What could be considered sensitive areas on a beastfolk’s body?
In games, various areas are sometimes mentioned, but it ultimately depends on the individual.
For some, it’s the shoulders.
For others, it’s the waist.
And for some, it’s their entire body.
Since sensitive areas aren’t universally defined, those giving massages must find these spots themselves through direct contact.
Especially if it’s not just an ordinary massage, but a mana massage.
However, there are two areas that are fairly common across the beastfolk.
These two spots consistently elicit sensitive reactions.
One: the tail.
And the other: the ears.
“Clothes, Ahhh, hot….”
Ludmila reacts sensitively.
If I hadn’t been supporting her from behind, she might have collapsed from losing her posture.
“No need to feel embarrassed. You don’t have to hold back your voice.”
I gently but firmly grab her ears. For most people, this would just feel like a casual touch on the earlobe. But under my so-called “Hand of the Sun”, it’s far more than that.
“Let the bad mana that’s been blocked inside flow out along with the sounds.”
“Ah, ahh, haah….”
A groan escapes Ludmila’s mouth.
Some people let out strange, incoherent sounds during massages, but there are those who make sounds that could easily be misunderstood by someone listening from outside.
Ludmila is one of those people.
Even though I’m untangling the bad mana clumped up in her body, she’s letting out moans as if she’s suffering from a fever.
Drip.
Tears flow from Ludmila’s eyes.
I haven’t done anything wrong, nor is she in pain.
It’s just that bad mana is being released along with her tears.
The bad mana in her body – or should I say the potential of being an Angel?
Thoughts like wishing the whole world would perish, resentment and hatred toward humans, destructive desires—I’m removing and drawing out this corrupted mana.
To be precise—
‘Mana radiation from Heaven.’
This mana from Heaven tends to accumulate more in the bodies of heroines.
Heaven would probably protest against me describing it this way, but it truly is as insidious as radiation.
It’s a method where Heaven mixes its mana into rain and spreads it from the sky to the ground.
It naturally builds up as you breathe, and it senses negative human emotions, occupying the space where the original mana should be, without the person’s knowledge.
It’s a type of forced encroachment.
And I’m essentially ‘normalizing’ these illegal occupiers with my mana.
I’m restoring the space where Ludmila’s original mana should be, allowing her mana to inhabit its rightful place.
Ludmila might not fully realize it yet, but the reason her body feels relieved is because of this.
“Ha, haa, ah…!”
“Focus on the flow of your mana. How is it compared to usual?”
“It’s flowing more smoothly, ah, and more intensely…”
Ludmila answers obediently.
She’s no longer looking ahead, but focusing all her attention on the mana flowing through her body.
“Haa, more, more clearly…”
Ludmila places her trembling hand on her bodysuit.
With a ‘click,’ the front of her suit slowly opens, like a crab shedding its shell.
“More, distinctly…!”
“Then, excuse me.”
I slip my hand between Ludmila’s suit and her body.
“!!”
Of course, there’s nothing improper going on. I simply extend my hand toward Ludmila’s abdomen and carefully release my mana.
“Ludmila, from now on, I’m going to guide the mana. As you follow that mana, you’ll reach a certain point. Don’t be alarmed, okay?”
“W-What do you mean by that…?”
“You’ll see if you follow along.”
Press.
“Hic?!”
As I stimulate her ear with mana, all her senses focus there.
Meanwhile, I run my hand lightly over her abdomen, allowing my mana to flow delicately inside her.
Externally, the areas where Ludmila is most sensitive are her ears and tail.
However, ever since I was transmigrated into this world, and especially after accumulating various knowledge about the creatures of the Demon World, I began to have a suspicion about Ludmila’s physical traits.
Could it be that “it” exists inside Ludmila?
The very source of the peculiar trait that manifests only after she becomes an “Angel”, something entirely different from the other characters.
“Ah, aaah… more, I can’t take any more here!”
“No, hold on. You need to endure. Your senses can become even sharper than this.”
“Even sharper than this?”
“Yes. A massage isn’t just about loosening up tense muscles, it’s also a process of finding things in the body that shouldn’t be there.”
“…!”
Ludmila trembles as she turns her head to look at me.
“S-Something that shouldn’t be there… What do you mean by that?”
“Hold on a second… Ah, there it is.”
I pressed my middle finger deep into the place where I sensed the anomaly.
At that moment—
“Hiiiiik?!”
Ludmila buried her head in my shoulder, and her body jerked forward.
Her legs stretched straight into the air, her ankles and toes pointing, while her hands clenched into fists, trembling as she tried to grab onto something.
Then—
Boom!!
A massive surge of mana erupted from Ludmila’s body, shaking the entire practice room with a gust of wind emanating from her skin.
“Hah, hah, haaah….”
Ludmila gasped for air, tears streaming down her face like a woman who had just experienced something overwhelming.
“Wh-What…!!”
She then turned her teary eyes to me, her face red with indignation.
“What … did you just do?!”
She leaped forward and pointed at me, gritting her teeth, her face flushed with anger.
“What do you mean, what did I do? I was giving you a mana massage and checking if there were any abnormalities in your body.”
“T-This is…!”
Unintentional mana release.
Though it might be hard to describe in words, the sensation must have felt as though she had involuntarily committed some embarrassing act, even though nothing improper actually happened.
“Miss Ludmila. Seriously, listen to me without misunderstanding.”
“Y-You did something like this to me, and now you’re—!”
“It’s a tumor.”
“…?”
Ludmila’s hand, which had been pointing at me accusingly, froze in place.
“Well, maybe ‘tumor’ isn’t the most accurate term. It’s the closest medical term I can use, but this is really more of a mana-related phenomenon.”
“A t-tumor? What are you saying?”
“A tumor. A mass of mutated mana inside your body. It’s preventing you from fully unleashing your massive mana reserves.”
“…”
Ludmila, still tearful, narrowed her eyes and glared at me.
“What are you talking about…?”
“If we fix that, you could probably become S-rank.”
“…!”
“I’m not joking. I’m dead serious. If you’re doubtful, you can check it for yourself, can’t you?”
“T-That’s…!”
Ludmila looked down at her own abdomen.
“Is that why you pressed on my navel?!”
She pointed to a small, inward dimple on her stomach.
“Exactly.”
It may sound suspicious to others, but this issue stems from Ludmila being a beastfolk—more specifically, a rabbitfolk.
“Miss Ludmila, did you know that female rabbits have two uteruses?”
“…!!”
“Miss Ludmila, you—”
“You p*rvert─”
“Have two mana cores.”
Ludmila, who had been about to punch me with her flushed face, froze mid-action.
“…?”
This was likely because her desire to maintain her identity as [Cutting Wind]—her adventurer title—overcame her embarrassment as a woman.
In that moment, her rationality suppressed her emotions.
Her anger toward me was overridden by her anxiety about her body’s mana and her aspirations for growth.
“So, um, how should I put this…”
“Since rabbits have two uteruses, they can reproduce quickly, right?”
“U-Use a different metaphor.”
Ludmila waved her hands, blushing deeply.
Thankfully, it wasn’t a gesture aimed at slapping me or throwing a punch.
“Got it. How about I just get straight to the point instead of using metaphors?”
I pointed one hand at Ludmila’s heart and the other at her abdomen.
“You have two ‘cores’ in your body where mana can be stored, Miss Ludmila. The reason you haven’t reached S-rank might be because mana has been accumulating in the core that’s not connected to your heart, and you haven’t been able to use it.”
“That’s… impossible…”
“Could it be that someone cast a ‘seal’ spell on you?”
“There’s no way. I know my body better than anyone.”
“Then how do you explain this?”
If there’s anyone to blame, it’s the Angels.
“The mana outburst just now.”
“!!”
“Was that the mana you were consciously controlling? I doubt it. If you were controlling it, it wouldn’t have exploded like that, right?”
“That’s…”
Ludmila hesitated, then pointed downward.
“…Shall we move to my private room?”
“That works for me. But first.”
I pointed behind Ludmila.
“Since they’re going to be making bread here in this practice room starting tomorrow, I’d appreciate it if you could help clean up.”
“Clean up? What do you mean… Ah.”
Behind Ludmila.
A floating, green, blade-like sphere hovered ominously in the air. It didn’t extend beyond the practice room, but just reaching for it felt like your arm might be sliced off.
“By the way, congrats on learning a new skill.”
“…That…”
Ludmila reached her hand toward the green sphere, and with a faint ‘pah-kang’ sound, it disintegrated.
“…Does this mean my body will react like it did earlier every time I summon that?”
“That depends on how you handle it from now on.”
Probably.
Unless she had my help.
“Every time you use your new ability, are you going to shiver and quiver like you just—”
“Ugh! Enough!”
Ludmila charged at me and swiftly put me in a headlock, shoving my face under her arm.
“…Follow me.”
With my face buried against her side, I was forcibly dragged away by Ludmila.
