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"Sorry, but this might hurt a little bit," says Keine.

Vincent feels a sudden chill at her words. He feels that something is terribly wrong. But as if to calm his fears, he hears the teacher whisper to him gently.

"I haven't done this in a long time," she whispers. "Please forgive me if you feel a little strange."

"Ah! I-I'm sure that it will feel alright," mumbles Vincent.

What the hell is he saying? He should be running out of the room right now! What will he do if Chen suddenly walks in on them? Or Komachi? And he can only imagine what will happen if Youmu discovers this little misunderstanding. Though for some reason, he can't see Yuyuko as anything but amused at all this.

Suddenly, he gasps as he feels something soft against him. At first, her movements are small and careful, as if deathly afraid of doing something wrong. He can feel every subtle change as her tiny fingers begin to stroke him. But after a minute, she starts petting him more quickly. Vincent bites his lips, barely stopping himself from moaning.

"Does it feel good?" asks the teacher seductively. "Maybe I should move a little faster~"

Her rhythm steadily hastens, stroking him again and again. Each movement is unbelievably pleasurable, but somehow different. Every time she touches him, something changes. Is it the angle? Is it the pressure? Is it the texture? He can't tell anymore as she continues her delicate sensual work.

"Haaa...haaa...haaa..." breathes the teacher.

Suddenly, he realizes that Keine seems to be enjoying this as well. With his eyes closed, he starts imagining teacher's face as she does such things. Is she smiling? Is she blushing? Is she touching herself too? Oh my god -

"Does it feel good?" whispers Keine. "I-I can try using both hands, if you like..."

Vincent can only nod stupidly. In response, the teacher doubles her efforts. She starts stroking him with both hands. Her movements are agonizingly pleasurable. In one moment, she rubs upon him perfectly like clockwork, and in another, her hands handle him clumsily, almost shyly. He can't tell if she lacks experience or has too much of it. But the sensation is undeniably intense. If this continues, he might just -

"Aaaahhh!" cries Vincent.

Suddenly, he feels whole body spasm for a moment, then relax. He feels like he can sleep peacefully now. Dreamlessly even. This feeling of calm, he can't compare it to anything else he can remember.

"Now do you feel better now?" asks Keine as she lets him go.

Vincent can barely nod as he slows his breathing. Her technique is amazing.

"That's great," she whispers. "I'm glad that I still remember how to perform a therapeutic palm massage. You now look calm enough for my technique."

"For... what..?" replies Vincent dreamily.

"It will only hurt for a second~" says Keine.

Suddenly, he feels something smash hard into his forehead. The sharp, searing pain quickly grows dim as he loses consciousness.

[ ] Under the cherry blossoms.
[ ] Under the crimson sunset.
[ ] Under the mountain rain.
[ ] Under the night sky.
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