I Reincarnated as a Mob in a Depressing Erotic Video Game World. When I Saved the Main Heroine That Fallen Into Despair, Her Overwhelming Obsessive Love for Me Wouldn’t Stop. - Chapter 30

“Sh-Shiruto-kun. I’ve changed my clothes…?”

A few minutes later, Ena shyly appeared in front of the bed while wearing her sports outfit.

The magical pressure-sensing massage works by directly kneading the magical energy inside a person’s body, helping it circulate and become active. For some reason, the fan book for “Magiaka” explained the method in great detail over several pages. Even a complete beginner could probably do it correctly.

“Thank you. You look good, Ena.”

Wearing her uniform would block the effect because it was too thick, but being completely naked was obviously not an option. So I had Ena change into a thin sports outfit. It looked like a modern Japanese gym uniform, not something from early modern Europe.

Her pale arms and legs peeked out from the fabric, and her healthy thighs stretched from the shorts. There was a small, budding curve that gave off a strangely fragile kind of charm.

“Hehehe. Shiruto-kun, do you like me wearing this?”

“No. I just like you, Ena.”

“Ah… Sh-Shiruto-kun. That’s unfair, the way you say that…”

Ena’s cheeks turned bright red.

She nervously pressed her fingertips together and said,

“I-I… really like you too, Shiruto-kun.”

“…Ena.”

“…Shiruto-kun.”

We stared at each other.

I couldn’t take my eyes off her soft, pink lips. Then, we shared a gentle kiss while barely touching each other.

“Mmm… hehe, hehe. Shiruto-kun, I like you, I really do.”

Ena smiled happily.

Well… I had scared her badly earlier with what I said. If this helps her feel even a little safer, it’s worth it.

I ruffled her hair gently and said,

“Alright, Ena. Let’s start now. Can you lie down on your stomach?”

“Yeah.”

She nodded like a little puppy and followed my instructions. Her silver and light-blue side tails bounced as she moved.

I knelt on the bed and looked down at her delicate back. It was so thin and fragile-looking, I worried I might hurt her if I pressed too hard.

“Ena. I’m going to touch your back first, okay?”

I brushed her hair aside and reached for her shoulder blades. The moment my fingers touched her, her whole body shivered.

“Ah… nngh… hyah…”

“…I’m sorry. It might tickle a little, but try to bear with it.”

Magic is a lot like blood. It flows endlessly through the center around the heart.

If someone can feel that flow during a massage, their control over magic improves a lot. At least, that’s what the original story and fan book said.

So, at first, I focused on the magic gathered near her heart while gently loosening it and helping it spread throughout her body.

But… Ena twisted and writhed in a way that looked almost painful…

“Ah… nngh… yaah…”

Her breaths were soft and sexy, her voice almost like she was gasping.

…There were similar scenes in the original story, with almost every heroine. Honestly, if I think about it, this magical pressure-sensing massage exists mainly for this kind of scene.

So I thought I was ready for it.

“Nngh… fuh… ahh… nn…”

The thing is… her voice now was much sweeter than in the original story. To be honest… It felt much more erotic than the massage scene I’d seen in MagiaKa.

“Nngh… yaah… hah, hah… nn…”

Her breaths grew heavier, her voice even sweeter, and through her gym uniform, I could feel her soft skin.

But this was all for Ena’s happiness. I reminded myself that I had to endure.

I moved my hands toward her waist and,

“Nngh…!?”

“Ah… I-I’m s-sorry! Did I press too hard…?”

“…Haa… nn… Y-yeah. I-I’m okay…?”

Even though her voice and breathing said otherwise.

Still, I wasn’t going to stop halfway. If I kept going a little longer, Ena would probably feel the magic circulating clearly for herself.

I slowly moved my hands down from her waist and reached for her pale thighs.

“I-I’m s-sorry, Ena. Next, I’ll touch the back of your thighs…?”

“Y-yeah…”

She nodded, a soft breath escaping her lips. The warmth from her thighs spread through my hands. It was proof that her magic was flowing correctly.

“Nngh… Sh-Shiruto-kun…”

“W-what is it, Ena?”

“My… my body… nn… it feels… weird…”

“I-it’s okay. That’s just the massage working…”

Ena buried her face in the pillow, but I could see her eyes glistening with tears.

It looked like her magic was circulating properly. When this massage was done, she would be able to feel and control her own magic much more easily.

(…Calm down, self. It’s just a massage. Just a massage…)

This is a noble act.

It’s not like… I’m enjoying Ena’s cute reactions or anything. I muttered excuses to myself, for no one in particular.

“Nngh… ah… Sh-Shiruto-kun…!”

Haa, haa, haa.

Ena’s breath was soft and seductive.

“I… I really like it… when you touch me, Shiruto-kun…”

“…Ena…”

Has she noticed my guilt? She gave me a teasing, while sensual glance and moved her wet lips.

“I want you to touch me more. So… can we… continue…?”

“…Y-yeah. Understand, I’ll continue…”

I couldn’t respond right away.

The point of this message was to help Ena control the “Witch’s Seed.”

So, I was supposed to ignore my personal feelings, but I wasn’t that kind of person.

“Alright… next is your calves. I’m going to touch them, Ena…?”

“…Hehehe. Yeah.”

Her soft body felt warm in my hands, and her sweet gasps echoed in my mind.

—The sense of duty to help Ena, and the guilt for disturbing pure Ena.

Torn between these two feelings, I continued the massage in a kind of dazed, unsure state.

“Nngh… kyaaa…”

Ena squirmed a little while still letting out sweet breaths.

“…Hehehe. Shiruto-kun, I like you. I really, really like you…”

As long as Ena was happy… I guess that was all that mattered.