The Greedy Massage Parlor Owner
Suhyun let out a hearty laugh.
As a twenty-year-old woman was offering him the most valuable material possession she had, how could he not feel delighted?
There were hints of obsession.
But that was just one strand of love.
Especially Im Nayeon, with her Samjae-jiche constitution, was not susceptible to Bicheon-gong's emotional manipulation.
In other words, unlike other women, Nayeon wanted to give Suhyun something purely out of her own desire and will.
But...
He couldn't accept that.
There were many reasons to refuse.
He didn't want to focus on just one woman.
He needed to keep absorbing yin energy to master Bicheon-gong.
And the job of a masseur, which allowed him to meet new women, was something his heart truly liked.
Moreover, she owned a building and her income was no less than that of any professional.
But the problem was how to convey it.
Suhyun loved and respected all women.
Therefore, he wanted to cause as little pain as possible to Nayeon.
To do that, he needed to control everything.
The love and obsession Nayeon was sending, and her actions.
“Nayeon-ah. Would you be happy if I became a virgin who does nothing?”
“No? It’s not like that. It’s just that if I keep meeting you, this job will become a problem.”
“Why is it a problem?”
“Of course… I would hate it, right? Then we would fight. If we keep fighting over this, we’ll both get tired.”
“Then what if I don’t meet you?”
“Wha!? You don’t want me now? No way?”
“Well, I like it now. But I don’t want to date or get into a relationship with marriage in mind?”
“Ah…”
Nayeon was taken aback.
She hadn’t thought for a moment that Suhyun would reject her.
After all, during her life, every man around her had shown interest in her.
She had the looks and figure for it.
“Then, then… so this is it now…?”
“No, it’s not yet. I didn’t say I don’t like you.”
With one word from Suhyun, Nayeon’s emotions went from heaven to hell.
Suhyun skillfully manipulated Nayeon’s emotions.
He had done this many times in Murim.
Sometimes, for women with special constitutions like Nayeon or those with extremely pure inner energy, Bicheon-gong’s effect didn’t work.
In those cases, he had to use his mouth to seduce them.
Suhyun was well-versed in such matters.
“But my condition is the same as before. I can’t date a woman who is possessive and jealous. Can you get rid of your jealousy?”
“Uh… yes. I’ll try.”
It was a lie.
Or maybe the words “I’ll try” were sincere.
But that effort wouldn’t work properly.
“Then since Nayeon said she’d try, if we end up dating, I can keep being a masseur, right?”
“Eh? How is that?”
“Nayeon said that if we dated, her jealousy would be the problem. But since she said she’d try, her jealousy wouldn’t be a problem, right? So, it’s not a problem for me to keep being a masseur.”
“No…”
Nayeon had nothing to say.
Suhyun’s logic was perfect.
Nayeon, who kept stuttering, Suhyun took one step closer.
And reached out to wrap his arms around her shoulders.
“See, it’s hard, isn’t it? That’s why it’s hard for me and you to meet. Wouldn’t it be better to remain as a good masseur and good customer rather than a lover relationship? In a lover relationship, you fight, get tired, break up, and that’s it. But as masseur and customer, it can last a lifetime until old age.”
Soft touch and tone.
Normally, a normal woman would have followed Suhyun’s will here.
However, Nayeon’s ego was even more solid than thought.
“Wait, wait a minute. Let me think for a moment…”
“Okay. But is it okay if the massage time keeps dragging? After today’s massage, the next reservation will be a month away, right?”
“That’s okay… If oppa dates me, I can see you every day… So, let me think for a moment.”
Nayeon thought.
Why did the conversation go like this?
Was Suhyun not liking her?
No, that couldn’t be.
And Suhyun had praised her as pretty and with a good figure.
He had said it wasn’t that he didn’t like it.
So, the problem was…
Jealousy?
That wasn’t a problem.
It was clear.
What woman in the world allows physical contact with another woman’s body with her man?
If there was a problem, it was Suhyun’s personality that disliked possession and jealousy.
Nayeon judged that.
So, how could she change Suhyun’s personality while dating him?
She would have to make herself so lovable that he would give up even that personality.
In other words, if Suhyun became more addicted to Nayeon than now, everything would be solved.
“I see. Let’s postpone dating for a while.”
“Okay? Can I hear what kind of thought led you to say that?”
Suhyun asked cautiously.
Nayeon clearly hadn’t said she was giving up on dating, but was postponing.
“Oppa, I’ll make you fall for me. Expect it. Soon, I’ll make you beg to date me first.”
Was that it?
It was a rather cute conclusion.
It was much better than blindly begging to date.
With this kind of obsession, Suhyun could control it however he wanted.
Suhyun smiled and nodded.
“Okay. I’ll be looking forward to it. Then, see you in a month.”
The massage time had ended.
Suhyun lightly patted Nayeon’s shoulder and said goodbye.
“Wait a minute! Give me your phone number!”
“I’m sorry, but no. Come to the next massage time and show off your charm. I’ll be waiting.”
“Ah…! Oppa! If I don’t know the contact info, how am I supposed to seduce you!”
As Suhyun opened the door and came out, Nayeon’s despairing voice came from behind.
***
“…I’m sorry.”
At the counter, the male manager was carefully receiving a phone call.
He had turned his back to avoid anyone overhearing the conversation and put his hand on the phone.
But the person calling was loud and harsh.
“What the hell? You couldn’t even convince one kid!? Are you doing it because you don’t want to work?”
“No. It’s just that Suhyun’s opinion is very firm. I think no matter what I say, he won’t change. Still, he doesn’t seem to be going to another parlor.”
“How do you know that? I’ll go now, so hold the waiting.”
“Eh? But there’s a next reservation already booked…”
“It’s your job as manager to handle that. Hold the waiting!”
“Ah, yes.”
And the call was abruptly cut.
The male manager had to swallow his boiling anger with a sigh.
“Customer, this is L Massage Parlor. It’s nothing, but…”
The male manager called the next reservation and explained the situation.
Anyway, this massage parlor belonged to the owner.
As a regular employee, he had no choice but to do what the owner said.
The male manager, who had canceled three reservations in advance, waited for the next one, which was Suhyun.
Suhyun was doing a massage in room 1.
“Suhyun-ah.”
“Manager? You’re not at the counter, why are you here…”
“The boss wants to see you for a bit.”
“Eh? But I have the next reservation.”
“You canceled it.”
At the male manager’s words, Suhyun tilted his head.
For that, the male manager continued.
“Because of the boss’s order, I forcibly canceled it. It seems the boss wants to catch you this time.”
“Hmm, I think I answered…”
“He thinks that if he speaks, something will change. Anyway, talk well. Soon… you’re here.”
A loud voice came from the lobby.
It was the appearance of Madaeyun, the owner of L Massage Parlor.
“Yeah. How old are you this year?”
“Twenty-four.”
In the small break room behind the counter.
Inside, Suhyun was having a one-on-one conversation with Madaeyun.
From the first impression, Madaeyun wasn’t a likable person.
An older man with a flippant attitude.
Clearly looking down on Suhyun.
And his tone didn’t sit well.
“Ah! So, you don’t know the social world well. When I was young, I thought I was great and could do anything. But as I got older, I realized it’s not like that.”
“Could you get to the point? Even if the reservation is canceled, there’s an immediate next reservation.”
Suhyun cut in with Madaeyun’s words.
Then, a vein bulged on Madaeyun’s forehead.
“What? I’m talking as an adult, and you’re cutting me off!?”
“Haha… adult…”
Adult or not.
In front of a fist, they all become kids.
Suhyun’s gaze became gloomy.
“This kid? Where are you glaring? I’m the boss! This brat! Kuek!”
“First, let’s hit you.”
Suhyun didn’t hold back.
After giving a punch to the big-mouthed guy, he beat him like a dog on a hot day.
Suhyun was a Murim expert.
It was easy to beat without leaving traces.
Give pain without leaving wounds.
“Kuek! Kuek! Sa, sa…”
“Shut up.”
He struck Madaeyun’s acupoint to stop him from screaming.
Madaeyun, who had been hit with acupoint, couldn’t even scream now.
“Put your head straight.”
“Kueu…”
Madaeyun, beaten like dust in a rainy day, had his dignity intact.
But Suhyun knew these kinds of guys well.
As soon as this situation was over, he would use any means.
The answer was to kill him or cut off one arm and one leg so he couldn’t raise his head again…
“First, put your head straight. I’m considering how to deal with you.”
“Uu…”
What to do.
Kill him?
But this guy hadn’t done anything wrong enough to kill.
If he cut off arms and legs, the aftermath would be a problem.
“Owner!? Suhyun-ah!?”
At that moment, the male manager entered the break room.
He saw the situation in the room and was startled.
How to interpret the situation where Madaeyun was bowing his head in front of Suhyun.
And Madaeyun shot up at the male manager’s voice.
“Manager Hwang! This guy! This is a complete gangster! Call the police right now! He hit me! He hit me with this gangster!”
“H…”
Should I have cut off the arm?
The problem was that coming to modern times had dulled his heart.
In Murim, he wouldn’t have hesitated.
And a while later, the police arrived at L Massage Parlor after receiving a report of assault.
People’s gazes gathered, and Madaeyun’s momentum rose even more.
But Suhyun was just calm.
“No! Officer! This guy needs to be thrown into the slammer right now!”
“Ah, yes. Calm down. I got it.”
The officer calmed Madaeyun as if annoyed.
Because when the police arrived, Madaeyun suddenly took off his shirt and claimed to have been beaten hundreds of times.
However, Madaeyun’s body was clean without a single bruise.
“Here, Mr. Kim Suhyun. Is it true that you assaulted Mr. Madaeyun?”
“No. I have never hit Madaeyun.”
“This, this bastard! Why aren’t you telling the truth!? You hit me!”
“Mr. Madaeyun! Please be quiet!”
Suhyun lied without blinking.
There was no reason to admit assault without any traces of being hit.
From Madaeyun’s perspective, it was insane.
The memory of being hit was vivid, but there were no marks on his body.
In the end, the police told them to compromise and left.
One side claiming to have been hit, the other claiming not to have hit.
But there were no assault traces.
So, what?
It would be treated as a false report.