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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Nekorune
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Chinami looked around, seemingly bewildered by the dimly lit lobby.
“Are the lights broken…? Aren’t hotel lobbies usually bright…?”
She clearly had no idea, not even in her wildest dreams, that this was a love hotel.
“Isn’t it cozy and nice? Doesn’t it feel relaxing?”
“If you think about it positively, I guess it is…”
“That’s good. Do you want to sit on the sofa for a moment?”
“Yes…”
Chinami sat demurely on the sofa and looked up at me.
I gave her a gentle smile and approached the large panel, searching for the room number I had reserved.
Room 709, the last room on the top floor.
I entered the reservation number and waited a bit, and two key cards came out of the slot below.
This is what’s good about unmanned systems. Because they guarantee complete privacy.
Returning to Chinami, I said,
“Shall we go up?”
“Are you already finished? That was really quick. But are there no staff?”
“The check-in seems to be an unmanned system. I’m sure there are staff on-site, though.”
“I see… What a suspicious hotel.”
I got on the elevator with Chinami and pressed the button for the 7th floor.
The elevator ascended quietly.
Staring at the screen displaying the floor numbers, Chinami asked,
“What does ‘Raphia’ mean?”
“I don’t know. It sounds like a South American word, but I think it’s just a random name.”
“Why?”
“They probably just picked a random word that sounded sophisticated.”
“I see… But why are we going to the 7th floor? Aren’t massage parlors usually in the basement or on the 2nd floor?”
Her innocent demeanor made me feel a bit awkward.
Scratching my head, I answered honestly.
“I couldn’t find a suitable place for a massage, so I booked a room with a massage bed.”
“A… room…?”
“Yes. A room.”
“Do rooms with massage beds even exist…?”
“I found one when I looked. I thought a private space would be perfect for giving you a massage.”
“I-Is that so…?”
Chinami’s voice was laced with tension.
It seemed the idea of being alone in a room with me made her feel strangely uneasy.
So, it’s not like she’s completely clueless about sex. I’m not sure if I should be relieved.
*ding-!*
[7th floor.]
A cheerful chime echoed through the elevator.
We stepped out through the doors that opened to both sides and walked down the dimly lit hallway, accompanied by the faint sound of classical music.
Afterwards, we found room 709 and I used the card key on the door lock.
*beep-!*
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The room I reserved had a separate massage room next to the bathroom.
Everything needed for a massage was there.
A bed, of course, aroma massage oil, a steamer for towels…
Even a slippery mat like the ones you see in adult videos…
The lighting was orange and dimmable, and the connection to the bathroom created the perfect ambiance of a shady massage parlor.
A touchscreen by the door offered room service and cosplay costume rentals.
It seemed like it would be a good place to come with Renka, too.
With a variety of themed rooms perfect for roleplaying, I felt like I would be frequenting this hotel in the future.
The only flaw was the disposable underwear.
Usually, aroma massages come with non-woven fabric underwear, but this place had black cotton ones.
These would be harder to rip than the non-woven kind, but… it didn’t matter today.
The fact that the bed cover was made of ordinary white cotton was also a little off-putting, but it could actually look more provocative, so it wasn’t bad.
Besides, I wasn’t expecting a professional massage parlor anyway.
After looking around at all the supplies, I approached Chinami, who was standing still with a tense expression.
Putting on my gentlest smile, I handed her individually packaged disposable bra and panties.
“We’ll start right away, so please change in the room.”
“Huh…? D-Do I have to change…?”
“It’s an aroma massage, so I’ll be using oil. Your clothes will get wet if you just receive it like that.”
“O-O-O-Oil…? I didn’t hear anything about that…! I don’t want to have any oil rubbed on me…!”
So you mean you’re okay getting a massage from me like this?
Thanks for letting me know.
“It’s still better to change. Your clothes will get wrinkled during the full-body massage. Same goes for your underwear. It would hurt if I accidentally pressed on a hook or wire. Your underwear could get damaged, too. Of course, I’ll be careful, but it’s good to be prepared.”
“Hmm…! Hmm hmm…!”
Chinami cleared her throat, looking uncomfortable.
It seemed she was worried about me seeing her body.
Noticing her concern, I patted her back and said,
“I’ll cover you with a towel, and I’ll use a modesty towel when I turn you over, so it’s okay.”
“What’s a modesty towel…?”
“It’s a towel I’ll spread out to cover my eyes and your body.”
“…I trust you, Kouhai, so I’m relieved, but… wouldn’t it have been nice if you had told me beforehand…!”
“I thought you knew since you said you watched massage videos.”
“That’s my fault, but…”
“Don’t worry too much. I promised I would stop if you told me to.”
“That’s true, but… S-So, should I just go change?”
“Just a moment.”
I covered the hole in the massage bed with a pillow and instructed Chinami, who was standing idly by,
“After you change, lie down and cover yourself with a towel.”
“B-But shouldn’t we shower? I think I might smell…”
“Like peaches? But I love it.”
A pleasant smile spread across Chinami’s face, which had still been showing signs of anxiety.
She seemed happy that I directly complimented her, even mentioning the peaches.
Making eye contact with her, I spoke softly,
“I’ll wait outside. Can you send me a text when you’re done changing?”
“Y-Yes…”
Leaving Chinami, who was still hesitant, I went out of the room and grabbed the oil I had prepared in advance.
She said she didn’t want an oil massage, but who knows? Maybe she’d change her mind after feeling good from my touch, or maybe there would be a natural opportunity to apply the oil.
I studied so hard for this day…
While studying might seem unnecessary for just groping disguised as a massage, what I truly want is to make Chinami feel good.
I aimed to make her feel both a ticklish, arousing sensation and a sense of relaxation so she’d ask for another massage next time.
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[I’m done. You can come in now.]
After receiving Chinami’s message, I washed my hands thoroughly and opened the door.
Click.
The room was pitch black, nothing visible.
The lights had been on before I left, so Chinami must have adjusted them herself.
Relying on the light leaking in from outside, I turned the dimmer switch slightly, and a dim, soft orange light illuminated the room.
I saw Chinami lying down very still, in an attentive posture, covered with a towel.
Frozen like a mummy, only her eyes darted around, seemingly incredibly embarrassed.
Her smooth shoulder line, and the collarbone protruding delicately beneath it.
Observing those incredibly attractive features, I brought a chair over and sat down by Chinami’s head.
“I’ll start with your face. Is that alright?”
“Yes… Okay…”
After hearing her reply, I carefully cupped Chinami’s cheeks.
“Hah…!”
Letting out a short gasp, Chinami squeezed her eyes shut and her hands flew to her lower abdomen.
She was digging her fingernails into the back of her hands, like a child at the dentist trying to distract themselves from the pain, which made me chuckle.
Brushing her bangs back, I stroked her broad forehead in a clockwise motion.
Her skin was soft even without oil.
Along with her cheeks, it was incredibly satisfying to touch.
“How is it?”
“…”
She simply pursed her lips, a sign that she was enjoying it.
After spending quite a while caressing her forehead, I moved my hands to her scalp.
I massaged it gently, like a hair stylist washing hair.
With each stroke of my hand through her hair, the peach scent emanating from Chinami intensified.
I was getting addicted to it to the point where I almost wanted to eat her hair.
“Hee…”
Soon, a cozy sigh escaped Chinami’s lips.
Her mouth was slightly open, a clear indication that she was starting to feel my touch.
I lightly scratched under her chin, and her head tilted back, like a puppy seeking more of its owner’s touch.
“Do you like it?”
“…Hmm…”
She answered with a hum.
Her expression was peaceful, but I wondered if this wasn’t an erogenous zone.
After confirming that Chinami was sufficiently relaxed, I placed my hand on the back of her head and lifted it upwards with some force.
Then, I slipped my hand under her neck and firmly pressed the area where her neck met her shoulders.
“Mmh!?”
A strong reaction immediately followed as I touched the erogenous zone.
Her straight legs, visible above the towel, twitched.
She even gripped the bed cover tightly, suggesting a tingling sensation had shot through her body.
“It’s okay. It’s okay. It’s just a massage.”
Cupping Chinami’s chin with one hand, I kneaded the back of her neck and gently patted under her chin.
“Nhaaa…!”
Chinami arched her back, letting out a strange moan.
As her writhing intensified, the towel covering her body threatened to slip down.
I quickly readjust the towel just as her bare skin was about to be revealed.
Moving my hand back to her face, I didn’t forget to subtly stroke from the top of her chest up to her collarbone.
“Heehh…!”
Chinami’s slender body flinched with every touch.
Her mouth, which had been open, was now closed, her lips tightly pressed together.
Although Chinami was sensitive in the back of her neck, her reaction was stronger than usual, likely due to psychological factors.
A closed, narrow, dark place.
It seems like the strange feeling coming from there was quickly driving her into a state of arousal.
Let’s stop the first caressing here.
Having made my decision, I stopped all movement.
Then, as Chinami’s hazy eyes turned towards me, I asked with a gentle smile,
“Shall we turn over now?”
“A-Already…?”
“I’ll do it for about 5 minutes, and then again as a finish.”
“Hmm hmm… Really… Hmm… Okay…”
She nodded cutely, grumbling as if disappointed.
Letting out a chuckle, I got up and moved to the side of the bed.
I grabbed a fresh towel and spread it out to cover myself.
“Lie down and tell me when you’re ready. I’ll cover you with this, so put the towel you’re using on the floor.”
“O-Okay… Just a moment…”
Rustle, rustle.
A suggestive sound tickled my ears, and soon after, Chinami, having finished her preparations, continued,
“I’m ready…”
Nodding, I lowered the spread-out towel and covered Chinami’s body with it.
As I did, Chinami’s head, which had been tense, turned to the side.
“…”
Her face was flushed crimson.
Looking down at her with warm eyes, I asked,
“Back first? Or legs first?”
Chinami blinked slowly and answered in a timid voice,
“B-Back…”
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thanks nekorune!
Thank you!