I Picked Up a Witch With Amnesia

2. Winter Expedition – 02

“…what?”

“Are your ears not very good? give me a massage My legs hurt from walking too long today.”

“…..”

Of course, as Bianca said, he didn’t ask because his ears were blocked and he couldn’t hear her.

I mean it was because I was really f*cking stupid and doubted if my ears were normal.

‘Has this woman finally returned? What kind of masseuse am I?’

In fact, giving a massage is not difficult at all. Bianca and I aren’t strangers at all, and although it’s a bad relationship, I don’t think it’s strange that she gives me a massage as I’ve known her for 20 years.

In addition, in the past few months, while being part of the expedition, I went through a lot of things, and because of that, I not only saw that woman’s bare skin countless times, but also touched it. It was safe to assume that there was no reason to feel ashamed at all about giving a massage now.

But, that is that and this is this. How could a man in the world take a good look at a woman who suddenly begged him to give him a foot massage? Crucially, why would she want to massage her feet and not any other area? Feet are one of the parts of the body that women of noble families should not show to other men. Showing your feet to another man was not allowed unless you were at least committed to marriage.

To put it all together, Bianca was forcing me to do things that would come and go from a man and a woman who were at least engaged in marriage. Needless to say, I couldn’t bear to see my face crumpled like a piece of toilet paper at the thought that I might be misunderstood for my relationship with that woman.

“…why?”

Eventually, this question came out of my mouth. I don’t know if it’s someone else, but it was something I didn’t feel like giving that girl a massage at all.

“Why? Why?”

Bianca distorts her face as if she was swearing at my question. To be honest, I had nothing to say even if I was intimidated by Bianca’s appearance. Because, in fact, it is true that he was scared. If Bianca’s head spins around and she fires magic at me, at least she’ll die instantly. How could I not be scared when the power gap was so stark?

“You gave each other massages with her. Why can’t I!”

“…The woman?”

There were not one or two women in this expedition, so I couldn’t tell who the hell they were talking about.

“I mean the princess! Yesterday, while everyone else was looking at each other, we rubbed each other’s bodies!”

Bianca screaming at me with a shrill voice. And I couldn’t hide my absurdity when I saw Bianca like that. No, I couldn’t understand why the expression was so crude before that.

“It was inevitable to relieve the fatigue from swordsmanship training by the princess…”

“You did it to her anyway! Why don’t you do it to me? My body is dirty? Huh?”

“…..”

I have nothing to say. When I thought about why this woman suddenly grabbed me and started talking nonsense, was it that she was giving a damn about the massage she gave to relieve each other’s fatigue after training in earnest with the princess yesterday?

At this point, Bianca’s superficial inner side was clearly visible to me. Perhaps Bianca is outraged that I gave another woman a massage, except for herself.

Even so, Bianca always thought of me as her slave. Therefore, what I did for others must be the right that I deserved, and it was clear that I had such an idea.

To put it all together, it was a very simple story, that this woman was just terribly nasty in character.

“…Bianca. But aren’t your feet like that?”

If anyone witnessed this scene, they might misunderstand that Bianca and I were engaged to be married. It was indeed a terrifying and terrible misunderstanding.

“Why are your feet? How are you?”

Bianca tilted her head as if she didn’t really understand. At this point, you begin to question whether the woman really belongs to an aristocratic family.

“That’s right, we’re not promised marriage, and we’re not even close to touching our bare skin. If someone else sees this scene after massaging your feet, wouldn’t it be misunderstood? “

“…then what about the princess?”

Bianca bites the princess until the end like a fighting dog and falls down.

“That was part of the training… How do you train without touching your skin?”

I couldn’t understand how I got to the point where I had to spew such lame excuses.

“Anyway, I’m sorry, but that request might not be a bit too much.

“…..”

Bianca quietly shuts her mouth, as if she finally understood something at my series of excuses, which are beyond lame.

“Then can I leave? I still have a little work to do.”

Saying that, my body was already standing in front of the tent’s doorway. Now all I could think about was getting out of this damn place as soon as possible.

But that was the time.

“Hey, Cain. who went out Aren’t you standing there?”

tall-

As soon as I heard Bianca’s words, my body paused. Maybe it’s because I’ve seen that bitch notice too much over the past few months, but as soon as Bianca told me to stand, my body stood still, and my body was so savage.

“I thought about it for a while, but it doesn’t seem like a problem?”

“…What?”

“You just said that other people might misunderstand when they see you massaging my feet. Is not it?”

“…uh. It doesn’t.”

“Then isn’t it okay if other people don’t see it?”

Saying that, Bianca picks up the cane lying next to her and starts muttering something.

I don’t know much about magic, but I could sense that the bitch was trying to use magic from the energy that was rising around Bianca.

‘…f*ck. Is that dog-like bitch finally trying to kill me?’

After all, it was just an excuse to ask for a foot massage. It was clear that Bianca’s true purpose was to get me to reject her ridiculous offers. And as soon as I refused the offer, he used it as an excuse to devise a wicked plan to kill me.

If there was a next life for me, I wouldn’t go out with a girl with red hair. I closed my eyes tightly as I left a will in my heart.

“Hey, what are you doing? Aren’t your eyes open?”

flash

With those words, I opened my two eyes that I had closed without even realizing it. As soon as I open my eyes, I involuntarily look Bianca up and down.

“…what?”

Fortunately, Bianca didn’t have a ball of fire on her hand or swirling lightning. What, didn’t you use magic to kill me?

“Why are your eyes closed?”

“…No, I’m a little embarrassed that you suddenly use magic. I just closed my eyes without realizing it.”

I was afraid that you would kill me, so I purred the word a little and spat it out.

“Poop, what is that? Well, you’ve been a bit timid since the old days.”

Bianca nodded as if she had understood something in her own way.

“don’t worry. I just set up a barrier to prevent others from approaching the tent.”

“…What? what is that-”

“Massaging my feet. He said he put a barrier so that other people couldn’t see it. There’s nothing wrong now, right?”

“…..”

…She’s really crazy. All I could think was that I couldn’t understand what the hell this girl was thinking.

Saying that, Bianca took off her socks and wiggled once as if to show off her slender legs.

…To be honest, since I’m a man myself, I couldn’t help but roll my eyes at that beautiful figure.

‘…now I don’t even know.’

Somewhere in my heart, I calmly let go of my ego and began to slowly touch Bianca’s feet with a liberated expression. It was to give this girl a foot massage as she wished. However, while observing Bianca’s feet to massage her bare, plaster-like feet, I noticed that there were several small blisters on one corner of her sole.

‘…wasn’t that an excuse?’

Even when I asked for a foot massage, I thought it was a lie to say that it hurt, but it seems that it really hurt. Actually, if you go to the saintess and ask for healing, you will get better at once, but it seems that this proud woman did not want to bow her head to the saintess because of blisters.

“Tsk.”

I unknowingly kicked my tongue hard and at the same time pressed hard on the lumpy parts of her feet.

“…Ah, ugh. Cain…!”

Bianca let out a very low moan, probably feeling good as her veins loosened. However, my massage was just the beginning.

“…uh, ugh…”

I gently stroked, pressed, or stroked Bianca’s bare feet. The part where the blood vessels seemed to be clogged up was relieved as much as possible by turning the palm of the hand round and round, and the part where there was a wound on the foot was only slightly smoothed with careful hands, as if handling a piece of glass.

Before I knew it, I was so engrossed in the massage that I forgot I was even touching Bianca’s bare feet.

“…Ahh.”

…And how much time had passed. Realizing that I had been touching her feet for well over 30 minutes at best, I realized it was time to get out of her tent. It was because the members of the other expedition corps might have some strange misunderstanding if they stayed in another woman’s tent for such a long time.

“Do you think this is enough? Can I leave?”

“Wait, Cain. wait.”

Bianca catches me trying to leave as if there is still something left.

“…what’s wrong? Is there anything else I need to do? Do you want me to give you a massage somewhere else?”

In response to my question, Bianca looked somewhat hesitant rather than her usual dignified appearance, and then muttered something in a voice that crawled towards me.

“…woah.”

“…what?”

“I thought I was going to die of pain! Next time, be gentle!”

Bianca suddenly jumped in anger and pushed me out of the tent.

“I thought it would feel good, but it only hurts. I really hate it. Really.”

Saying that, Bianca turned her head away from me and quickly disappeared inside the tent.

‘Damn it bitch.’

I invested all my free time and gave her a massage, but the only thing that came back was primary criticism. I must have been crazy too. Why did that girl work so hard on the massage because she was pretty?

“…But did my massage hurt that much?”

The princess complimented me saying that my body gets tired when I give her a massage. Well, it’s because each person’s sensitive area may be different. From Bianca’s point of view, my massage could be really painful.

…of course, but that didn’t make it a reason to get scolded for my hard massage.

Feeling my hatred for Bianca growing even deeper today, I slowly moved towards my tent.

Heaven already gave birth to me, so I could only lament why it gave birth to another woman named Bianca.