“Who says I need a massage? Brat, are you becoming audacious with me?” Hayashi-sensei snarled back her eyes glaring at me from below.
She lifted her head just as slightly, giving me quite a view of her face and the crevice below.
She’s unaware of that and with how I could control my expression, I might need to voice it out to make her realize that she opened a window for me.
Despite calling me out like that, she did nothing to stop me from massaging her. In fact, even if it’s not noticeable at first, relief gradually washed over her expression as my thumbs did their job, circling on a pressure point.
“You’re right, sensei. This might be me being audacious. However, can’t I provide you relief? I’m already here anyway.”
“Manners, Onoda-kun. You can’t suddenly do this when you aren’t asked for.”
“I see... Then sensei, I’ll keep that in mind next time.”