Massage 3
As usual, Minato lied face down on the futon.
This was already the third time, so he was used to the motion of lying down, but he couldn't get used to Airi's feminine sweet smell, and Minato's heart was racing.
"By the way, Minato-san, didn't you say before that I smell good?"
Minato's heart jumped at Airi's words. He didn't want the subject of smell to be brought up in this situation.
Normally, he wouldn't be conscious of it because he almost never got close or touched the matter, but now he was intensely conscious of it.
"Did I say that?"
"Eh… You did, you know? Usually Minato-san is very careful with me and tries not to be too close to me. And yet, he knows my scent… Could it be that you can smell my scent in the futon?"
He tried to escape, but Airi wouldn't let him go.
She also found out that Minato was usually very careful and that he could smell Airi right now.
He felt like dying of embarrassment. He could feel his face heating up and it was probably bright red.
"…I'm really sorry. It's disgusting, isn't it? I'll be out in a second."
"Wait, I don't mind. I'm not worried about it. It's just that it's inevitable that the bedding smells."
"But I don't think that's–"
"Minato-san, do I smell good?"
She asked, interrupting Minato's words. Although he couldn't see her face, the tone of her voice seemed to indicate that she didn't mind.
He already knew that Airi would not back down in such a case, but he was too resistant to say it.
Taking a deep breath, Minato made up his mind. He could smell Airi's scent, which made his heart beat even faster, but he ignored it.
"Is that okay?"
"I'm fine."
"It smells so good that it's soothing."
"..."
"…I'm so disgusting that you went mute, sorry."
"Minato-san, wait! Now's not a good time!"
He was ashamed to say it, but if Airi became silent, it would hurt Minato.
He knew he shouldn't have said anything, and as he tried to lift himself up, Airi, who sounded choked up, held him back.
It was not a strong force, so he could force her to move away if he wanted to, but Airi seemed to be in a great state of panic, so it would be best not to do anything unnecessary. He waited for her to calm down quietly.
"…I'm sorry, I was distraught."
After being held back for a while, Airi finally removed her hands from Minato's body.
Her apology didn't sound as impatient as before, and she sounded calm as usual.
"Hey, Airi, if you're in such a panic, can we stop the massage?"
"No, I'll do it. I mean, I'm not in a hurry. Now, here I go."
"…Do what you want."
He thought that she should stop whatever she was doing, but she forcefully started.
Minato tried to be mindless and let Airi do her thing.
It was the third time she had done this, so she was used to it. Her hands weren't stagnant, and the amount of force she applied was perfect from the start.
"It feels so good. You're getting better."
" Fufu , thank you very much."
"I really appreciate it. At first I tried to get you to stop right away, but it just feels too good not to."
"That's okay. If it's okay with you, Minato-san, why don't we do it everyday?"
"No, that would be too much for Airi."
"…You didn't say no, did you?"
"Honestly, I can't stand it."
"…I see."
He didn't have to worry about his blushing face being seen, so it was no problem to tell her how he really felt. Although Airi's words themselves were plain, her tone of voice indicated her happiness.
" Ne , Minato-san, let's sleep in the futon together. It's bad for your health."
She must have been wondering about it for a long time, because she made the same request as last time.
"I keep telling you, no. I don't think you should sleep with someone of the opposite sex, even if they're family."
"I told you before that Minato-san would be fine."
"Men are dangerous, and you know it."
"Yes, men do stare at me and approach me with an ulterior motive in their face. I know exactly what you mean."
"That's even worse. …Could it be, you don't see me as a man?"
He thought that the fact that her trust in Minato was so high must've meant that he was not seen as a man.
But when Airi heard Minato's words, she chuckled in a funny way.
"Of course that's not true. I do see Minato-san as a man. And I can even feel your eyes glancing at my body once in a while."
Minato usually avoided looking at Airi's body as much as possible, as he knew she wouldn't like to receive a man's gaze. However, it seemed that the slightest glance had given him away.
If he had to make an excuse, it would be that the silver-haired, blue-eyed beauty of Minato's liking was right beside him. It was an instinct for him to look at her.
However, to Airi, a man's gaze was nothing but an object of disgust. The fact that he made her feel uncomfortable filled his heart with regret.
"…Sorry, I'll be careful."
"No, I know you care about me, so I'm okay with it. It's embarrassing to be stared at so closely, though."
Minato wondered what it meant to be embarrassed rather than uncomfortable when he looked at her, but he decided not to mix it back up.
Airi's trusting voice reached Minato's ears.
"That's why I thought Minato-san, who cares about me, would be fine."
"But…"
"Or are you going to make a move on me?"
"No. That's just not possible."
Airi said in a tone of voice that seemed to tease Minato, but he swore he would never do anything like that.
He couldn't hurt her, the object of his care, and there was no way in hell he would touch her.
So he immediately denied it, but for some reason Airi's strength in rubbing Minato's shoulder became stronger. Clearly, it was not the right amount of force for a massage.
"Ow! Ow! Eh, what!?"
"…I wonder why. I'm happy, but I feel like doing this to make myself feel better."
"Why…?"
"A maiden's heart is complicated, you know?"
"I'm not sure I understand."
He hadn't expected to be attacked by a mysterious maiden's heart. It was probably a feeling Minato would never understand.
Exhaling a sigh, Airi forced the conversation back.
"So, since Minato-san won't touch me, I can sleep with him, and we can both rest well if we sleep in the futon. Now, do you have any objections?"
"…No."
"Then please start sleeping on the futon from now on."
"Hah… I got it. I don't care what happens to you."
"It's okay, I trust you, Minato-san. Now, the massage is over. You didn't fall asleep today, did you?"
"It wasn't exactly a conversation I could sleep through, was it?"
Airi patted Minato's body lightly and then let go of her hand.
The first time he saw Airi's face in a long time, her cheeks were relaxed and she was in a good mood, and he couldn't believe that she was going to sleep on the same futon with a man.
She must have been relieved to finally have no more worries. She glanced at Minato with a slight smile, unaware of his inner thoughts.
"Are you sure you're fine?"
"I've told you a hundred times. I'm fine."
"…You're very peculiar."
"I don't want to hear that from you, Minato-san."
They both laughed, because it was funny how they swore at each other's caring habits.
Airi turned her smile into a mischievous expression and asked.
"By the way, I don't think you'll need a massage now that Minato-san is sleeping on the futon. What do you think?"
"…It would be nice if you could do it once in a while."
" Fufu , I understand. I'll do it when I feel like it.
"…Please do."
He was embarrassed to be asking again, so he said bluntly and Airi smiled softly.
Airi's massage felt so good that Minato would never be able to shake off the temptation.
Minato might have been swamped long ago.