"Haah, haah, haah... Yuri...!"
"How about here, Rest? Does it feel good?"
"T-there... nnngh...!"
"Okay, here I go... nnngh!"
"No... if you do that, I won't be able to...!"
"Rest... Rest... REEEEST!"
"Ah, guaaah... it hurts so baaaaad!"
Yuri pressed her fingers firmly into his back, and Rest screamed in agony.
"Guoooooohh...!"
Currently, Rest was lying face down on the bed, groaning as he received a massage from Yuri.
Yuri was straddling Rest's back, pressing firmly on his pressure points.
Rest was getting a massage from Yuri.
She had suggested it herself to soothe Rest's exhausted body.
"Well then, I'll take my leave. Enjoy yourselves, you two..."
Incidentally, Celestine had left the room right as the massage started.
Thanks to her, the two of them were alone in the bedroom.
A young man and a young woman, alone on a bed... you'd think something would inevitably happen, but no, all they were really doing was a massage.
"Does it hurt? That's weird. The book said this spot was supposed to be good for you..."
Yuri tilted her head in confusion at Rest's screams.
Yuri was dressed in shorts and a shirt, clothes that seemed easy to move in.
Her thighs were completely visible, and the outline of her chest was highlighted, a provocative getup, but fortunately or unfortunately, Rest was lying face down and couldn't see.
"Guuh... No, I think it's working...!"
Rest's face contorted in pain.
Yuri's massage—or rather, what was more akin to chiropractic and acupressure techniques—was actually quite effective.
That was precisely why it hurt. It was a strange sensation of pain mixed with pleasure.
"Mmm... Well, then, how about here? This spot seems good, doesn't it?"
"Ouw...!?"
As she pressed into his shoulder with a grinding motion, Rest's body trembled.
He must have been accumulating fatigue without realizing it... that spot was also painfully pleasant.
"Oh, this seems to be the spot."
"Ah, right... but don't press too hard. Please...!"
Rest said fearfully.
He was all too familiar with Yuri's monstrous strength.
If she had the mind to, she could snap his neck or even crush his bones.
He knew that Yuri had no such intention, but the thought of her misjudging her strength sent a shiver down his spine.
(What is this pounding in my chest? Is it from having a scantily clad girl straddling me, or from facing a life-threatening crisis...!?)
"I'll go ahead and handle your legs too... hup!"
"Ugh...!"
Yuri hugged Rest's leg against her chest and pulled it with a strong yank.
"Ow! Oww, that's not the spot. Probably not, I'm telling you!"
"Huh? Did I get it wrong? Then how about here?"
"Whoa—!?"
Rest cried out, but not from pain.
Yuri hugged Rest's leg against her chest and twisted it this way and that.
As a result, his leg was enveloped by her soft chest.
Wrapped in her soft curves, a shiver ran down his spine.
Yuri looked slender, but she was actually the type who concealed her figure with clothes. That much was apparent from the contact.
"Hmm? It feels like it's gotten stiffer than before... Is it this part that's stiff?"
"Wait, stop that! Don't go poking into that!"
Yuri's hand made a suspicious move as if to check the cause of the stiffness, and Rest hastily stopped her.
The massage was about to turn into something else entirely, but he just barely managed to stop it.
"Hmm, these clothes are too tight. Can I take them off a little?"
"Nwah—!?"
But then, suddenly, Yuri began to take off Rest's pants.
Rest tried to stop her in a panic, but when it came to raw strength, Yuri was stronger.
His pants were smoothly taken off. He just barely managed to keep his underwear on.
"Hey—! That's not funny!"
"What's the big deal with just taking off pants? Is something wrong?"
"It's not that something's wrong, it's just..."
"Well then, I guess I'll take mine off too. Now we're even."
"Wh—...!?"
And then she dropped another bombshell.
Behind him, he heard the rustling of fabric.
He couldn't see her from their current position, but if her words were to be believed, Yuri was taking off her pants.
"Hey...! Wait, stop!"
"Ah, just as I thought. This side is much easier to work with."
Rest shouted, but Yuri continued the massage in a cheerful voice.
Having stripped her lower half, she pressed herself against Rest's back and legs, continuing the massage.
"Mhmm. If this were the case, I should have just gotten naked from the start. Things must be easier in the bath when the body is soft and warm."
"Is that appropriate behavior for a lady...? Don't you think everyone's been cutting loose a bit too much lately?"
"Ahahahaha, I guess I've been holding back because I wanted to see you, Rest. Me and everyone else too."
"Gyah..."
Yuri pulled on his hip joint, stretching it out.
Her soft skin pressed against him along with it. The feeling was surprisingly supple and smooth.
His body threatened to stiffen again, but he managed to distract himself by adopting a Zen-like state of mind.
"I'm getting the hang of it. Does it feel good, Rest?"
"...... It feels good. Yes."
Without explicitly stating what he was referring to, Rest groaned out his answer.