Aftercare and a New Customer (※ Includes Food Consumption Description)
Even as she slipped back into her underwear, pulled on her pants, and tugged her knit sweater back into place, the only things lingering in her body were a refreshing clarity and a clean kind of fatigue.
When she finally lifted her head after dressing, Han Munho was still watching her with that same unwavering gaze.
“Did you find the massage satisfactory, Miss Nanhee?”
“……”
From the very beginning of the session to its end, his voice had remained just as relaxed and soothing as ever.
There had been a moment in the middle when Eun Nanhee had wondered if he might be using the massage as an excuse to do strange things to her. But by now, every last trace of suspicion toward Han Munho had completely vanished from her mind.
“…Yes, sir.”
He was simply a professional massage therapist who had shown her that such a world existed.
The anal massage she had experienced over the past several hours.
It would be a lie to say there had been no pain or discomfort at all, but what she had gained far outweighed that.
…Or so Eun Nanhee thought.
“Thank you, sir.”
“……”
“If it hadn’t been for you, I probably never would have known a world like this even existed.”
For some reason, her face felt slightly warm.
It wasn’t flushed with shame. Right now, she was feeling happier than anyone else could possibly be.
If she had to name it, it was more like a flutter.
The world of anal massage that she had never known before, and the flutter in her chest directed at Han Munho, who had introduced her to it, filled her heart completely.
“I’m glad you enjoyed it.”
“Hwa…”
…She had thought he was quite handsome from the moment she first stepped into the shop.
But the smile he showed her in that final moment made Eun Nanhee’s heart skip a beat.
“Jeonghye~! I’ll pay now~!”
Eun Nanhee emerged from the massage room with a smile brighter than the sun.
Watching her, Choi Jeonghye thought quietly to herself.
…Another one down.
Yet another person who had fallen for Han Munho’s shameless words and perverted touch.
Choi Jeonghye’s mind grew complicated as she imagined the future in which the number of regular customers at the newly relocated shop would only keep growing.
Of all people, it had to be someone I know halfway…
If it had been a complete stranger, or someone she was actually close with, she might not have felt anything in particular.
But the thought of sharing Munho oppa with an acquaintance she only knew in passing made her chest feel strangely unsettled.
I should have opposed the move when he first mentioned it.
Of course, she knew the truth. She knew that the reason Han Munho had closed his successful original shop and moved near her university was because of her.
If he had kept the old shop and house as they were, the two of them would have naturally drifted apart.
Choi Jeonghye had stubbornly insisted on attending the women’s university behind the back gate while also refusing to part from Han Munho. The result was this new shop right in front of her campus.
She knew that. And yet—
…For some reason, I feel like the number is only going to keep growing.
The thought of more and more women at her own university sharing the same man as her made Choi Jeonghye sigh again and again. It couldn’t be helped.
…Even so, she had no means of stopping Han Munho in the first place.
Oppa may be a pervert, but his skills are real…
No matter how many self-indulgent acts he mixed into the middle of it, Han Munho’s massage technique was undeniably genuine.
It wouldn’t be long before he turned dozens of people here into regulars. Soon enough, if you didn’t book properly, it would be hard to even get an appointment.
In that sense, living with him gave her a much better situation than the other customers. Even if it was burdensome to hear him spout nonsense every night about giving her an anal massage the moment they got home, then pulling vegetables out of the fridge.
…No matter how much she liked Han Munho, Choi Jeonghye simply could not bring herself to like his tastes as well.
If only I could make him stop doing things like this, I’d let him use my ass a hundred times over.
But then their livelihood would be in danger. And he wasn’t the kind of person who would stop just because she told him to.
With all those complicated thoughts swirling in her head, Choi Jeonghye took Eun Nanhee’s card and processed the payment.
“Here you go.”
“…It’s pretty expensive, huh.”
“You got the first-visit discount and the acquaintance discount, so it came out a bit cheaper. The original price is about double this.”
“…D-double….”
Eun Nanhee’s eyes spun in confusion as she stared at the amount on the receipt.
It was a perfectly natural reaction for an ordinary female college student. Han Munho’s massages were not priced at a level students could casually afford.
Even so, it wasn’t really a problem. Once someone tasted his massage, they inevitably came back. If they didn’t have the money, they would find a way to make it. That was simply how Han Munho’s massages worked.
“…Will the acquaintance discount keep applying in the future too?”
“Yeah. I’ll be manning the counter from now on.”
“Twenty percent off means eighty percent… so next time it’ll be 1.6 times…”
“……”
Whether she got a part-time job or started tutoring, she would probably be back soon.
As Choi Jeonghye was sending a pitying look toward Eun Nanhee, who had just become another victim, Han Munho emerged from the massage room and approached the two of them.
“Ah, Miss Nanhee. Good, you’re still here.”
In his hand was a sealed container filled with boiled eggs.
“I thought it would be good for you to take these before you leave, so I brought them.”
“Pardon? What is it?”
“These are the boiled eggs that were used in your anal massage just now.”
“Ana… hup…”
Hearing the words anal massage spoken so openly in front of her classmate made Eun Nanhee flinch slightly as she glanced at Choi Jeonghye.
It wasn’t an unexpected reaction, so Choi Jeonghye deliberately responded in a casual tone to play along.
“Everyone who comes to our shop receives them, so don’t think it’s weird.”
“…Ah, r-right. Ahaha…”
“Anyway, these boiled eggs are the ones that maintained their shape even after being used in Miss Eun Nanhee’s anal massage. I counted them—there are about ten left.”
“Ah, yes…. Um, but why…”
“You can take them home and eat them or use them in cooking.”
“E-excuse me?!”
Even though the massage was already over, Han Munho’s sudden and bewildering statement left Eun Nanhee visibly flustered.
She had more or less accepted the concept of anal massage, but hearing him openly tell her to eat the food that had been inside her rectum was enough to throw her off balance.
“Foods with high protein content like boiled eggs, when left in the rectal environment for a long time, undergo subtle protein breakdown and fermentation by lactic acid bacteria. This has a positive effect on both flavor and digestive absorption.”
“Yes…”
“Moreover, since these foods have been inside your body, Miss Nanhee, their components are already attuned to you, which improves digestive efficiency. I prepared them because I believe it would be best for you to consume them yourself.”
“……”
Han Munho once again explained everything in that calm, composed voice while Eun Nanhee hesitated, unsure how to respond.
…Munho oppa is spouting nonsense again, seriously.
Only Choi Jeonghye, who already roughly understood Han Munho’s pattern of deception, let out a small sigh inside her head.
Of course, she had no intention of interfering with his “work,” so she kept her thoughts strictly to herself.
“If you don’t want them, we can dispose of them for you.”
“…D-dispose… what do you mean by…”
“The effects remain even if someone other than you eats them. If you don’t want to take them, we can use them for the staff meal…”
“U-uhh?! G-give them to me! I-I’ll take them! I will!!”
The moment he mentioned using them for the staff meal, Eun Nanhee hurriedly snatched the sealed container from Han Munho’s hand in a panic.
No matter how familiar she had become with the concept of anal massage, she couldn’t bear the thought of feeding eggs that had gone in and out of her own ass to Han Munho and her classmate.
-Whoosh!
“W-well then, I’ll be going! Th-thank you so much for today, Mr. Han Munho!”
“Yes. Please get home safely.”
“……”
With the sealed container full of boiled eggs that had explored the inside of her rectum clutched in her hands, Eun Nanhee left the massage shop while her heart fluttered with strange emotions.
The cool evening air slipped refreshingly into her slightly gaping anus.
“So, how was that massage shop you went to last time?”
“Ehh?!”
It was a bright afternoon with warm sunlight pouring down.
At a table in front of the department building, Eun Nanhee was eating while a woman with light brown hair spoke to her in a relaxed tone.
She was Eun Nanhee’s senior by one year, a female college student who also worked as a model—Kang Seonmi.
Even though the question wasn’t strange at all, Eun Nanhee reacted with unusual panic, which made Kang Seonmi tilt her head in mild confusion.
“…Why are you so surprised? Did I ask something I shouldn’t have?”
“Ah, no…. It’s not that, unnie…”
“Was it a weird shop? Or did you just not like it?”
“I-it wasn’t a weird shop… and if you ask whether I didn’t like it, that’s not it either. I’m planning to go again next time…”
“Hmm?”
Her evasive attitude and the expression that seemed to be hiding a lot of things.
Kang Seonmi had known Eun Nanhee since high school and had treated her like a little sister ever since. Naturally, she grew suspicious at this unusual behavior.
“What is it? Where is it? Is it far from school?”
“I-if you go out the back gate and turn right into the alley, there’s a shop in the commercial building there…”
“Then why are you hesitating so much? It’s like you’re hiding something.”
“I’m not hiding anything…?”
“…Well, anyway, you’re saying the massage was good, right?”
“……Yeah.”
It didn’t seem like she would get a proper answer even if she kept asking.
Kang Seonmi had been thinking about getting a massage anyway because her calves had been hurting lately.
She already had her regular shop, but after seeing Eun Nanhee react so strangely, her curiosity had been piqued.
I’m kind of curious now. What kind of massage would make Nanhee act so fidgety?
Without realizing it, she had just volunteered to become Han Munho’s second victim.
“But what’s with the lunchbox? It’s a salad too.”
“J-just because! Sometimes I feel like eating something like this!”
“Let me have a bite.”
-Munch.
“Uhh?!”
“…Why? Can’t I eat it?”
“N-no…. Y-you can eat it, but… uuuu…”
…No matter how she thought about it, it really seemed like she was hiding something.
With her doubts growing stronger by the second, Kang Seonmi chewed on the egg salad that Eun Nanhee had brought.
