In a World Where Chastity is Reversed, I Ended Up Working as a Hot Spring Attendant - Chapter 116-117

Chapter 116: Let’s Squeeze It

Softly, patting, rubbing…

It was small and thin, but definitely soft, and the exposed top part didn’t shy away from making its presence known.

Sitting on one of those small, backless chairs you often find in arcades, she sat in a straddling position, asking if she wasn’t too heavy. Honestly, I didn’t feel any weight at all. In this position, there wasn’t any pressure from bones or body weight hitting any part of me—it was this strange fluffy sensation.

People might say it’s obvious something’s going on here, but I chose not to care.

“Hm…mm…”

Every time I touched gently, she stifled a moan and glanced at me as if showing off.

Her mouth curled into a grin I could barely stand to look at.

(Is it because she feels like she won some kind of privilege?)

In a way, because of her small size, everything felt more direct. Her heartbeat, thumping like a fast drum, sounded louder than before.

The top part I could feel with my palm kept getting harder, insisting on its presence. As if urging me to pinch it, I gently rubbed and rolled it with soft strokes.

“Mmm…”

Soft whimpers escaped her lips, which was a bit amusing.

I could feel the inner side of her thighs rubbing together, as if they were pleading for something.

Thinking it’d be unfair to tease her this much and leave her hanging, I finally pinched the insistent part I had been feeling for a while.

“Mmm?! Mm~?!”

She let out an unvoiced scream, her legs trembling, so I pulled her in to hold her steady.

“We’ll continue this some other time, okay?”

After making sure she had calmed down, I patted her head and back.

I could feel her nod in response.

“Well then, since we’re here, should I give you a little squeeze?”

Half-jokingly, I called out to the others who had been watching intently, eyes almost bloodshot.

“Yes!”

I’d said it, but now I was panicking inside. What if I messed up? How would I cover for that? I was already preparing to laugh it off.

But before I could say anything else, someone cut in at lightning speed.

It was the same girl who had moved so fast yesterday, making the first attack.

Her breasts were nicely sized—not too big, not too small—with a sense of fullness, fitting perfectly in my hands.

“Who’s next?”

“Yes!”

Immediately, another participant followed. I understood where this was going.

“So, why were things so heated earlier?”

As I continued to knead, the question slipped out of my mouth. I suddenly felt like I had some leeway.

“Because those two’s moods and skin were noticeably glowing.”

She answered clearly, pointing her gaze toward the two members of the management team, Kiyora and Kotori.

“I guess they’re in a good mood, huh?”

Considering how they were acting all giddy yesterday, it made sense.

“Is it this?”

“No, that’s something else, right?”

I smiled wryly.

I figured it was probably their way of expressing frustration. With more wives, the less time they’d get to have me all to themselves.

It was cute to see this tiny bit of jealousy.

“So, I challenged them to a match, asking to learn their secret if I won. But I ended up losing.”

She slumped her shoulders in defeat.

“I see…”

Honestly, those two are pretty noticeable, so I feel like it’s best to have them on our side.

“I’ll teach you later, so look forward to it.”

“Please do!”

Her eyes glinted sharply. Maybe it was part of her professional nature, but she really was an interesting person.

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Chapter 117: Last Night’s Events (Misago’s Perspective)

“Huh? They’ve fallen asleep?”

I mumbled, checking if they were conscious or not by waving my hand in front of their face.

I had only taken my eyes off them for a bit to prepare, and in an instant, they had fallen asleep.

“They worked quite hard during the day…”

Hachikuma-nee responded apologetically.

“Being too kind and having a great sense of service can be a bit of a problem, huh?”

“Really…”

“Truly…”

The two of us sighed deeply, feeling a bit melancholic.

Earlier today, I had been planning all sorts of ways to drain them, or rather, have them pour into me tonight, running all sorts of mental strategies, but reality never goes as smoothly as expected.

Now, as I reflect on it, I wish I could have enjoyed the taste and sensation more fully.

“Well, it’s expected and natural, right?”

For a normal guy, once every three days is pretty much the maximum output. Given that they had done it yesterday and the day before, it was already a good result.

That’s why the exclusive honeymoon period is said to last only three days.

But even though we managed once, I couldn’t admit that I was truly satisfied — not outwardly, at least.

Yesterday, I let Hachikuma-nee take the lead, so I couldn’t just barge in and disrupt things with a night raid. Instead, I had to console myself alone.

But after experiencing the real thing, being alone just didn’t cut it anymore, leaving me more restless.

“Maybe they’ll recharge when they wake up, so let’s aim for that?”

While eyeing Hisui-san’s sleeping face with a glint in my eye, Hachikuma-nee suggested I calm down a little.

“Ah, that’s a good idea…”

I couldn’t help but swallow my inner drool as I imagined how many rounds I could get in first thing in the morning.

“Goodnight.”

Deciding to sleep until then, I whispered softly, turned off the lights, crawled into bed, and obediently closed my eyes.

“Goodnight.”

“By the way, is it safe to cuddle them while they sleep?”

I couldn’t sleep after all.

“They’ll probably forgive you, right?”

Hachikuma-nee responded, sounding somewhat exasperated.

If I prepared a bit beforehand, wouldn’t it feel really nice later on?

“…It’s amazing how it doesn’t seem like they’d get mad, isn’t it?”

Her tone was still slightly incredulous.

“Yeah, they said as long as I tell them I love them, they’d forgive me for pretty much anything.”

It feels like too low of a price. Is it really okay to talk about unconditional love like this?

“Wouldn’t they get mad if you drained them all night long?”

“Yeah, that might be pushing it…”

I closed my eyes again, deciding to sleep for real this time.

“What does it taste like, again?”

I still couldn’t fall asleep.

“I’m not naming names, but someone said Hisui-san’s is rich and delicious.”

“It’s gotta be Grandma Yata…”

As expected from a yokai…

“Misago, were you always the type to be this comfortable with dirty jokes?”

She sounded both curious and slightly disbelieving.

“Well, I don’t know, after doing it and waiting a day, my imagination just started spinning with all the things I could’ve done.”

“You sound like a middle schooler who just learned about self-pleasure, Misago…”

She seemed really exasperated now.

“But you get what I mean, right?”

“Yeah, I do.”

“Besides, after tonight, they’ll probably be a bit worn out from the vaccine reaction, so even if they can manage, take it easy…”

She reminded me again.

“How many shots were in that complete vaccine set?”

“Over 10.”

“…Yeah, we shouldn’t push them too hard, huh?”

When you hear the number, it’s intense. I remember feeling pretty wiped out myself, even though we took intervals between shots.

“But there’s only one day left, right?”

No matter how much time we have, it never feels like enough. And when it comes to how many times Hisui-san can go, it’s probably only a few more at best.

“That’s why we’re in this shared state, right? We’ve got six days total — three for you, three for me, so four more days including today, no?”

“Oh, right, that’s how it works.”

That brought me a bit of relief.

“So just sleep for now.”

She sounded pretty fed up.

“Okay…”

This time, I reluctantly decided to sleep.

And in the morning, I got plenty. Fully satisfied.