My Gift Is “Beauty”. I Think It’s Useless, but It Seems to Be an S-Rank Gift With the Strongest Buff Effect for Beautiful Girls - Chapter 70: Instant Skill

Chapter 70: Instant Skill

“I… will absolutely never forgive you!”

A girl, who seemed to be Aoi’s friend, pushed Hiroyo, who had just finished a treatment, and glared at him with eyes that looked at him like he was trash.

It appeared she misunderstood that Aoi was being attacked by Hiroyo, and she desperately called out to Aoi, but the person in question was still dazed, right after reaching a climax.

“Hey, wait a minute! You’re misunderstanding something!”

“Misunderstanding? What’s that supposed to mean? I only believed what I saw! You attacked Aoi—what else could it be!”

Indeed, the sounds Aoi had been making included words like “no” and “stop.”

If someone heard those words in fragments, it might be understandable, as Rio said, that they would mistake Hiroyo for attacking her.

“It’s true! Aoi-chan was tired from club activities, and I was just giving her a treatment to heal her!”

“A treatment? A treatment… what part of Aoi were you touching for this so-called treatment! This… this isn’t a treatment!”

Indeed, he had touched parts unrelated to the treatment this time.

But that was at Aoi’s own plea, not something Hiroyo sought out.

Even if he hadn’t touched her, Aoi might have ended up in a similar state… but either way, this was consensual, and Hiroyo was not at fault.

“That might be true, but… Aoi-chan asked me to do it! …Well, I was the one who asked first, but… the important parts weren’t my idea…!”

“What are you talking about! Your words don’t make any sense! No one would believe what a pervert says! You probably sweet-talked Aoi into this…!”

No matter how he explained, there was no sign of being understood.

The lewd-sounding words about the treatment that slipped out of his mouth only made him seem less credible.

It was at that moment.

Aoi, who had been trembling just moments ago, finally regained consciousness, took Rio’s hand, and slowly sat up on the bench.

“Rio-chan…”

“Aoi… Aoi…! Thank goodness, you’re awake. But… I couldn’t save you…”

Rio—the name of the girl who seemed to be Aoi’s friend was revealed.

Rio tightly gripped Aoi’s hand, regretting that she couldn’t protect her from the devil’s hands.

“Hehe… Rio-chan, you’re misunderstanding.”

“…What’s that supposed to mean?”

“I asked Hiroyo-senpai to do this to me, you know?”

“…Huh?”

Rio’s expression froze. Those were unbelievable words.

What Aoi said was the same as what Hiroyo, whom she had just called a devil, had claimed.

“B-But… this guy, he’s the one you said was a playboy and dangerous, so you should stay away from him… so I thought you were tricked…”

“…What’s that?”

Hearing those unforgivable words, Hiroyo got up from the floor where he had been knocked down and mentally retorted.

(Aoi-chan was calling me a playboy?!)

“Haha… I never thought Rio would actually get close to Hiroyo-senpai.”

“…What do you mean? Wait, does that mean… you’re dating this guy?”

“Nope—I’m just his friend with benefits.”

“N-No way, you’re being tricked! This jerk! This scum who seduced and defiled Aoi!”

Perhaps Aoi chose her words poorly, as Rio deepened her misunderstanding.

Hiroyo, hearing this in front of him, held his head in frustration.

How could he explain to make her understand?

Due to the “oath” gift, Aoi couldn’t talk about Hiroyo’s gift to others.

The only way to explain would be through Hiroyo himself, but revealing his gift in this hostile situation could spread strange rumors and even attract the attention of teachers.

“…Huh?”

It was at that moment.

Aoi, who had been sitting on the bench, suddenly stood up and started patting her body as if checking it.

“Aoi? What are you doing?”

With this puzzling action, Rio’s expression, which had been stiff with anger, softened slightly.

“Senpai! My body feels so light! No muscle soreness, and all my fatigue is gone! …I could go back to club practice and move at full strength!”

“Really!? That’s exactly the result I expected! This could be something amazing! It’s never happened before!”

“Did I help you, senpai?”

“Of course! We need to tell everyone…!”

Despite Rio’s worries, the two continued their mysterious conversation cheerfully.

Aoi, not even wearing her underwear, high-fived Hiroyo.

Seeing this, Rio’s anger flared up again.

“What’s going on!?”

“Rio, are you still mad? I told you, Hiroyo-senpai is my friend with benefits.”

“That’s not normal! The old Aoi wasn’t like that! You used to confide in me and worry so much… and now you’re suddenly so cheerful, like a different person…!”

“Ah… back then, Rio, you really helped me out… I’m super grateful. But I like who I am now, so I moved on.”

Aoi had been troubled by her small breast and couldn’t take a step forward with the boy she liked.

At that time, she learned about Hiroyo, received his treatment to enhance her breast, and confessed.

—However, things turned messy afterward.

She wasn’t satisfied with the boyfriend she got because of Hiroyo’s treatment and returned to Hiroyo.

That boyfriend, choosing the wrong person to confide in, was persuaded and ended up sleeping with someone else, leading Aoi to break up with him…

Not everything, but back then, the person Aoi confided her troubles to was Rio Kozuka.

They were classmates from the same middle school and often hung out when there were no club activities.

That’s why, while keeping Hiroyo’s existence a secret, Aoi had told Rio a fair amount.

“It’s his fault. Aoi, you changed because of him!”

“Rio… a lot happened, but how do I look now? Do I seem unhappy? Compared to when I was with Hayato, what do you think?”

“…”

Rio was at a loss for words.

Needless to say, Aoi looked happier now.

That’s exactly why Rio didn’t want to admit it.

“I… liked the Aoi from before she dated Hayato better.”

“Then, should we stop being friends?”

“No! I didn’t say that! I’m your best friend, and from now on—Aoi?”

Aoi gently hugged Rio, who was openly emotional.

“It’s hard to explain, but Hiroyo-senpai isn’t a bad person. If anything, he’s the one being tossed around by everyone.”

“You were the one who called him a playboy… Hearing that, of course, I’d get a bad impression, and seeing this—”

“That was just a joke. There’s no way this harmless-looking guy could be a real playboy. How should I put it… it’s like everyone’s borrowing Hiroyo-senpai.”

“D-Don’t keep saying ‘playboy’ like that…”

As Aoi explained while hugging her, Rio’s anger gradually subsided, perhaps influenced by her warmth.

“Senpai, I’ll take my leave for today. I want to stay longer, but with Rio like this…”

“Oh, yeah. I’ll repay you for this—”

At that moment, Rio shot a sharp glance at Hiroyo.

“I still haven’t forgiven you.”

“Uh, haha… I’m in trouble…”

“Senpai, leave Rio to me.”

“Yeah…”

Hiroyo wanted to confront her about telling her friend he was a playboy, but in this situation, he had no choice.

Hiroyo left the girls’ basketball clubroom, entrusting Rio to Aoi.

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“—An instant skill, huh…”

On his way home from the clubroom, Hiroyo thought about the effects of the “Lymphatic Massage” he had performed on Aoi.

His previous skills took weeks to show results.

But this skill was completely different in nature.

The effects appeared in less than a minute after the treatment.

Combat-related gifts, which qualify someone to enter a dungeon, whether offensive or supportive, typically show immediate effects.

Hiroyo’s skill, though it took time to perform, had an immediacy close to a supportive skill.

“Well, I’m not planning to become an adventurer now.”

But with this “Lymphatic Massage,” he might qualify to become an adventurer.

He could accompany adventurers, activate the skill during breaks to restore stamina or relieve fatigue.

It was a fine supportive skill to heal battle-worn adventurers.

“For now, I’ll share it with everyone at the next ‘Master Room’ meeting—”

Hiroyo hadn’t told anyone but Aoi about this skill yet.

So, he planned to share it at the next dungeon construction meeting.

“Still, that Rio girl… is she going to be okay? I left a really bad impression…”

He hadn’t expected things to turn out like this.

But from Rio’s perspective, it was understandable that he seemed like the “jerk” she was told about.

“For now, I’ll leave it to Aoi-chan, but I need to check if she’s been calling me a playboy to others…”

Hiroyo took out his phone and sent Aoi a message to confirm that one point.

While sending the message, Hiroyo looked down at his lower body.

“…It’s not going down… Sure, Aoi-chan’s appearance might’ve excited me, but this has never happened before—”

His lower body, fully engorged, had reached an unprecedented level of swelling.

It was as if he had taken Viagra, refusing to subside.

Hiroyo adjusted his position to avoid detection by passersby, held his bag to cover his lower body, and walked home.