The beastmen ate in contentment, happily munching on the sweet, delicious skewers Tessa had prepared. Praise spread from mouth to mouth, her name carried warmly among them all. Every bite only seemed to prove that Tessa Yun possessed blessed hands when it came to cooking.
Yet while her glory traveled through the crowd, Tessa herself was crouched on the ground, preparing for the reward she had been waiting for all this time.
A massage.
Her back ached so badly she was convinced one wrong movement would make it crack in half.
"Jeez… I keep hating this body. Tell me why I feel like an old woman already?" Tessa muttered bitterly, stretching her arms before lowering herself carefully again.
After what felt like forever, she finally felt a hand rest against her back.
"Thank goodness… for a moment there, I thought I'd turn stiff."
She sighed in relief.
Then the hand pressed down.
Hard.
Not firm.
Not skilled.
Hard enough that her soul nearly left her body.
