Chapter 60
Chapter 60
Chapter: 60 - Cheon Do-hwa Joins
Tap, tap.
Carrying the shopping bag, I walked ahead. My destination was, of course, my dojang.
Click, clack.
Behind me, a woman followed, her high heels clicking against the pavement. Cheon Do-hwa. It had been over a year since we'd ended up living in the same neighborhood, but only now were we properly getting acquainted—the daughter of the master at the nearby Taekwondo dojang.
From what I recalled, she was still abroad when I was scouting out that Taekwondo place, and by the time she returned, I wasn't showing up much at my own dojang, so this was our first time meeting.
"......"
She trailed after me, her face languid as she stared at her smartphone, her long, wavy purple hair swaying. How did I end up heading to the dojang with Cheon Do-hwa? It all started a little while ago with her somewhat rude remarks. Right after the master introduced us and we'd exchanged polite greetings.
'It used to be a Hapkido dojang, right? Looks like you switched it up recently... But who actually comes to learn self-defense techniques? Does it even make money?'
'Ahem... Do-hwa!'
'Did I say something wrong? I figured you'd close up shop and quit right away, but you're still hanging in there.'
Her words hit like a punch to the solar plexus, leaving even the kindly master at a loss beside her. I wondered if the daughter was doing the trash-talking instead of her dad, but it didn't feel like she was trying to mock me on purpose. It seemed like she genuinely believed it. And honestly, it was factual. Without the system, I would've quietly closed down and folded the dojang.
I was living such happy days now that it barely fazed me. I just thought to myself, She's pretty, but what a brat, and smiled at her as I replied.
"I focus on self-defense techniques, but we do all sorts of other things too. Not just martial arts—fitness, diet PT. And... oh! We even offer massages."
"Yeah, figures. Who goes around learning self-defense in this day and age."
"Haha, but there's surprisingly demand. Some people have signed up specifically for self-defense. Hmm... If you get the chance, why not come try a free session sometime? It doesn't have to be self-defense—I'm actually better at fitness and massages. We're running an event with one free trial session."
I slipped in the invitation naturally. Trusting the success rate of the Free Trial Invitation. ironic success. Ironically, that's when it happened.
"Massage? Alright, let's see what you've got. Dad, I'm gonna pop over to that dojang real quick."
"What?"
"You've been eyeing it the whole time. I'll go check it out. Might as well get a massage while I'm at it. He says he's good, so I'm curious."
"...Fair enough. Hmm... Alright, Master Joo? My daughter's curious—got time for her?"
"Oh... Ah, yep. If she's here for a trial, I'll make time. Of course."
And that's how Cheon Do-hwa ended up following me to the dojang. I'd given up expecting success, and ironically, that's when it happened. Anyway, it was a chance to gain a member.
Click.
I unlocked the dojang door and stepped inside. Cheon Do-hwa followed, glancing around.
"......Pfft."
"......"
Ten seconds in, and she was already snickering. The place still felt empty—no denying it. But laughing outright? Tempted to flick her forehead. She's a pretty girl, though, so I let it slide and headed straight to the office. Dropped off the shopping bag and got ready to start.
For a trial, she couldn't touch everything freely, but as long as I stuck to breasts, pussy, or ass, it was fine. With Solar Hands, even a normal massage will feel better than most shops. That's why I planned a real sports massage.
But then.
"Hey."
"Yes?"
"Sign me up. Six months... Nah, make it a year."
"...Pardon?"
Cheon Do-hwa suddenly declared she'd register as a member. Still with that languid expression, lips quirked up like the dojang's state amused her.
"I'll register, but you probably won't see me after today. Let's say it's because I like watching someone keep at it after failing once... Sure."
"......"
"You don't buy it, huh."
No way I did. Her upturned lips and snarky tone made it clear she didn't think that at all. I stared silently, and she continued nonchalantly.
"Honestly, you deserved to fail here. Opening up right in front of a thriving Taekwondo dojang without a shred of conscience."
"......What."
That, I had to concede. But their place didn't seem interested in expanding, so I slipped in. I didn't bother defending myself. Assuming I'd conceded, she kept going.
"You know how pissed I was? Every time I visited, I'd tell Dad to expand, but he'd drag his feet, and in the meantime, some weird Hapkido place pops up? But sizing it up, if we expanded as planned, you'd flop on your own. So when I came back, I bought the building next door and expanded right away. Spread rumors, got the kids' friends to flock over."
"Knew it..."
"Knew what?"
"Ah, talking to your dad earlier, he didn't strike me as the pushy type. So it was you, Do-hwa-ssi."
"Yep. So? Mad?"
"Whatever you think, not my problem. Call it hush money—take the registration fee."
I couldn't read her mind. Especially why she'd provoke me like this, alone with a guy. Cheon Do-hwa was about 165-170cm, big breasts, slim build. Unless I got ridiculously careless, her body couldn't beat mine.
"...Do-hwa-ssi."
"Yeah."
"Assuming weekly visits, that'll be 600,000 won total. It's 1:1 reserved PT standard here. This is already event-discounted. Oh, no uniform fee—service."
I sat at the computer and said it. Mad or not, if she was volunteering to join, thank you very much.
"...Hmph. Fine. Card."
"Thank you!"
Her eyes twitched like she was annoyed it wasn't fun. I held back a grin and took her card.
Ding!
My screen filled with notifications.
[ Cheon Do-hwa ] has registered as a formal member.
Acquire 50 Dojang Points.
5,000,000 Dojang Support Funds deposited.
Dojang Level has reached 4.
[ Bathroom ] has been unlocked.
[ Course Setup ] added to Point Shop.
Member invitation item grades and success rates have increased.
Newly registering members' Training Satisfaction will start at Stage 2.
[ Course Setup ] Help:
Currently, two courses can be set up: [ Diet Massage ] and [ Secret H Lesson ].
[ Diet Massage ]: Registerable by all members. Massage passive effects double. Relieves muscle tension and fatigue. Diet effects included.
[ Secret H Lesson ]: Limited to members at Stage 6. Teach caressing/sex or satisfy desires. Member views actions purely as "teaching." Sensitivity +30, Arousal +50.
Member Profile: Cheon Do-hwa
Age: 24
Training Satisfaction: Stage 2 [ 0 / 100 ]
Permitted Touch Areas: Breasts / Mouth
Main Erogenous Zones: Nape / Thighs / Underarms
The message windows popped up. The moment I saw them, I clicked the mouse to set up the courses. For this bratty girl in front of me, who said she wouldn't come back after today.
And with a bright smile, I told her.
"Registration complete, Do-hwa-ssi. You'll still take the massage today, right? Even if you don't come back, I'll sign you up for massage sessions. It's called Diet Massage—great for muscle knots and dieting."