The Scariest Delinquent Girl In The Entire School, Rumored To Be Terrifying, Ended Up Sitting Next To Me. I Thought My School Life Was Over, But It Turns Out She's Actually An Incredibly Sweet Person. On Top Of That, She's A Stunning Beauty With Blonde Hair, Blue Eyes, And A Curvaceous Figure—A Triple Threat! - Chapter 24: Massaging My Girlfriend When She Has Sore Muscles.

Massaging My Girlfriend When She Has Sore Muscles.

Maybe it was because of the intense exercise under the blazing summer sun.

“…Ugh, it hurts…”

“You okay, Haruka?”

I asked as Haruka lay sprawled out on the floor.

“Yeah, I think it’s just muscle pain,” she replied with a wry smile.

“But you know, tatami rooms are really convenient at times like this. Sleeping on a futon in summer is way too hot, but if I just lay here on the cool tatami, I’ll recover in no time.”

“You’ve got a point.”

“Oh! I just had a great idea.”

“What is it?”

“Yukio, give me a massage.”

“…Huh?”

Haruka grinned mischievously.

“I don’t mind, but I’ve never done it before. I doubt I’ll be any good.”

“As long as you rub gently, it’s fine.”

“Well, alright then.”

“Good, I’ll leave it to you.”

Haruka rolled over onto her stomach.

“Alright, excuse me then.”

I placed my hands on her back.

“How’s this? Is the pressure okay?”

“Mm… yeah, that feels really good.”

She let out a pleased sigh.

“Glad to hear it.”

I continued massaging her back.

Even through her clothes, I could tell her body was soft yet toned.

She always claimed she had no stamina, but compared to me—a guy—that wasn’t saying much.

Honestly, she had quite a nice, athletic figure.

“Hey, Yukio, press a little harder.”

“Like this?”

“Ahh… yeah, that’s good.”

I pressed my thumbs deeper into her back.

“Ah… ah…”

A sultry sigh slipped from her lips.

“…Uh, that sounded kinda…”

“I-I know! That wasn’t on purpose, okay?!”

“I didn’t say anything.”

“You were definitely thinking something.”

“…Maybe.”

“Ugh, you’re the worst!”

She pouted but didn’t stop me.

After finishing her back, I moved down to her waist.

“Sorry, but can you do my legs too?”

“Oh, yeah, sure.”

I started massaging her thighs first.

They were soft, yet had a firm elasticity to them.

Her fair skin stood out—different from the usual Japanese complexion.

“How’s the pressure?”

“Mm-hmm, you’re actually good at this.”

Seeing her relaxed expression, I kept going.

“Ahh… Yukio, you should seriously consider being a massage therapist.”

“…Huh?”

“My personal one.”

“You’re so demanding.”

“Hehe.”

I kneaded her calves, pressing firmly.

“Ahh… that feels so good. When did you get this skilled?”

“I just want to make you feel good, that’s all.”

“Yukio… ah♡”

“Should I do your feet too?”

“Yeah, like reflexology.”

“You sure?”

I looked at her skeptically before pressing firmly on the sole of her foot.

“Ah!”

“Oh—did that hurt?”

“N-No, I was just surprised! Keep going.”

“Don’t push yourself.”

“I’m fine. I’m super healthy, so foot massages don’t faze me.”

Haruka grinned playfully.

“Alright, just a little more then.”

I continued pressing into her soles with firm pressure.

“Ahh… that’s amazing…”

“Glad to hear it.”

Just as I was about to stand up, thinking we were done—

“Alright, now do the front.”

“…Huh?”

Without hesitation, Haruka flipped over onto her back.

“You mean… another massage?”

“Yep.”

She smiled seductively.

“Uh… which part exactly?”

“Here♡”

She glanced down at the two soft curves beneath her T-shirt.

“…That’s not exactly a normal massage area.”

“Of course it is. They’re always bouncing around, so they get sore. I want you to gently knead them with your hands.”

“…Haruka.”

“Yeah?”

“You’re seriously shameless.”

“That’s right.”

She chuckled.

“Is that a problem?”

I hesitated for a moment before replying—

“Should I be even gentler and more thorough than before?”

“Yes. They’re big, but sensitive… should I take off my bra?”

“That’s a bit much. Besides, I think it’s more exciting when you keep it on.”

“You’re such a perv, Yukio.”

“Do you mind?”

“I love it. Come on, darling♡”

Despite being half-foreign, Haruka barely spoke English.

Her cute, katakana-accented English only made her seem even more irresistible.

Even though I had promised to be gentle, I ended up pressing harder than I did on her feet.

“Ah! Yukio… that’s amazing…”

Despite the slight pain, she smiled at me—so beautifully.