“Lady Patchouli is truly not hesitating at all, is she?”
Koakuma, secretly watching the scene in the room, blushed fiercely while listening to the sounds Patchouli occasionally made. She couldn't help but rub her own thighs together. Kars, following Patchouli’s instructions for the so-called massage, had a face as red as a ripe apple when he heard her sounds.
“Pa… Patchouli, I don’t think this is a massage, is it?” Kars looked at his sowhat sticky hand. This didn't look like the massage he had imagined at all. Massaging breasts felt sowhat like a massage, but this now felt completely wrong to him.
“Kars, what do you think the purpose of a massage is?”
“It relaxes the body and makes one feel comfortable…” Kars stated what he believed to be the answer, and Patchouli used this answer to justify her actions.
“Then there’s no mistake. This certainly relaxes the body and makes one feel comfortable. So, isn’t this a massage?” Patchouli, who had beco very adept at this, offered an answer that left Kars unable to find any counter-argunt.
“That may be true, but it still feels a little off, doesn’t it?”
“Then what exactly feels off to you?” This question stumped Kars. It was precisely because he couldn’t pinpoint what felt wrong that he was so conflicted. Patchouli cupped Kars’s face, their gazes eting. Both of their faces were intensely red, yet they looked incredibly cute in each other's eyes.
“Kars, this feeling is a very normal part of the learning process. You feel it’s wrong because you don’t understand this matter yet. But once you fully comprehend it, you won't feel this way when you encounter it again.”
“Oh, I… I understand… Ugh!” Just as Kars affird his belief, Patchouli kissed him. Kars was initially taken aback by the kiss but slowly got used to it. Patchouli, at this mont, felt that she had truly beco a sowhat terrible person.
When Kars and Patchouli erged from the room, aside from a slight flush on their faces, nothing seed amiss. They saw Koakuma sitting on the floor in a seiza style, her face flushed and breathing rapidly. When Patchouli noticed the unknown fluid on Koakuma's fingers, she understood what had happened.
“Lady Patchouli!” Seeing the two erge, Koakuma imdiately tried to stand up in a panic. However, her legs were slightly weak, and as she stood up, she nearly fell. Kars, noticing this, quickly reached out to help her.
“Wait!” Seeing Kars about to help her, Koakuma instantly beca nervous. However, when their hands touched, the expected stinging sensation didn't occur. Koakuma imdiately opened her tightly closed eyes. Realizing this, she disbelievingly touched Kars’s arm, chest, and face. After confirming that she wouldn't be hurt, she joyfully embraced Kars.
“The punishnt is finally over! This is wonderful!!” Koakuma buried her face in Kars's neck, taking a deep breath. She could finally touch him again after such a long ti. Slling Kars’s scent made Koakuma feel slightly restless. She couldn’t help but open her mouth, biting and sucking on Kars’s earlobe.
“Koakuma.”
“Yes!!” Hearing Patchouli’s call, Koakuma imdiately released Kars and stood up straight.
“That's enough.” Patchouli advised. Kars had already endured enough stimulation today, and continuing would be inappropriate, especially since Koakuma had no self-control.
“Understood!” Seeing the situation, Patchouli didn’t say anything more and returned to writing her magic book. Koakuma only relaxed after watching Patchouli leave, then hugged Kars again.
“Waaah~ Kars, you have no idea how I got through these days. I can finally hold you properly again.” Koakuma hugged Kars tightly, speaking with a blissful expression about how difficult the past few days had been.
“Alright, I know. So don’t keep hugging like this.” Kars was sowhat helpless dealing with the intensely affectionate Koakuma. Being touched and kissed was rather annoying.
“Just let hold you for a little longer.” As Koakuma said this, her tongue traced Kars’s neck. She eventually suppressed her desire to do anything more and released Kars from her embrace. She had just been warned; if she did anything else, she would definitely be punished again, which would be truly desperate. The best choice was to stop now.
“Koakuma, about the thing Patchouli made do, is it really…”
“There’s no problem, Kars. You have to believe in Lady Patchouli. You can see that she is very serious about teaching you, right? Do you think that could be fake?” In this matter, Koakuma’s choice was undoubtedly to support Patchouli. In fact, she had no other choice, as she was also one of the conspirators. There was no way she would explain the truth to Kars. Doing so wouldn’t benefit her and would likely cause her major problems.
“That makes sense.” Kars nodded slightly, feeling he had been overthinking things. Perhaps once he learned more, he wouldn't have these ideas anymore. Kars then left the Great Library under Koakuma’s lingering gaze.
“If things keep going like this, it’s really going to escalate, isn’t it? It’s going to be hard to control myself.” Koakuma seed to be imagining a scene, licking the remaining trace of Kars's skin flavor from her lips. She wrapped her slender arms around herself and started laughing, clearly excited by the images in her mind. After a while, she snapped back to reality and felt a liquid flowing down her thighs, making her panties wet and sticky, which was uncomfortable. She then went back to her room to change into a fresh pair.
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