Chapter 14: The Treatment Begins
Seeing that Yier Meng had finally agreed, Elise let out a small sigh of relief. But for some unknown reason, a tiny hint of disappointment lingered in her heart.
“Teacher! Please strike me!”
She closed her eyes as if resigning herself to her fate.
What Yier Meng didn’t know was that Elise had considered asking someone else for help before, but she had always concluded that not only would they refuse, but they would surely find her utterly disgusting.
Her constitution was very peculiar. She only needed to feel pain to feel comfortable. So, she had always told herself to endure, to hold it in, until she met her teacher.
“Yes! The harder, the better! Teacher, don’t worry about whether my body can take it! In fact, it would be even better if I couldn’t!” she finished, not forgetting to add a supplementary remark.
Her soft flesh pressed against Yier Meng’s leg. Since she was only wrapped in a white bath towel, her form seemed to have been somewhat distorted by the pull of gravity.
But since things had come to this, Yier Meng had no choice but to act.
However, what should she use to strike, and where?
Hitting her head was definitely out of the question. Hitting her body wasn’t great either. As for her rear… just the thought of it was incredibly awkward.
That kind of striking was definitely not an option. Yier Meng’s original intention was to help Elise, to change this constitution of hers, not to let her gradually enjoy it and sink deeper into it.
“As long as it hurts, that’s all that matters, right?”
In the end, Yier Meng could only resort to massaging her leg. She remembered reading in a book once about a technique that involved massaging the acupoints on the sole of the foot, stimulating them to produce a sensation of pain. Although it was a form of treatment, if the goal was simply to feel pain without causing injury, this therapeutic method was worth a try.
“Here I come, then.”
With that, Yier Meng’s hand grasped Elise’s leg.
“Mm.”
Elise gave a soft reply.
After a long session, Yier Meng was thoroughly exhausted. If she hadn’t been the one to call a halt, Elise surely would have let it continue indefinitely. Seeing the mischievous way she was now sticking her tongue out slightly, Yier Meng knew she had done it on purpose.
The first massage ended with Yier Meng drenched in sweat.
What Yier Meng didn’t realize was just how earnest and captivating she looked as she so seriously administered the treatment. Her soft, white hair would occasionally sway with her movements, and her crimson eyes, focused and intense, exuded a somewhat demonic charm after she finished.
Although Elise’s back had been to Yier Meng the entire time, an elf’s perception is exceptionally keen. Unlike a human, she could use the special sensory vision of the elves to see exactly what kind of attitude her teacher had toward her.
“Thank you, Teacher Yier Meng.”
Knowing that Yier Meng held not a trace of disdain for her and didn’t find her disgusting in the slightest, Elise expressed her gratitude with great sincerity.
Her method for doing so was to, like an adorable little cat, gently kiss Yier Meng on the cheek.
“This is the highest form of gratitude among the elves, you know. Teacher, you mustn’t get the wrong idea.”
Being kissed like that by a flawlessly beautiful elven girl, even Yier Meng felt quite embarrassed.
However, it seemed her method was a success; the girl’s constitution had been suppressed. And using massage, compared to more extreme behaviors that could even escalate to self-harm later on, was already the best possible outcome.
“That’s enough for today.”
Yier Meng said this as she grabbed a large robe from a hanger and tossed it over Elise. It appeared to be the elf’s post-bath robe.
But once it was on, Yier Meng’s awkward expression eased considerably, as the loose-fitting robe was perfect for concealing many of the body’s curves.
