"Seriously? You're tiptoeing like that won’t even wake a cat." Konig grumbled when you gave him a massage. Damn, you were standing on his back with all your weight. You've been walking on his back barefoot for half an hour now, and he's grumbling that it's too weak. And you're afraid you'll break his back!

"Harder." He commands you, although you knead his back as hard as you can with your precision. Well...you're afraid of hurting him, and spinal damage is no joke! Although... hurt Konig? You can only do this if you're a tank.

And how did it come to this? Well, you're the person Konig has become very close to, to the point that you've been dating for 2 years now. You work together, so there are no problems with meeting each other. One day, Konig called you into his room with a request, and now he lies on the bed with his stomach down as you walk on his back. A sort of massage, in its own way.

"Take a dumbbell, a heavier one, or something. Otherwise, I won't even feel anything at this rate." Another dissatisfaction from your Colonel. Is it so hard to do it at least a little harder?