Episode 48: The Business Ally
Kim Youngae flinched as she entered the massage room.
Flustered / Tense
Shim Uran had secretly arranged for another therapist in her place, but it turned out to be a man. They'd kept it hidden because it was obvious Kim Youngae would refuse if she knew. Her face showed a flicker of wariness.
"Hello, customer Kim Youngae. I'm Song Yunho, the therapist handling your session today."
"Ah... yes."
A look of hesitation crossed her face.
A man... as the therapist in Uran's place? A man's touch... hmm. Should I just leave? But my head hurts so much. If I stay like this, I might be bedridden tomorrow.
He kept reading her status messages to gather info. Her body was sensitive, and she seemed to get massages whenever she felt off.
She usually gets sessions once a week, but her booking frequency is high.
Soon, she made up her mind.
No choice. Just this once...
Okay.
Once he gave her the massage, it would be done. All that was left was to use Love Weapon to conquer her.
"I'll step out for a moment. Please prepare for the session."
When he returned, Kim Youngae was lying face-down in massage underwear, a towel draped over her private areas.
"Beginning the session."
He poured oil, rubbed his hands to warm it, then placed them firmly on her back.
Level 1
"Is the pressure okay?"
"Mmm, yes."
Was a bit weird getting it from a guy, but it's better than I thought.
Kim Youngae's resistance faded. Now her bare back, fully exposed, came into view.
Your lust craves stronger stimulation.
Calm down, calm down.
He suppressed his rising lust bit by bit. This was her first time getting a massage from him. He needed to slowly acclimate her to the pleasure he provided.
About 20 minutes passed.
Satisfied / Relaxed
Ahh... this guy is really good at massages. It even relaxes my mind.
Her body softened, her expression loosening.
Better results than expected?
For just Level 1, it was more effective than with others. She was acclimated enough and enjoying it, so time for the next step.
Level 2
He pressed his thumb firmly into the area below her waist.
"Hm?"
Kim Youngae twitched and stiffened. She sat up abruptly. Caught off guard by the unexpected reaction, he pulled his hand away.
Forcing a calm expression, he asked, "Did that hurt, ma'am? I'm sorry."
"Ah... no, it's fine."
With a slightly flustered look, she lay back down.
Is it because a man's hand touched me after so long? Felt weird.
Get a grip, Kim Youngae.
If it happens again, I should leave.
The reaction was more intense than expected and not in the direction he wanted. He resumed the massage, but his mind was complicated.
This is a problem.
He'd thought she was adapted enough, but why? Observing her status messages during the massage revealed the reason.
She's got ironclad self-control and morals. Not just toward others, but herself too.
From the first impression, Kim Youngae exuded chastity and elegance. She resisted the very idea of pleasure from another man's touch. Her virtue was charming, but now it blocked his approach.
Even on normal areas, if the pleasure's too much, she'll scold herself and bolt.
His trusted Love Weapon was sealed.
Stupid. Should've gathered perfect info beforehand.
He'd gotten complacent, over-relying on Love Weapon. Lee Seonyeong, Kim Soyeon, Shim Uran, and countless other women whose names he barely remembered—all fell to it. So he'd trusted it blindly, unprepared for when he couldn't use it.
Clearing the one-night stand dojo quest had built overconfidence—arrogance, really. He'd forgotten he was once a total loser, still full of shortcomings.
His jaw clenched involuntarily.
Can't give up now.
But no breakthrough came to mind. The session ended.
"...Good work."
The one chance is gone.
Bitter taste in his mouth. She resisted male therapists; no more chances with her. Self-anger surged at wasting the opportunity on arrogance.
After she left, he couldn't face Shim Uran's question about the result. The day ended; he clocked out.
He'd have to tell Shim Uran to find another helper. As he went to message her, one came from her first.
"...What the hell?"
"...Thank you for the request, ma'am. Let's begin."
He warmed the oil by rubbing his hands and placed them on her lower back. He still couldn't fathom why she'd rebooked him.
What really happened?
Only after observing her ever-shifting status messages during the massage did he start to guess.
Am I crazy, Kim Youngae? Why book a guy again...
But after the session, my body's condition was so much better.
It's been years since I slept without headaches...
It's the contact care.
Her unique trait came to mind. She suffered severe mental stress that manifested physically. Contact care relieved mental issues like stress through touch. The massage's contact had temporarily eased her stress, bringing comfort. But the root cause remained, so her body ached again, leading her back to him.
His lips curved up slightly. The lost chance had U-turned back.
No mistakes this time. More thoroughly.
No more complacency. He'd prepare meticulously, conquer her, complete the quest.
For that, he needed info on her.
Especially the stress source. That's the key.
He set the strategy for conquering Kim Youngae. He didn't speak to her, nor she to him; she just enjoyed the massage. He massaged silently, organizing his thoughts.
In the end, pleasure's the only way.
No other connection besides massages. To advance, he'd melt her bit by bit with the pleasure he gave.
Melt Kim Youngae with just Love Weapon Level 1.
Sensitive and conservative, she'd flee if pushed. Slowly, gradually melt her so she wouldn't run. Level 1 pressured major muscles, mimicking massage pleasure. But its true effect amplified caress pleasure.
Mix in subtle caresses during the massage. Very subtle.
Like dew dampening clothes, slowly soak Kim Youngae.
Start when her guard's lower.
The second session with her ended as a normal massage. But he wasn't disappointed. A breakthrough had appeared. He'd charge ahead relentlessly.
His flaw that made him obsess over exams to the point of third attempts—his stubbornness kicked in. No one could stop him once fired up.
After seeing Kim Youngae off, he pulled out his phone. He wanted to conquer her fast and start the beauty center, but it seemed like a long game.
Fine, focus on other quests too.
Especially Eunseo's—he'd prepare early. The woman who'd first sparked his possessiveness. No meetings due to exams, but he hadn't forgotten her preciousness.
Meanwhile, he'd applied subtle reality corrections to her body. Mainly skin. To boost looks fast, trim fat—but he held off.
Reason was simple. Think long-term.
Fixing her looks for free felt wasteful. Not money, but use it to build closeness or affection.
So skin first.
No major issues, but like anyone, she had spots and minor blemishes.
My taste is smooth, porcelain skin...
The blooming flower bud quest's core: make his Eunseo bloom to his tastes.
Can't edit obviously at once—teasing. Hmm, tweak elsewhere a bit...
His gaze drifted to her chest in the photo. 70D cup. Fitting her petite frame, plenty big—but absolute volume fit perfectly in his hand.
...Grow it a little in advance?
Plus, diets shrank breasts. Pre-growing wouldn't hurt.
Thus, Eunseo began blooming to his tastes, bit by bit.