One-on-One Training with Aura's Senior Masseuse Kwon Dohee

'What the hell? Are you settling accounts or something? Status window, you're being way too nice...'

Seohwi thought the status window that sent him a bill felt annoying, yet somehow endearing at the same time. Exhausted from two massive ejaculations, he passed out right away.

Seohwi didn't wake up until lunchtime the next day. Living alone with no one to wake him, he'd gotten a real good night's sleep. Lying there, he gathered his wits and replayed yesterday's events.

At that high-end therapy shop where he'd gone for the part-time gig, something happened that gave him special abilities, along with a status window that provided info as needed... Why had it suddenly happened to him? And why were all the weird skills so sex-focused?

Doesn't ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠the status window have a service to explain this stuff?

"Status window!"

Nothing happened. It popped up all the time like a chatty know-it-all whenever it wanted to share new info, but stayed silent when he actually had questions. The thing's very existence was ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠starting to bug him.

"Status window! Sta! Tus! Win! Dow! Staaaaatus wiiiindow~~~~~ Argh!!!"

'Wha—what?! You just say your piece and bail?!'

Seohwi sighed at the status window's ridiculous response and started getting ready to head to Aura. Yesterday, while signing the employment contract, he'd learned about Aura's operations and general system.

CEO Han Chae-ah had started with skincare and beauty services at a young age. Leveraging her model-like figure and flawless skin for marketing, she'd become the perfect conversationalist for Gangnam's wealthy housewives, gradually expanding the business. In a relatively short time, she'd opened a private VVIP shop, and it had been growing rapidly ever since.

Aura operated 365 days a year, 24 hours a day. Dayshift had CEO Han Chae-ah and the staff; nightshift had a separate manager and employees. There was also a receptionist for dayshift and a cleaner for the whole shop.

Of course, all the staff were women. Except for him... It was a women-only shop offering every service related to skin, youth, and beauty: skincare, aromatherapy, hydrotherapy, massages, and more. And since only women entered, clients often received treatments fully nude at some point.

The main clientele were affluent women living in Gangnam—often mother-daughter pairs—with ages ranging from their 20s to 50s. Since they were diligent about maintenance, most had impressive skin and figures.

As a precaution, male staff shouldn't be too visible in the shop to avoid making clients uncomfortable, so he should wait in one of the staff lounges and head straight to the treatment room when called. Nearly all treatments were by appointment, with one-hour sessions priced around 300,000 won. They used a prepaid deduction system—typically 5 million won upfront, but someone like Cha Suyeon shelled out over 10 million in a single payment.

Whoa... This place is seriously expensive. Someone like me could never afford it in a lifetime. And here I am, massaging female clients there...

Seohwi figured it was safe to trust and work at Aura for the time being.

Today, CEO Chae-ah was supposed to explain his work schedule and basic massage techniques, so he was coming in during the afternoon. Truth be told, yesterday's sessions with CEO Chae-ah and Suyeon had relied more on skills than any real expertise—it was kinda brute-force(?) massage—so Seohwi agreed he needed to learn properly to build trust and last ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠long-term.

Arriving at Aura, Seohwi told the receptionist he was now an employee. The receptionist was Seo Yuju, 20 years old, with a puppy-like face and charming dimples.

After a quick greeting to Yuju, he headed for the CEO's office, but Chae-ah rushed out, saying there was an urgent reservation change and she had to do a treatment. She couldn't handle his massage training today, so another staff member would do it instead, and he should wait in a single treatment room.

"Youuu—! Just get your 'massage only' training~!"

With that half-warning, Chae-ah disappeared into the VVIP room, and Seohwi entered the single room. Unlike the VVIP room with three beds, this one was much smaller with just one bed. Still, the luxurious vibe was the same.

Seohwi sat awkwardly on the bed. After a bit, someone knocked. The door opened, and a staff member entered: black mask, hair in a netted ponytail, big eyes, over 170cm tall, athletic and toned body like she'd trained for years...

"Hey? Starting today, right?"

"Yes. Hello! I'm Kim Seohwi."

"I'm Kwon Dohee. Senior masseuse here at Aura. Let's start training right away."

"Read this quick. I'll prep the training."

Dohee spoke in blunt banmal, keeping a bit of distance, and Seohwi felt himself shrinking under her aura. She handed him a booklet titled Aura Manual. It had photos alongside massage and treatment methods, but the subtly exposed female bodies made it a tad embarrassing to flip through here with her.

"Roughly read it? Massage or therapy isn't that complicated. Think of it as loosening muscles from largest to smallest. But you gotta be thorough, watch their reactions, and adjust pressure accordingly."

"Yes... Got it!"

After about 10 minutes of theory, Dohee announced it was time for hands-on practice.

"Seohwi? We're doing real practice now. Lie face-down on the bed."

Flustered, Seohwi lay face-down, fitting his face into the bed's hole. Dohee stared silently for a moment.

"Seohwi? Who massages with clothes on? I heard you're the CEO's parachute hire, but this is basic."

"Take off your top and lie down again."

Seohwi awkwardly got up, stripped off his shirt, and lay back down. Dohee eyed his unexpectedly toned upper body—contrasting his dopey vibe—and was mildly surprised.

"Starting with trapezius. Don't just think 'feels good'—pay attention to how you apply pressure."

She massaged from trapezius to full back, then lower back. Her technique matched her intense first impression: refreshingly thorough and ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠clean.

"Whoa... That really hit the spot. I already feel so much better."

"Good. Then switch—your turn?"

"CEO said you have some special talent, that's why she hired you. But Aura pays well, so people line up for jobs. A parachute hire and a guy...?"

"I'll check your skills myself. If it's all talk, I'll report back and have you pack up today."

"What?! Y-yes... I'll do my absolute best!"

Dohee shrugged off her uniform jacket and lay face-down. Teasing her a bit crossed Seohwi's mind.

"Um... You said earlier massages aren't done with clothes on..."

"What? Haha, true. Hold on. For training, we should do it the same way, right?"

Hiding her bursting embarrassment, Dohee stripped to her bra and carefully lay down. Her white bra hugged her upper body.

Seohwi started slowly on her trapezius, activating Detection Vision at the same time. Bluish glows appeared at her trapezius, lower back, and toes. Confirming the blocked qi meridians, he focused on her traps.

After finishing, he reached for oil to do her back.

"Um... About to do oil massage now..."

"And?"

"The bra straps..."

"Uh—wha, what?!?!"

Dohee inwardly cursed herself for scolding him about clothes earlier. Breaking her own rule as the trainer, she hesitated. Then, still face-down, she asked him to unhook it.

Seohwi fumbled carefully—he'd never done it before. Growing impatient, Dohee said she'd do it herself, reached back, and unhooked it with a click, tossing it to the chair beside the bed. To cover her embarrassment, she started nagging.

"Newbie or not... basics matter! Might as well treat me like a client—make it feel good!"

From her side profile, her subtly squished breast was visible. Not as huge as Chae-ah or Suyeon's, but firm and perfectly sized.

Oh damn, jackpot. Ugh... ugh... This place is just too damn stimulating.

Seohwi quickly averted his eyes, refocused on training, and turned to her back. He drizzled aroma oil slowly over it, then pressed in earnestly.