Chapter 3
Chapter 3
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 3
Chapter Title: Chapter 3 - 003. 마사지실에선… 뭐 뭘 해도 된다고 이거 진짜예요
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 3
Chapter Title: In the Massage Room... What? Anything Goes? Is This Real?
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Im Haeun didn't have any particular thoughts about it.
Even if Jang Hyunwoo—more her twin brother's friend than hers—offered to give her a hand massage, it didn't stir any special feelings in her.
'If Hamin's studying, maybe I'll just head home today. Browse some new foundation with Jimin.'
Without Im Hamin, things just weren't fun. The two of them were that close, which was why Im Haeun had never really bothered looking for a boyfriend up to now.
Some people gossiped that their sibling bond was oddly intense, but the reason was simple.
She loved her own pretty, beautiful self too much—and because of that, she liked her brother who resembled her.
It was a family love tinged with narcissism, born from there being no guys who caught her eye, leaving her to cherish her family even more.
In that sense, even if she vaguely sensed that Jang Hyunwoo liked her, she didn't pay it much mind.
As long as he didn't become a nuisance, she couldn't care less.
The massage was just something to kill time before the lecture, since Im Hamin had praised it.
Of course, she wouldn't normally let just any guy touch her hands like this.
But since he was close to her twin brother, she felt a bit of familiarity and allowed it to this extent.
Still, she wasn't expecting any real skill.
'Guess I'll ice it at home later.'
It was nothing more than a way to pass the time.
That was what she thought.
"......?"
In the cool air, the moment Jang Hyunwoo's hand touched her.
Im Haeun didn't look that way, but deep down...
'His hand... it's strangely warm and cozy... well, not bad.'
His hand, carefully enveloping hers, brought a subtle sense of comfort.
And then.
—Squeeze
The instant he massaged her palm, deftly skirting the sore spot, then gently stroked upward along her fingertips.
A cool, sweet sensation seeped unconsciously through her entire body.
"Jimin, bring him when you have time... uht...!"
An embarrassing moan escaped Im Haeun before she knew it.
"Eup!"
She hurriedly covered her mouth with her other hand.
Her face heated up, her ears burned red. She couldn't believe that sound had come from her own mouth.
'W-what was that... something felt good just now... but what embarrassing noise did I make!'
She felt insanely ashamed at having let out a voice she'd never made in her life—for her twin brother and another guy to hear.
Fortunately, the sound had been small, so no one else seemed to have heard, but that fact did nothing to soothe her embarrassment.
With her mouth still covered, Im Haeun turned her body back to face her brother properly.
And she looked at the man in front of her.
"Uh..."
Her classmate stared back at her with a slightly dazed expression, as if surprised. Just a high school acquaintance. Closer to her family's friend than her own.
Not ugly, but not particularly handsome either. Still, his personality was decent, so hanging out wasn't uncomfortable.
Such a Jang Hyunwoo—perhaps for the first time, she was truly taking him in with her own two eyes.
"Sorry. Did it hurt? Was I too rough?"
He asked with what seemed like genuine apology and concern.
Im Haeun barely swallowed her shame and opened her mouth.
"No... it didn't hurt. It was just... aish, hey. Jang Hyunwoo."
"Yeah?"
"Do it again. Just like before—it was perfect."
"Okay."
Jang Hyunwoo's gaze dropped back down.
Watching him, she tensed her body. She clamped her mouth shut to avoid making another foolish sound.
'What was that just now? Is he really that good?'
Or had it just coincidentally hit the right spot on her sprained hand?
She wanted to check, and soon the massage resumed.
—Squeeze, press... stroke...
"Mm..."
Im Haeun bit her lip.
Because it felt good.
She might let out another sound if she let her guard down.
'Why is he so good at this?? The way he gently presses my fingers is just... ugh...'
Not too painful, not too light.
The perfect pressure kneading her palm felt incredibly refreshing.
Especially the way he gently caressed and pressed her fingertips...
"How is it? Hyunwoo's pretty good, right?"
"......! W-well, yeah, he is. Where'd you learn this?"
Just as a strange sensation made her thighs tense slightly, her brother Im Hamin asked for her thoughts, and Im Haeun answered honestly.
There was no reason not to admit it when the skill was genuinely good.
She tossed in a casual question for small talk as well.
"......"
But Jang Hyunwoo just kept his head down, seriously kneading her palm with a focused expression.
He was incredibly concentrated.
To the point he didn't even hear the question right in front of him.
—Nod
Watching him together, the twin siblings nodded and fell silent.
They let him massage quietly.
Im Haeun surrendered her body to the comfort and faint tremor spreading from her palm.
'...Feels good.'
A subtle ticklish sensation in her lower body mixed in faintly, but overall, her body felt languid.
If she closed her eyes like this, she might drift off to sleep...
That comfort lasted about five minutes.
"Huu... that's it for now. How was it? Feel okay?"
Jang Hyunwoo let out a small breath as he lifted his head. He released her hand.
"......"
At the sudden emptiness she felt in that moment, Im Haeun spoke before giving her review.
—Swish
"Huh?"
"Do this side too."
"The left hand?"
"Im Hamin'll buy you a 20,000-won full-course cafeteria meal, so do it. You're good at this."
"...? Me?"
"Can't pass up a full-course meal. Just until the prof gets here."
"W-wait... I'm kinda low on cash..."
She extended her other hand. Urging him to hurry.
Even after just once, she was already hooked on the pleasure—she wanted to feel it again.
In any case, making some profit through hand massages was a success.
The lunch Im Hamin covered after the lecture came to about 10,000 won.
Filling up on 20,000 won worth of cafeteria food was unrealistic anyway, and he hadn't planned to push for it.
He already felt bad taking money just for a hand massage, but thanks to that, he got to knead both of Im Haeun's hands to his heart's content—made him wonder if he should be paying.
Anyway.
When Im Hamin paid for my lunch menu in my stead...
"......!!!"
A new message like that popped up. I hurriedly checked my phone, and sure enough, an app called Massage App had been installed.
That's when NCdia's stock price started normalizing again too.
The news said it was all confirmed as Chinese rumors. It was already back on track.
In that suspiciously scripted situation, a fear of the unknown washed over me.
But at the same time...
'This... is real? This game-like quest...'
My heart pounded on one side.
Endless curiosity stirred me.
The stock plunge and secondary penalties had indeed troubled my mind.
But.
It was also true that this mysterious quest let me touch the girl I like freely by the hand.
And even Im Haeun had given me those wistful eyes.
Not to mention.
"Hey, Jang Hyunwoo."
"Yeah?"
"You got lecture tomorrow too, right? Do this for me again tomorrow. I'll buy you a meal."
"Tomorrow? Fine by me, but... we don't have overlapping lectures tomorrow?"
"Oh? Then at lunch. If you're not there tomorrow, I'll hunt you down and kill you. And your number... do I have it? I'll check later—if not, I'll get it from Hamin. Got it."
She demanded I do it again tomorrow, and after years of knowing each other, she was curious about my number for the first time.
Right up until she left after the lecture for her plans, her face showed satisfaction and regret over my massage.
Tomorrow, I might even get to eat the meal Im Haeun buys—for me—with her!
The sense of fulfillment I felt.
The satisfaction.
It was something I couldn't even put into words.
That's why I ended up feeling more affinity for this unknown than fear.
And now.
—Bang!
I barely touched the lunch Hamin bought me, skipped the afternoon lecture entirely, and rushed straight home.
I slammed the front door shut, tossed my bag aside, sat on the bed, and checked my phone.
Specifically, the Massage App that had appeared on it at some point.
"What, something bad gonna happen? The text quest seemed pretty reasonable..."
With a bit of tension and curiosity.
Hoping it wasn't anything dangerous—
I cautiously launched the app.
At the same time, messages began popping up one after another, filling the screen.
"...Ah, yeah. Thanks."
"How do they know my name... whatever, it's just a name at this point."
"Pretty legit, huh? So what can I do with MP?"
Fuck.
The fact that my spoken words synced with the phone messages felt straight-up horror.
Gave me chills right now.
"...Feels super familiar. Have I played a game like this before?"
"Masseur's Eye... that must be why body parts glowed in colors to make massaging easier?"
You can raise Jang Hyunwoo's [Dexterity], [Stamina], [Vitality] stats here. Stat cap is 100.
✋ Dexterity: Enhances fine sensation and massage proficiency.
💪 Stamina: Improves base stamina and physical abilities.
🔥 Vitality: Boosts sexual endurance and special massage skills for repeat customers.
"Arousal...? Wait a sec. And why's Vitality in there?"
"Vitality? Why would I need that for massages?"
"......Every part of the body, inside and every corner?"
Massaging every corner of the full body requiring Vitality.
That felt profoundly suggestive.
But it didn't feel like bad news for me at all.
"Alright... got it. Keep going."
"Massagable body parts? What's that?"
"W-wait... what the? Breasts? Pussy? No, fuck! Permissions or whatever, massage those spots?! Touch 'em and my life's done for!"
"What does that..."
"That..."
".........Re, really?"