Chapter 6: The Literary Girl Devours the Male

"Pardon the intrusion..."

Two days after he’d treated Hibiki, Kushima Koharu arrived at the Takanashi residence.

As originally planned, the treatment was to take place in Hirose’s room.

"Um... my dad’s at work today, and my mom’s at the clinic, so it’s just the two of us—"

"Fufu, it’s fine. Actually, it’s better this way, right?"

"I guess. ...But don’t worry, okay? I promise I won't do anything."

"............"

"Koharu?"

(He promises he won't do anything... Hearing him say that actually feels a little... I don’t know.)

Hirose’s attempt to reassure her had somehow managed to have the opposite effect, lighting a strange spark within her.

It was true that Koharu had certain... reservations about men because of her father. Being alone with a boy was, naturally, terrifying in theory.

However, since he had Hibiki’s trust, and since she had already surrendered her body to his care during the previous session, she had developed a significant amount of goodwill toward Hirose.

Still, she understood exactly how Hibiki felt about him. There was no way anything was going to happen. Or so she told herself for now.

"Wow... this is the first time I’ve ever been in a boy’s room."

As soon as she entered, Koharu’s eyes wandered curiously. The layout was similar to Hibiki’s, but the things inside were completely different.

"You have a younger brother, right, Koharu?"

"Our place is small, so I share a room with him. And he’s still little."

"He’s in elementary school, right?"

"Yeah. So he doesn't really feel like a 'boy' yet. But... Hirose-kun’s room definitely feels like a boy’s room."

"I always thought it was just plain and empty."

"Well, you’ve got manga and stuff... Oh! I’ve read this one!"

Koharu adjusted her glasses and pulled a volume from the shelf, holding it up for him to see. While she was primarily a "literary girl" who focused on novels, she did read manga if the series was famous enough.

After chatting for a bit about their shared interests in manga, Hirose went to grab some drinks from the living room while Koharu prepared for the treatment.

"Koharu, I’m coming in."

"Go ahead."

When he opened the door, Koharu was waiting in her lingerie. Just like last time, she looked bashful and fidgety.

Hirose set the drinks on the table and asked if she was thirsty. She said she was fine, leaving nothing left to do but start.

"Well, can you lie down for me?"

"Yeah... Oh, before that—"

Before lying on the bed, Koharu removed her modest glasses and set them on the table with a soft clack. She hadn't taken them off during the last session.

"Um, if possible... I’d like you to do my face, too. I couldn't bring myself to say it last time, but I actually have some bruises there that I hide with makeup."

"O-Of course...!"

He hadn't seen anything like bruises when they first met, but it seemed she’d been hiding them well. Hirose hadn't noticed, but the face was the one place everyone looked. He felt a surge of determination to heal her.

"............Is something wrong?"

"Ah... no... It’s just, you look really different without your glasses, Koharu. —I don’t mean that in a bad way. I mean you’re... cute..."

"Huh?!"

Hirose hadn't intended to say it. But he’d spoken the truth, hoping to comfort her while she was worrying about her bruises.

The truth was, Koharu without her glasses looked like a different person. Her eyes were quite large with distinct double eyelids. Upon closer inspection, her lashes were long, and her features were perfectly balanced. She was a beauty.

"...The glasses were partly to hide the bruises, too... Maybe I’ll try contacts once I’m healed?"

"...Yeah! I think contacts would look great!"

"Fufu... Honestly, Hirose-kun..."

(Hibiki-chan said he wasn't used to girls, but is he actually a natural flirt?)

Koharu chuckled and lay on her back on the bed. It was the first time a boy had ever complimented her face without her glasses. Then again, she never took them off at school, so that was expected. Still, being praised felt genuinely wonderful.

"Alright, I’m going to start like I did last time."

"Okay. Please—"

Hirose activated his Skill, <Skin Refinement>.

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About fifty minutes later.

Her legs, stomach, and both arms were finished. Next was the treatment for her face.

"Hyaun?! ...Ah, ah... ngh...♡"

Hirose was stroking Koharu’s pale skin with his warm hands. And just like with Hibiki, when his fingers traced over her ears, Koharu’s body reacted with a violent twitch, and she gripped the pillow tight.

Her entire body was already sensitized from having her groin and stomach stroked. This was, in essence, fifty minutes of foreplay.

As he stroked her ears, Koharu gasped and panted incessantly. She shook her head occasionally as if trying to escape, but Hirose, believing he shouldn't stop mid-treatment, held her head steady and continued.

"Koharu, hang in there!"

"Ah... ah... aah...♡ Stop... my head is... going fuzzy...♡"

Koharu looked like her eyes were about to roll back. Sweat was dripping from her neck, and the heat radiating from her body was palpable. She looked like she was suffering—but it was a very specific kind of suffering. It was a heavy burden for the recipient to bear.

As her body trembled, her large breasts bounced and swayed. Hirose was worried something might pop out of her bra, but he focused and finished the task.

"Koharu... just your back now."

"Hyai...♡"

Koharu could barely form words anymore. Shaking uncontrollably, she managed to roll onto her stomach, exposing her bruised buttocks.

Just like last time, Hirose activated his Skill on the final area.

"Hyan?! ...No... you can't...♡"

As he touched every inch of her bottom, Koharu writhed and ground her hips. Hirose didn't let her get away, stroking every part of the surface. Of course, he avoided her private area, but just like that time with Hibiki, he could see numerous stains on her underwear.

He couldn't help but notice, but he obviously didn't say anything. Still, no matter how you looked at it, this was practically foreplay.

"Just a bit more... almost there."

"Hirose-kun!♡ Hirose-kuun!♡ My butt... my butt feels... strange, it's weird...!♡"

Hirose braced himself. During the last session, Koharu had reached her limit right at the end of the treatment on her buttocks. He was internally panicked that it would happen again, but he was also embarrassed, so he desperately hoped she’d endure it.

Only one minute left.

Koharu’s sweat and the sweat from Hirose’s palms mingled, making his hands glide smoother and smoother.

Perhaps that was why. Why Hirose made such a critical mistake.

"Ah... ah... ah♡ This is bad... but... I have to hold it in today...!"

"Koharu... just a little more... almost done. So hang in there... I'm doing my best too—waah?!"

It happened at the very, very end.

Maybe it was the sweat, which was more than he’d imagined, but Hirose’s hands slipped. His thumbs brushed right against the one place they weren't supposed to touch.

"N-Augh?! Ah..................♡"

The moment he touched her, Koharu’s head arched back sharply, and her body gave a massive, violent shudder. After a few moments of tremors, she collapsed face-first into the pillow and stopped moving.

"A-Ah... K-Koharu, that was an accident! I'm sorry! My hands slipped... I mean, they really slipped!"

The light of the Skill faded from his palms, signaling that the treatment was over. But he’d messed up at the final second. He’d touched her where he shouldn't have, and he desperately tried to explain it wasn't on purpose.

"Ngh...♡ Ngh...♡"

However, Koharu, still frozen with an ecstatic expression, couldn't answer.

Hirose clutched his head, feeling like he’d doomed himself.

On his outstretched thumb, he saw a clear, colorless liquid. It stretched into a thread, glistening wetly in the sunlight streaming through the window.

"A-Anyway, let's get you dressed...!"

Hirose picked up Koharu’s folded clothes from the floor and tried to set them near the bed.

That was when it happened.

Grab. Thud.

"Wh-?!"

Hirose was suddenly seized from behind in a full-nelson, thrown onto the bed with incredible force—and pinned onto his back.

"Haa... haa...♡ It’s your fault, Hirose-kun... putting me in this state... and then... touching me there... I can't... I can't hold back anymore...!♡"

"K-Koharu?!"

Hirose felt a massive wave of déjà vu. Back to the day he’d had his first experience with Hibiki.

On that day, the exhaustion from using his Skill had robbed him of the strength to resist, and Hibiki had forced her way with him...

Koharu was panting, her face flushed red, and her eyes were no longer sane.

(She's exactly like Hibiki was then!)

Currently, Koharu was straddling him, her groin pressing directly against his through his trousers.

"............Hibiki-chan... I'm sorry... I couldn't hold back...♡"

"—Mmph?!"

Hirose, lacking the strength to fight back after the Skill activation, had no choice but to let Koharu press her soft lips against his. And that wasn't the end of it.

He had no idea where she’d learned it, but despite it being her first time, she thrust her tongue inside and began to ravage the inside of his mouth. Hirose’s eyes went wide with shock, but he was powerless to do anything but accept Koharu’s tongue.

"Koha—mgh... stop... no more... ngh..."

"Mmm... Hibiki-chan... sorr... it’s unforgivable... but... mmm... I can’t stop...!♡"

While apologizing to Hibiki in her heart, Koharu couldn't stop her body. The scent of a female in lust radiated from her as she rubbed against him, her melted expression right before his eyes. Her tongue tangled with his like a snake, stimulating the very core of his brain.

"Nn... haa...♡"

"Koharu... why...?"

"You mean how I can French kiss? ...I told you I read manga, didn't I? ...And that includes the... spicy ones...♡"

That wasn't what Hirose wanted to know. He wanted to know why she was kissing him at all, but Koharu gave him a different answer. Still, it explained why she was so good at it.

"U-Um... we’re stopping now, right?"

"Haa... I'm sorry... I'll get on my knees and apologize to Hibiki-chan later... but once I've started, I just...♡"

With a snap, Koharu unhooked her own bra. She discarded her panties as well, standing completely naked before him.

"Wait... that's—"

"Look at me... I want you to look at me, Hirose-kun... I’m covered in bruises right now... but I want you to see exactly how I look..."

"Ah............"

Koharu’s large breasts were exposed, dangling right in front of his face. Then, taking Hirose’s hand, she pressed it against her chest—

"Ahn♡"

She let out a sweet, resonant cry.

"Th-This isn't good..."

"It's all my fault... You can blame it all on me... My body is throbbing so much I can't stop... so...!"

"Ah—not there?!"

Koharu undid the belt of Hirose’s trousers and yanked them down along with his underwear. He thought he’d grabbed her arms, he thought he could at least slow her down, but Koharu’s strength was overwhelming—

"Wow... it’s my first time seeing one... They’re so big..."

Seeing Hirose’s most private part exposed, Koharu looked almost impressed.

And Hirose could no longer make any excuses; the blood was already concentrated in his lower body.

But that was when Koharu started to talk about her life.

"Listen... the truth is, I have a Gift called <Mitigation>. And the Skill for this Gift is <Pain Mitigation>... It’s not perfect, but it can almost completely remove the sensation of pain."

"Wait, don't tell me..."

A thought flashed through Hirose’s mind.

She had used this Skill that nullifies pain to protect her mother and brother from her father all by herself. But while it mitigated the pain, the bruises remained, leading to her current state...

"I have a high tolerance for pain... As long as I activate my Skill, I don't feel it even when terrible things are done to me... So maybe my other senses are more sensitive than normal people’s."

Hearing that, he understood why her reactions were even stronger than Hibiki’s.

"So... I want you to teach me something that isn't pain... I want you to teach me what feels good...♡"

"Koharu..."

He felt a surge of sympathy. Hearing her story made Hirose want to do something for her.

He had already given her plenty of benefits through his Skill, but right now, Koharu was seeking something else entirely.

(But... even so... Hibiki is...)

Even with that thought, Hirose couldn't stop Koharu.

The quiet literary girl was gone. In her place was a ferocious beast that had surrendered to its instincts to devour its prey.

"I told you... it’s all my fault... so—Hibiki-chan, I’m sorry!♡"

"Aah————!"

Following her burning desires, Koharu buried her face in Hirose’s lower body.