I need to get my act together.
I have to give him the Shinozaki-style secret massage I learned as part of the bride training.
‘It’s not like I’m doing anything else, and if it’s physically demanding… I’m confident…!’
This massage was something I trained hard for.
I needed to showcase my skills without holding back.
For the sake of capturing his heart.
With oil-laden hands, Rin massages Kim Deok-Sung’s back.
Every time she presses on his knotted muscles, his moans sound oddly pleasurable.
Each time she touches his amazing back muscles, her heart flutters.
Thump, thump.
Rin continues the massage, hugging her rapidly beating heart, so he wouldn’t hear it.
“Ah…”
As the massage finally approaches its end, Rin unknowingly lets out a low sigh.
She wanted to feel those solid muscles a bit longer.
But since it’s already over, there’s nothing that can be done.
“It’s, it’s over…”
Rin says with a trembling voice as she rises from his back.
“Really? Great job. The massage was unexpectedly good,” Kim Deok-Sung replies, rolling his shoulders.
Whoosh.
Rin’s face flushes bright red upon hearing that.
Well done, well done, well done, well done.
His praise keeps echoing in Rin’s mind.
Thump, thump.
Her heart continues to race.
She feels excited. It hurts as if her chest is tightening.
A smile naturally blooms on Rin’s lips.
“…T-thank you… for the compliment…”
Praise really is nice.
Especially when it’s from the one she has feelings for.
It feels like they’ve become a bit closer.
As she thinks this, Rin places her hand on her chest and fiddles with the bottle of oil she’s holding.
She proposed they take turns applying oil to each other.
Now that her turn is done, it’s his time to apply oil on her.
He applies the oil.
On a summer beach, when he climbs onto her back.
Slathering slippery oil all over her back.
Just imagining that makes Rin’s face turn as red as a tomato.
“Mmm…”
A sweet sigh escapes Rin’s lips.
So embarrassing.
Unbelievably embarrassing.
But she wants to do it.
Not just applying oil, but even more intimate contact…
At that moment, when Rin’s fantasies were running wild—
“Hey, Rin.”
She hears Kim Deok-Sung’s voice in her ear.
Snapped out of her daydream, Rin lightly taps her flushed cheeks with both hands, forcing a normal expression and asks, “Ah, yeah? Did you call for me, Kim Deok-Sung?”
“What were you thinking that had you spacing out like that?”
“Ah, no! Nothing at all! I swear! Nothing!”
“No! It’s nothing! Ah, really, nothing at all!”
At Kim Deok-Sung’s question, Rin shakes her head vigorously.
She felt embarrassed as if her fantasies had been exposed.
‘Am I… am I really such a lewd woman…?’
With a pained expression, Rin bows her head but soon shakes it again.
No.
That’s not it.
This is merely a precautionary safety measure for UV protection.
Be brave, Rin.
You can’t just sit still. You can’t fall behind.
You need to do something.
Even if he rejects the oil application, that’s okay.
Even if I collapse multiple times, I will win his heart in the end.
With that determination, Rin takes a deep breath, musters her courage, and pushes the oil can toward him while shutting her eyes tightly and shouting.
“Kim Deok-Sung! This time, you apply the oil on me!”
Hearing Rin’s words, Kim Deok-Sung lets out a small sigh and grabs the oil can.
“Okay.”
The moment he replies.
Rin’s already flushed face deepens in shade.
A smile spreads across her lips.
It was truly a good idea to learn some secretive massages in Shinozaki-style vision priest classes.
Rin thinks as she beams.
5 minutes to chaos (Illustration included)
Well, since he said he would do it, there’s no helping it.
He accepts the oil can from Rin.
Rin now lies down in the spot where I just was.
Smoothly.
She loosens her bikini strings.
Wait, she’s actually loosening them?
A flawlessly smooth back without a single blemish.
There’s a body, pure white and soft as snow, with a beautifully balanced form and graceful curves.
The enormous side breast, like a melon, is pressed between the bikini and the ground.
Honestly, living in this damned world, I’ve tried hard to suppress my desires.
I didn’t want to create any responsibilities.
Because I have to return someday.
But this time, it’s hard to hold back.
No matter how much this is a light novel world and how they reduce their charm with cringy light novel reactions and speech,
If I don’t get flustered at such blatant exposure, that’s just unnatural.
[Partner, aren’t you going to apply the oil? The lady is waiting.]
The Black Prince urges.
Why did we agree to apply oil to each other earlier?
I deeply regret it.
But it can’t be helped.
While singing the national anthem, I desperately turn away from my boiling blood and heart and squeeze oil from the can onto my palms.
Pat.
As my oily hands touch her smooth back, Rin flinches.
“Ugh…”
A moan escapes her lips.
Doing the protagonist oil application cliché on a heroine I only saw in light novels with my own body?
Is this light novel corruption?
While reciting the national anthem and the Heart Sutra, I spread the oil evenly over Rin’s back.
Her slick and soft skin melds with the oil.
As I start oiling from her lower back and make my way up to her shoulders.
“Kim Deok-Sung…”
Rin, who was lying face down, trembles as she speaks.
“What is it?”
“…If it’s now… you can do whatever you want! You… you can touch all over my body… I… I’m…! I’m your future wife… so for you, I can offer my body anytime, anywhere…”
To do whatever you want, huh?
Honestly, it’s not that I dislike it. As a man, how could I?
But if I accept that proposal, my last name will no doubt change from Kim to Shinozaki.
And I certainly don’t want that.
I don’t like that.
I still haven’t quite grasped the intention behind it, but unlike the original story, it’s not just the president but also the association president who has shown up at school this summer.
There’s no need to do something foolish like throwing a bait to the association president, who harbors ridiculous ambitions to take me as a son-in-law.
“How many times have I told you I won’t do that?”
I sigh and press down on her back.
“Ugh…”
Rin lets out a faint moan.
She murmurs in a gloomy voice.
“…Am I really that unappealing…? Is that it…?”
Self-deprecation pours out again.
[Hey, partner. Don’t you feel sorry for that lady named Rin? At least say something nice to her.]
The voice of the Black Prince echoes in my head.
“Unappealing? What are you talking about.”
Smack.
I lightly hit her back.
“Stop with that nonsense. You’re leading her on.”
I don’t understand why Kasumi and others enjoy leading her on so much.
Is it because in this light novel world, even the extras have above-average looks, making the wealth gap hard to feel?
“Kim Deok-Sung… You…”
Rin calls out to me in surprise.
Maybe it’s because I said something so out of place, but I feel a little awkward.
I quickly spread oil on her shoulder and then stand up.
“I’m done with the oil, so I’m going.”
Thud.
I leave the oil container next to her and head swiftly to the sunbed.
I put on the sunglasses resting on the table.
Now that the miserable oil application is over, I guess I can take some personal maintenance time.
It was the same in the real world, but whether it’s a vacation, a beach day, or whatever, it never feels like real rest.
Playing all day feels even more exhausting than when I’m working.
Especially in this light novel world’s vacation.
“Kim Deok-Sung…!”
I hear Rin’s voice in my ear.
I turn my head while lying down.
There she is, panting with her hands on her knees.
Her body is bent halfway, making the cleavage between her bikini quite overt.
It’s unnecessarily provocative.
Rin gathers herself and straightens up.
She places her hands on her ample chest.
“…Thank you.”
Rin smiles.
“What did I do to deserve thanks? Seriously.”
Everything about this world seems excessively kind.
“Still, thank you, Kim Deok-Sung.”
Rin, smiling like a fool, sits down on the sunbed next to me.
“Is it okay if I sit here and sunbathe with you?”
“Sure, do as you like.”
It’s not like I rented the whole place, so I have no grounds to say anything.
“Thank you!”
Rin, already on her third “thank you,” opens the lid of the cooler beside her.
Wait a second.
“Why a cooler?”
“You can’t have a summer vacation without a cooler and drinks, right? So I brought it along.”
Rin pulls out a red cola bottle from the refreshing ice and hands it to me.
“Here, drink. I prepared it just for you, Kim Deok-Sung.”
I take the cola she offers.
It feels surprisingly cold in my palm, probably because it’s been in the cooler.
“Uh, thanks.”
Grateful is grateful.
I finish my greeting and open the cola to drink.
Nothing beats cola under the summer sun.
Ramune isn’t my taste.
“Hehe. How is it? My support as your future wife?”
If only she’d stop with the devoted wife talk, that would be great.
Ignoring Rin’s words, I continued drinking my cola.
The moment.
“Whoa! Eri-ling had so much fun playing! Right, everyone?”
“Yeah. It was super fun! Eri-chan, I want to play like this again next time.”
“Well, not really… I didn’t find the water play that interesting. Hmph. I just spent time with you all, so be thankful. Got it?”
“Hueee…”
In the distance, Eri, Makoto, Olivia, and senior Kasumi can be seen finishing their water play.
It seems they’ve grown closer as they chatter away in different directions.
“But where’s Master?”
“Right? Where could he be? He disappeared halfway through.”
“I can’t see Shinozaki either…”
“Um, I think I found him?”
As the topic shifts naturally to Rin.
Olivia’s gaze turns this way.
At the sound of her voice, the other three turn their attention toward us.
“Heh.”
Rin, lying next to me, gives a triumphant smile at their gaze.
Seeing that, Olivia places her hand on her chest and points at Rin with her other hand, shouting.
“Shinozaki, no way… Did you spend time alone with him while we were busy playing in the water?!”
“You’re saying the obvious. Bonaparte. I am his future wife; while you were wasting time playing, I shared deep and sticky physical communication with him.”
Rin laughs and speaks nonsense.
What? Deep and sticky?
I can’t even process it.
“W-what did you just say?!”
Olivia’s face turns bright red.
She covers her mouth with her hand and shouts.
“Cow! No way… You seduced Master with that shameless and lewd body and your breasts?!”
Clomp, clomp.
Eri looks at Rin as she speaks.
“Of course. Washboard. Someone like you with a flat chest wouldn’t even dare to try.”
“W-w-w-wait!!! You lewd cow!”
“Just a loser’s excuse; how pathetic. Washboard.”
Eri is flailing around.
“…Junior is really twisted.”
Next to her, Kasumi looks at me with a sullen expression, while Makoto, as always, sounds out her onomatopoeia.
“Hawhawhawhaw…”
“Hey, you!”
Snap.
Olivia points at me.
“Is that ridiculous nonsense really true? No way, right?”
“Nope. What physical communication?”
Without a moment’s hesitation, I replied to Olivia’s question.
“I just applied some sunscreen.”
That’s really all there is to it.
It’s so unfair.
[Partner, do you think that explanation will work?]
The Black Prince lets out a sigh in my head.
“Sunscreen… I see. So while we were playing in the water, you were here rubbing sunscreen all over Shinozaki’s back?”
Hehehehe.
Olivia’s laughter gets strange.
“Master… that’s too much… You only apply sunscreen and rub it in for the cow? Eri-ling is still not good enough since her chest is small? Eri-ling… I thought drinking a lot of milk would help you grow, but… is it still not enough?”
Following that, Eri displays her chest pathetically, covered in a swimsuit with lace.
“Master. W-well, when it comes to chests… I may not know much, but I won’t lose in chest size! I-I’m also… it’s okay for you to touch…!”
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