At that mont, I was massaging her feet. I had gotten to that point in the middle of her explanation about professions, taking advantage of the opportunity to get key nas and other useful information.
On the other hand, it was supposed to be just her back and shoulders, but in the middle of her explanation, she sweetly asked if I could massage her tired legs.
I couldn’t refuse, as I was getting good information and didn’t want to break the flow.
It was difficult to get to this point without vacillating.
I hesitated a little, but decided to skip that seemingly very soft, juicy, and prominent butt that made my mouth dry just looking at it, and headed for her thighs.
I regretted that.
I shouldn’t have stopped there, because they were so soft and tempting that I lost track of her explanation for a mont. .
However, with so willpower, I was able to continue until I finally reached her feet.
She was being very cooperative with her explanations and didn’t seem to question my questions or find them suspicious.
Partly, it was because my massage was deeply relaxing her, but other factors I was testing also ca into play—specifically, two of my skills from my side job.
[Fool’s Mask: Allows you to adopt the appearance and aura of a weak or harmless being. Those who perceive you tend to underestimate you, ignore your presence, or dismiss your real intentions. The effect is enhanced if you act clumsily or naively, and it fades if you reveal obvious strength or cunning.]
[Madman’s Reason: The wearer’s words, even if they contain logical gaps, exaggerations, or dubious reasoning, are perceived as reasonable and emotionally valid by those who hear them. The effect does not make obvious absurdities, blatant lies, or direct contradictions with the listener’s deep convictions credible.]
Especially the latter proved very useful. Now I understood that my profession was not as aningless as it seed at first glance.
With these skills, I could ask even questions that should be common sense—currencies, hierarchies, customs—without arousing suspicion.
And with her guard so low thanks to the massage, it was the perfect mont.
"So in summary, aah! There! Right there! ...Those are the two main ways, but there are other ways that are... others are... ahh! Yes!More! Haaah~! So good~"
Well, I knew that getting information at this level wouldn’t be that difficult.
Only about five minutes of the session had passed, and I already understood more or less how this world worked and the logic of progression.
She explained everything without reservation, although her words were increasingly interrupted by her incessant moans, which were really becoming a problem.
Those moans.... those sweet, tempting, exaggerated moans that didn’t fit with the type of massage I was giving... they were really affecting .
I even wondered if she had a profession related to seduction and was affecting unconsciously, that’s how seductive she was.
"Mngh~ haah, really... it’s wonderful~. A little harder, please~."
"Y-yes, my lady, by the way, just out of curiosity, is there such a thing as a seduction profession?"
"Uh? Seduction? Aah! Yes, there are, but it’s a profession that only two families are allowed to practice, mngh! And neither of them are human!"
"They don’t belong to the elves, do they?"
"Mngh! No ahh!~, but why do you ask?"
"Ah! It’s just that my wife is an elf, and I really feel like she seduces all the ti... Ah! But how silly of to ask, I know that she is also a masseuse. I guess it’s just because I like her so much."
"Hmm.. you seem to like her a lot... But an elf who’s also a masseuse? That’s rare, mmh!~"
"Yes, huehue, ahem!, you like it here, right?"
"Aaahhh! Yes, yes!, that’s exactly it..."
I guess there’s no seduction here, she was just enjoying my massage, but that understanding didn’t help at all.
The good thing is that from her tone, I now know that being an elf here isn’t a big deal, so that choice of race wasn’t bad.
"You can go higher! And do it harder! Mngh~ the harder the better~"
"Y-yes."
She really makes hesitate. Even though I try to focus on other things, she always drags back with her seductive moans and lodious voice.
I didn’t know if the problem was or if I was actually applying the correct massage technique.
Among the massage information the system had given , there were different types: relaxation, tension relief, rehabilitation, revitalization, and also so aid at arousal.
The latter increased the person’s heat and arousal, which made hesitate.
But even though I was an amateur, with the information in my head, I was sure I was applying the tension relief and relaxation massage technique, I could swear to it.
However, what was happening in front of seed to be sothing else: her voice beca more sensual, her moans softer, even pleading, and she even moved her legs slightly, as if eager for sothing more.
That was really pushing to the limit, and I think I was becoming paranoid about who or what the problem was. I felt like she might be doing it on purpose, although I wasn’t really sure.
Luckily, I was about to finish and this massage that was driving crazy would be over. It was a sha I didn’t get any more information, but that could wait until later.
And I was sure she was satisfied enough... and open to a future date that would help fulfill my missions.
Once I finish this, I’ll go and free... no, wait, I’d better split up and make sure I take the virginity of these bodies, between us again... huehuehue, it’ll be a passionate night!
Yes, that will be good, I just had to make a few more touches and—
"Mhngh! What were the other types of massages, besides this one?~"
"W-why the question?"
"Mngh! I’m really enjoying this and I was wondering if there was anything more intense."
Oh, unknown deity who reincarnated into this world, am I your chosen one or sothing, right? Please, help face this test of willpower, give the strength to tell her she can’t ask for more and to end this cleanly... I’m at my limit; I can’t keep listening to those moans.
[The user must comply with reasonable requests and provide good custor service.]
Damn it, unknown god, you have forsaken !
"Y-yes, I have different types of massages. At this level, there is another one that is frontal, if you want, of course, all with due respect and covered, for the abdon, collarbones, and thighs."
Yes, if, that’s all. Even though those giant things are there, I think I can do it and endure a little more...
"Mmhnmg~ I was thinking of sothing more intense and direct. Didn’t you talk about a deep relief oil massage or sothing like that earlier?"
Damn, and my mouth! I don’t know what I was thinking earlier... Please, just go away! I don’t know what I’m capable of right now... I’m out of luck, damn it, Why my first custor is so damn hot and tempting?.
[The user must offer—]
Shut up!, I know.
"Yes... as I ntioned and showed in the brochure earlier, we offer those services, but you’ll need to remove your robe and expose your back. There’s also the possibility of touching sensitive areas... Glup... it could be uncomfortable. Hmm, let see if my wife—"
"It’s not necessary, you’ve already proven that you’re trustworthy."
"..." When? I’m very dangerous right now... even I wouldn’t trust myself.
"You proved your skills as a massage therapist and your professionalism. It may be a little invasive, but I know you will continue to practice your profession seriously."
You’re wrong, I’m at my limit... professionalism is just a facade that can fall apart at any mont... please leave.
There was so much I wanted to say, but I couldn’t, as that could cause the mission to fail.
"Okay, do the massage. I really have high expectations. I have to take off my robe, right? Could you turn around for a mont?"
"...Yes-yes, Lady."
My attempts were in vain, and for so reason this woman is trusting when she shouldn’t.
Unknown deity, I co here again... I know you want to massage her, and that’s why you failed before. That’s why I now ask you to give the will to finish this massage well, without incident... that’s what you want, right? Just a satisfied custor and nothing else, right? You can help with that, right?
It’s only through sheer willpower that I’ve avoided standing up and throwing myself on her, and I really don’t know if I’ll be able to finish this properly, so in that mont of crisis I asked for divine help, hoping that sohow it would help .
[...]
Hey, you, you piece of crap system, answer ... aren’t you like their spokesperson or sothing?
[I cannot answer that question.]
Fuck you! Damn it, I have to think... I need to clear my mind, I need to put it in order and avoid any unnecessary or intrusive thoughts.
The logic inside told that it was just a massage and should end as such, that anything else would be a bad move that could have unknown repercussions and variables later on, and honestly, I wouldn’t want to get myself into a difficult situation in a largely unknown world because of my lust.
But on the other hand, my desire was telling to beco a criminal and throw myself at the sexy MILF, and the latter was gaining ground throughout the massage.
They say that in tis of difficulty, you seek divine help, but that had already failed twice.
This could be dangerous for both of us, but this is an opportunity... if I make her fall, she would be a valuable source of information without restriction... No! It’s a risky move... Mhm, but Excalibur is hard to contain. It would also be a sha not to touch her a little, and I accept even with my warnings. Ah! That’s it! To start with, that’s all I should do: a massage and that’s it, no more, no less. At most, I’ll just enjoy touching her a little and say it was an accident. She’ll be face down, if Excalibur cos loose, she won’t notice, and when I do it from the front, I’ll put a towel over her face. I don’t need to restrain myself, but I mustn’t go any further either. Just a massage and nothing else. If she gets up, I’ll pretend she has a pain in her pancreas and that’s it. Okay, that’s it... just a massage, I won’t worry about the erection and I’ll finish cleanly...
Yes, I convinced myself that neither of us, including Iris, would be crazy enough to attack a woman when our lives were at stake.
"Okay, I’m done, I’m in your care."
In the end, I was preparing to do my best and keep my sanity and willpower until the end. After all, I am a thinking, conscious being who can fight his desire.
If I stopped worrying about preventing that part of from growing, I felt I could do this with room to spare.
Once I’m done with her, I can do whatever I want, and I’ll go crazy...
"..."
Or so I thought—until I turned toward the woman lying on the bed, waiting for my oil massage.
Crack!.
Yes, I thought I heard a breaking sound, sothing had definitely just broken, broken to a point that seed impossible to fix.
What was that called?.... Sanity?
Yes, all my thoughts were definitely cut off and my sanity was broken, because in front of , on the table, there was no MILF uncovering her back and modestly leaving her butt covered, nor a MILF who could be misinterpreted and take off her robe to be left in her underwear.
No, what was in front of was a MILF, as God brought her into the world, completely naked with no clothes on.
"At your service, my lady."
Curiously, when my sanity broke, I felt calr than ever. Any internal conflict or concern I had disappeared, along with doubt.
I felt like I entered a kind of special ntal state; I felt like everything would be okay...
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