episode_0032

I had never learned to play a musical instrument, so I had never experienced moving my fingers for any other purpose than just moving them.

Even when I moved my fingers, I had only ever done simple tasks like moving one or two fingers, or moving my whole hand for one purpose. My hands were far from delicate multitasking.

Since I had never attempted anything as complex as assigning a purpose to each individual finger, I thought that deciding to move all ten fingers, five on each hand, to thoroughly stimulate Mei Luina would just look ordinary.

However, when I buried all eight fingers, excluding the thumb dedicated to the pink nipple of Mei Luina’s soft and bouncy milk bottle, I realized.

Squish, squish, rustle, ooze, swirl, tingle, bounce, and squeeze!

[Huh?!♥ H-hiyaah♥ I-is this, is this real?♥ Is it?♥ I don’t know♥ I don’t understand this♥]

I came to realize that my newfound talent for handling my own body, which I had only just started to recognize yesterday, was still surpassing the boundaries of what I could imagine even now.

What’s going on? Why is this happening so naturally?

It is said that those born with innate talents face terrible difficulties when they have to teach someone else. This is because what they have to teach their students is simply natural to them.

Just as most people naturally learn how to walk, run, and breathe, for geniuses, their domain is just as natural to them.

Geniuses dance as if breathing, sing, exercise, exhibit extraordinary healing abilities, break through S-class gates alone, and effortlessly weave countless high-level magic circles with a single gesture.

The culprits long for and envy the ordinary actions of geniuses, begging for instruction, but to the geniuses, it’s as natural as breathing, so they cannot provide the guidance the culprits seek.

I remember reading a book with that kind of content during my training at the Awakening Academy.

When I first read the book, I was surrounded by geniuses who were incomparable to me, and despite not wanting to admit it, I had no choice but to acknowledge that fact.

Even now, after several years, unlike someone like me, barely an F-grade talent, they effortlessly breezed through almost all the training at the academy as if it were all too obvious.

Gazing up at their heaven-sent talents while mine lay dormant, I harbored a vague hope that someday I might bloom with such abilities.

Until then, I still believed that my status window ability held significant untapped potential, a truly exceptional skill.

But as time passed and I found myself burdened with insurmountable debt, I realized that I was nothing more than a culprit among culprits, falling short of the standards of an Awakened, and that I lacked the ability to make the extraordinary seem ordinary.

From then on, without holding any expectations for myself, I dedicated my life solely to repaying my debts.

But now, in this very moment, I’ve come to realize that I possess an innate talent in a field that can make the extraordinary seem ordinary.

Shiver, tremble, spin, swirl, drip, drop, swish, swoosh!

[Oh my goodness♥ Ah, I’ve discovered something♥ Oh no, this is bad♥ It means I can’t return to my innocent maiden days when I knew nothing♥♥♥]

I possessed the talent to turn women into instruments.

Not in the sense of handling women like instruments. Handling them like instruments was slightly different in my case.

Handling women like instruments simply meant treating them like instruments, but the essence of the subject remained that of a woman.

But I was different. I experienced it firsthand. If I set my mind to it, I could turn women into instruments.

Pressing with my index finger at the spot where a mark was engraved, like the leaf of a heartleaf houttuynia, on the upper right chest, I simultaneously twisted the pink nipple that I had been pressing with my thumb in deeply. Surely, at this, a cute voice not like May Loina’s would pop out. [Hunyahat♥] As expected. Hearing May Loina make the sound I intended by my touch, I smirked. If an instrument produces the intended sound according to the user’s manipulation, then May Loina now functioned as an instrument producing the sound as I intended.

Thus, my talent extended beyond handling women like instruments; it reached the realm of making women into instruments. When I press here like this, she’ll surely protest like an antelope, saying, [Huhiiik♥], causing shivers. “Oh, you’re pressing the nipple and being naughty, aren’t you? ♥♥♥” Indeed, my talent was genuine.

Just two days since encountering a female body, I effortlessly turned her into an instrument, much like removing a thorn from a tiger’s paw. Moreover, May Loina, who became an instrument spewing screams due to me, was among the geniuses who made the extraordinary seem ordinary, having reached the pinnacle where countless geniuses had made their talents pessimistic. The culprit, me, had turned into the wannabe of geniuses I admired, becoming an instrument that could produce the moans and screams I desired with just a flick of my fingers.

The realization of this fact caused my unused Stai mk.2 to gain a substantial weight. The sense of conquest derived from the excitement and thrill of being able to mold May Loina as desired accelerated my blood flow, making Stai mk.2 feel robustly heavy. However, today is not the day for Stai mk.2 to shine. The opponent for Stai mk.2’s debut is not May Loina. Stai mk.2 will only come into play when the person I love permits my love.

So I took a deep breath and turned my attention away from the STAY mk.2, which was shouting for its own liberation, saying, “Set me free! I need my strength to fully unleash your true talent!” [Hehe♥ Haha♥ Hee, heeing♥ Why are you so skilled like this······♥]

The nerves forcibly detached from the STAY mk.2 were now fully focused on Mei Luina, who had been deeply moved by several experimental performances and finally began playing properly.

Rustle… Flinch! Hm? Swoosh!

More accurately, my focus was entirely on Mei Luina’s soft and bouncy royal milk jugs, which I had skillfully handled like an instrument throughout my life.

“Wow…”

Taking a break after the performance, as I removed my hand, I saw Mei Luina’s milk jugs in their entirety, which had been covered by my hand until then.

Her nipples, heavily pressed and twisted clockwise by my thumb, still stood erect towards the sky, while her flawless, milky white, transparent milk jugs were now stained with my fingerprints, turning patchy spots a reddish color.

Even if it were designated as a world heritage site, no one would oppose the fact that this beautiful and precious bundle of happiness had been messily tainted by my hands.

This was telling me that Mei Luina’s royal soft and bouncy milk jugs were exclusively mine to touch, and that Mei Luina was an instrument only I could play.

Of course, once the treatment is over, I won’t have the chance to meet Mei Luina again.

I don’t particularly feel regret about this fact. The thing I wished for more than anything was for Mei Luina to get up from her sickbed and repay my debt, so after today’s treatment, I finally let go.

Thud thud thud thud thud.

As I put on my gloves and extended my palm outward, there was a fierce sound of air bursting between the joints.

I felt refreshed, and along with that, a sense of flexibility returned to my somewhat stiff joints.

“…Good.”

At this moment, I was truly at my best.

In other words, it was a state filled with the power to make a woman feel an uncontrollable pleasure, just by touching her heart, and even to make her faint. “Well then, Miss Meiruna, I’ll start wrapping up.” [Huiiing♥ Wh-what? Wrapping up…?] “Of course, your fainting climax. I’ll make you faint within 10 seconds. Miss Meiruna, please count one second at a time. Ready, go.” [S-Suddenly saying that…?!] Ignoring Meiruna’s bewildered voice, I firmly pressed the leaf imprint of the third pot plant from the left covering Meiruna’s upper breast with my left index finger. At the same time, I applied pressure to the nipple with my left thumb and firmly twisted the right nipple with my right forefinger. It was a stimulation that Meiruna couldn’t adapt to, a continuous and steadily sensitive stimulation. Giving such stimulation meant that Meiruna had no choice but to comply with what I wanted. [Hukiiiiik♥♥♥ Ah, don’t♥ Gripping the nipple and gently twisting left and right♥ As Stei said, I have no choice but to do it♥♥♥] “Now, from 10 seconds. Start.” Drip, drip. [Y-Yes♥♥♥ Guhuh♥♥♥] Spin, spin. [Pahal♥♥ Ch-chill!♥♥] Twist. Twist. [Y-Youuuk?!♥♥ Oh, oh my…♥♥♥♥♥] Swoosh! [Ohh…♥] “It’s not 5, it’s 4. If you say 5 twice, that’s not counting…” [……] Thud. [The subject has fainted. Mind-reading function is terminated.] “What the…” Couldn’t even last 5 seconds. A feeble instrument indeed.