, and up to her shoulder blades.
"Nn... that feels good..."
Reaching this area, she was probably just feeling the pleasure of the bodywork.
Her tone sounded somewhat relieved, yet just a little bit disappointed.
"Hmm... Ah, around here, right?"
I loosened the muscles along the line from both shoulders to her back, but I used a little trick while doing so.
Using the knack of firing a Cero and the knack of performing spiritual pressure healing with Kaido, I applied them effectively to release a very, very weak spiritual pressure from my palms to probe the condition inside her body. It was like an ultrasound scan in modern medicine.
Though what I was doing was much clearer than that.
"Ah! There... good, that feels good... more..."
The effect was as you can see.
Combined with her reaction, I knew exactly where she wanted me to focus. 'Here, this is the spot, right?' sort of thing.
"Is it here?"
"Th-There! More there..."
When I applied enough force for it to hurt a little, her begging words became more seductive.
Those words spoken looking back over her shoulder... if I were still a man, I probably wouldn't have been able to hold back.
Also, since I was on top of her massaging her back, her chest was being pressed down. So I could see a little bit spilling out.
A perk of the job.
"Okay, turn over next."
"Eh... it's over already...?"
"If I only do the back, your balance will get bad."
She seemed reluctant, but slowly turned onto her back.
However, hearing only the words, this would definitely be misunderstood.
"Well then, first is..."
"Hyaah!?"
When I poked her navel with my fingertip, I got a very fun reaction.
I saw it earlier, but her body was sleek and toned. There was no useless fat around her stomach. There was the necessary minimum of fat so it felt soft to the touch, but I could tell there were muscles beneath it, the result of her training.
"Was that ticklish? But this is the base for the stomach area."
"Wa... it! I-I get it so...! Don't touch it too much...!"
This area must be sensitive. I could tell she was clenching her back teeth to endure it.
Starting from the navel in the center of her stomach, I massaged outwards in all four directions as if draining it.
"Fu, ah... ngh..."
"Wow... wow..."
Ayase-san was letting out small noises constantly seeing her cast her eyes down and writhe in apparent agony.
Meanwhile, my hands moved from her stomach to the lower area first.
"Hyah!"
"The waist area is important here too, so please bear with it for a little while."
I slowly loosened the area from her lower abdomen to her inner thighs, moving along from the waist to the groin. Using the pads of my five fingers strongly, taking my time to search out the places she felt it most, slowly, slowly...
Especially focusing on the groin area. Being conscious of the center of her body...
"Nn, nnnnngh!!"
It sounded like she was enduring something, but I wondered what on earth it could be? Biting her finger, desperately trying to bear it... I had absolutely no idea what that was about.
Her breathing was rough and her whole body was heating up, but I see, this is a good thing. Proof that her metabolism has improved.
"Now then, finally—"
"Y-You're doing that part too, after all..."
When I placed my hand lightly on her chest, she spoke as if making a final resistance.
"Of course, right? I said it last time too, but the area around the chest is important. If the size is uneven, the body's balance will get weird."
"I-I suppose so... Please do it."
After glancing at my chest, she nodded as if making a grave determination.
I see. In a sense, my body was the most convincing argument.
I began to massage her boobs, centering on the chest area—moving from the valley side to the mountain side.
Hmm hmm, a volume that spills out of the palm just a little. The squishy sensation was quite nice.
Among our peers, she probably competed for first or second place? The firmness was good too; this could become addictive. I was getting a little excited.
"Ku... ih... uuugh... nn... gh...!"
From the rib side, from the collarbone side, I massaged. Over and over, thoroughly, subtly changing the amount of force, carefully, carefully to give the best stimulation she sought according to her reactions... Slowly drawing circles, confirming the texture... wrapping her soft boobs in my hands and giving them stimulation...
Each time, she writhed and clenched her teeth.
By the time the procedure was finished, she was covered in sweat. I wonder what was wrong?
I have absolutely no idea.
"Next is Ayase-san. Thanks for waiting."
"...Aya!? Y-Yhai! P-Please!?"
She must have been staring intently at Renjoji-san's treatment. She looked like her mind was elsewhere, but she finally came back to her senses when I called out to her.
"Well then, same for you, starting from the lower body..."
"Hyah!"
Something must have happened while she was waiting; her body was also damp and heated. I could expect an increased effect from the massage.
Every time I kneaded from her ankles to her thighs, a small scream went up and her body looked like it was going to jump.
Hmm, maybe she has sensitive skin?
She was petite originally and didn't have that much flesh, so combined with her heated body, she might be reacting hypersensitively to the stimulation.
"Ayase-san, I'm sorry. Could you endure it a little longer?"
"E-Endure it!? U-Understood!!"
The treatment had already extended from her thighs to her waist area.
Like this, kneading the area around her buttocks intensely over and over again—
"————gh!"
She clenched both fists tight with all her strength, enduring it desperately.
That appearance made my heart pound for some reason.
My mischievous spirit came out a little, so let's change it to a gentle stimulation, barely touching.
"...(Phew)"
A small sigh of relief leaked out. Well, the stimulation became weaker, after all.
But that is conceit; it will be fatal.
"Hm? Ah, around here, right?"
"...!?!?"
Timing it for when she got used to it, I pressed strongly from the inside to the outside around the base of her thigh. Immediately, a voiceless voice went up.
It seemed to be quite a good stimulation; the sound of her gasping breath echoed quietly in the room.
"Next, turn over."
"....Fhai?"
I slowly turned over her body, which had become dreamy and melted, but even then she didn't seem to have regained her senses yet.
"Next is from the stomach area... are you okay?"
"I'm, o-khay..."
I see, if she's okay then there's no problem.
If Renjoji-san was a woman, this one was... well, a girl. She was almost straight up and down, though she had swelled out a little.
Her stomach area was too sleek, almost a bit lacking. Her thighs also had only the minimum amount of flesh; slender legs like a gazelle.
Well, preferences in this area are good and bad. It's completely individual difference.
"Okay, from the navel."
"...gh!!"
It seemed her consciousness was forcibly awakened by the stimulation. But she obeyed my instructions and desperately endured.
Mm-hm, a good girl.
Then, gently on the stomach area just like that...
"Gh!! ...Ghh!?!?"
Was it several times the sensation of having her flanks tickled? Her figure enduring that stimulation with clenched teeth looked somewhat enticing.
"Going down just like this."
"Nn... gh!!"
Gently on the inside of the thighs from the front. Slowly putting power into my fingers. Cherishing her healthy legs, carefully like maintaining a sword.
From the outside to the inside, gathering towards the center line of the body...
"Fu... ugh...!! H... nn... gh! Th-There is...!"
Her usually energetic voice had taken on a feverish tone just for now.
Thinking that I was monopolizing a voice that she had never let anyone else hear made me naturally put more strength into it.
I loosened her body thoroughly over and over, and before I knew it, her waist area was trembling in small spasms.
"Finally, the chest area."
"P-Please do it!!"
Like Renjoji-san, she looked at my chest and spoke as if she had resolved herself. Maybe she was thinking "Give me half of those—no, even ten percent is fine!"
So, I did this carefully too.
The feeling of boobs that fit completely inside my palm, or rather were a bit lacking. But there was a definite softness there.
As if granting her wish, I did it slowly, slowly, carefully as if teasing.
Adjusting the flow of the body, putting my heart into it so the blood flow would go without stagnation. Carefully and elaborately, praying that her pectoralis major muscles would develop by stimulating the muscles. I kneaded her boobs slowly using my whole palm.
"...U, nn...! Ih... ugh...!!"
Ayase-san leaked hot voices repeatedly and trembled.
She too, by the time the procedure was over, was covered in sweat and her legs had given out so much she couldn't stand.
Procedure complete. I did a good job.
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