Chapter 135: This Is My Vision.
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 135: This Is My Vision.
"You can multiply it? Sixty million dollars?"
Yeong-eun asked me, her eyes wide.
She probably expected me to succeed, but perhaps not to this extent.
"It’s possible. I can double it, triple it—hell, if the timing is right, I can increase it tenfold or more."
"Tenfold profits from a gym...?"
Olivia chimed in, her face full of doubt.
"You certainly have confidence. I can hear the conviction in your voice."
"Of course."
"You had a much bigger goal than I thought, didn't you?"
"A man can't just be satisfied with a small neighborhood gym."
"High confidence and greed to match. Well, from an investor's perspective, I don't dislike that attitude. But do you really think you can multiply sixty million dollars several times over?"
"Yes."
At my firm reply, Olivia crossed her legs.
"How?"
It was exactly what Olivia had mentioned to me before.
Premium and luxury.
Providing pleasure to the wealthy and recovery to the masses.
That was the foundation of the business.
However, to go into a bit more detail...
"I’m going to make the world's most famous superstars and the wealthiest elites come to Korea just to receive my massages and my PT."
"Go on."
"When Hollywood actors visit Korea for premieres just to get a massage from me, when world-class singers schedule concerts here just to visit my gym, and when artists and the ultra-rich come here to invest and spend their money—that’s when we transition from a simple health supplement business into a cultural enterprise."
"So you're not looking at the business potential of just massages and PT?"
"Exactly."
"And you think that's possible?"
"You've both experienced it, haven't you?"
I smiled.
Yeong-eun had received PT and a massage; Olivia had received a massage.
Was I worried about failing?
Not at all.
I was absolutely certain of success.
Even if a client wasn't satisfied with my massage, I could simply use hypnosis, which has a much more direct effect.
I would just have to give the top stars the treatment they deserved.
"Then you're planning to expand into the cultural sector as well?"
"Of course. Culture has enormous potential value."
A business where customers attract more customers and value generates new value.
The only weakness of this business—or rather, the barrier to entry—was the difficulty of finding high-level clients who would justify the 'premium' tag.
The caliber of the clientele had to be high for the value of the people they brought in to rise accordingly.
"To make this business a success, I definitely need the help of you two."
Without Yeong-eun and Olivia, this plan wouldn't have even been possible.
In Korea, it would be Yeong-eun.
In the US, Olivia would bring in the high-value clients.
"A cultural enterprise sounds good. Business scalability is always a plus. But that's not money earned solely from the gym itself, is it?"
It was an expected question.
Ultimately, the gym had to have its own internal profit structure for this scalability to be effective.
The core has to be solid before you can grow the body.
I had no intention of running this business on massages and PT alone.
Expanding into the cultural industry was only part of the plan.
"I’m going to release various products. First, products exclusive to women."
"Women-only products?"
"Yes. Along with the massages, I’ll create and sell powders, essences, and oils with anti-aging effects."
"This isn't a scam, is it?"
"The effects will be real."
I thought of the Medic Care Place.
And the various internal facilities, including the Powder Room, that the system could create.
[Powder Room: You can create powder using the trainer's semen.]
[You can create essence using the members' vaginal fluids.]
[Common Effect: Effective for skin beauty and anti-aging.]
This was it.
An item that allowed me to expand the business into cosmetics as well as internal care, beyond just simple massages.
Besides that, there were more than enough items I could pull from the Medic Care Place.
Once the rumor spread that this was a shop specializing in managing glowing stars, hundreds of millions would pour in like it was nothing.
"And the target? You must have a target audience to sell these items to."
"For now, I plan to sell only to women."
"So women are the primary customers?"
"Exactly."
"What are you going to call the business?"
I liked names that were simple and straightforward.
"I'm going to start it as a Women-Only Gym."
"Are you giving up on men?"
"Men are a secondary element. They say the number of men taking care of their skin is increasing, but most still invest for the sake of their girlfriends or wives."
I had no intention of slathering powder made from my semen onto a man's face.
I also wanted to keep massaging their bodies to a bare minimum if possible.
"Right now, it's important to capture a clear target demographic. Especially when you consider promotion and various other factors."
"True, it would be better to expand to a male version once the business grows."
Olivia nodded as if convinced.
"So, what do you need now?"
"I’m going to move the gym into a building where the most wealth gathers in Korea. Ideally, a place with a great view."
Higher, wider, more expensive.
The space had to be special for them to feel the service was special.
"Noona, can you look for a building that fits these criteria?"
"Got it. Anything else?"
"I'll take care of the equipment and interior facilities myself."
Once the building was ready, everything would be set.
Olivia, who had been listening quietly, nodded.
"Fine. It's a shame I can't have you all to myself, but after hearing your plan, I think you can handle that kind of money. However..."
Olivia paused for a moment before continuing.
"You’re going to need a professional manager to help you, Jae-ho."
"Jeil Group will take care of that."
Yeong-eun growled protectively.
"No, since Yeong-eun is already looking for the building, shouldn't I be the one to provide the manager?"
Sensing a fight was about to break out, I stepped in to mediate.
"That's enough. We're all collaborating here. Yeong-eun noona, please look for a building and make a list. Olivia, please find a professional manager. Ideally, someone who speaks Korean. It would be great if they were fluent in English as well."
"Fine."
"Alright."
I didn't know who Olivia would bring, but if it was someone she approved of, their skills would surely be top-notch.
"I have to head back to the States soon... Before I go, I’d like to get a massage from you, Jae-ho. Is that possible?"
"Of course. What about you, noona?"
"I have a schedule, so I have to leave now."
She replied with a lingering look of regret.
She looked like she wanted to stay with me longer, but work was work.
There was no sign of jealousy.
To her, it was only natural that I would touch the bare skin of other women to massage them.
Yeong-eun left for her schedule, her eyes full of longing.
I followed her out and saw her off to Chief Park's car.
"Shall we begin, then?"
Olivia's eyes widened with anticipation.
And that day...
"Ohooook!!!!"
Desperate moans from Olivia echoed through my house.
It would be a problem if she found just a massage this taxing.
*
On the flight back to the United States.
Sitting in her first-class seat, Olivia’s breathing was ragged.
"Haa, haa..."
She gasped, practically slumped against the seat.
Her entire body was still limp from the massage she had received from Jae-ho.
She had barely managed to board the plane with Clarice's help.
Her body felt strange.
Every time she moved, she writhed in intense pleasure, as if she had just finished a bout of heavy sex.
She had come lightly several times just while boarding the plane.
If she hadn't been holding onto her sanity with everything she had, she probably would have been drooling by now; she had absolutely no strength left.
"Ugh, ah!"
Her body trembled.
She had never felt like this before.
It felt as if she were on drugs.
No, it was more than that.
"Haa, haa, haa."
She couldn't even accept the in-flight service and just sat there.
Once the waves of intense pleasure finished crashing over her body...
"Ugh..."
A terrible emptiness followed.
Her lower half felt so hollow that she felt a desperate urge to put something—anything—inside.
Should she masturbate?
But her noble pride wouldn't allow it.
As a queen who always ruled with dignity, she never touched herself.
"Are you alright?"
Clarice, noticing Olivia's strange state, approached her.
She was seated in the first-class seat next to Olivia, assisting her.
"Cl-Clarice..."
"You look like you're suffering."
Seeing Olivia trembling from the emptiness, Clarice closed the seat partition.
As long as Olivia didn't make too much noise, they wouldn't be caught.
As a loyal servant, she did what she had always done.
She stripped off the wet panties of the over-excited Olivia, knelt before her, and spread Olivia's legs.
Then, she stuck out her tongue and licked the pussy that was drenched in vaginal fluids.
"Does it feel good?"
"Mmm..."
Olivia twitched.
Clarice moved her tongue silently.
Now was the time to set aside her own pleasure.
A servant's duty was to be of help when their master was struggling.
Clarice licked Olivia's labia and stimulated her clit, just as she always had.
Clarice's tongue entered Olivia's slick vaginal opening.
"Nngh!"
Olivia let out a moan.
She should have enjoyed it.
It was a satisfying session of foreplay, heightened by the thrill of doing it in secret.
But it wasn't enough.
It wasn't nearly enough.
Clarice's tongue was woefully insufficient to relieve the emptiness she was feeling now.
"A little more..."
Olivia grabbed Clarice's head and pressed it tighter against her pussy.
But she couldn't be satisfied.
Olivia thought of Jae-ho, the man who had made her this way.
'I really do need that man...'
On the plane to America, Olivia vowed once again to have Jae-ho.
For the first time, she felt a possessive desire to own a man.
*
"Oppa!"
As soon as I opened the door, Hyun-kyung, who had come to my house, threw herself into my arms.
"It’s been so long since I felt this... Sniff... Haa."
Hyun-kyung, who had tackled me, was grinning ear to ear.
"I won!"
"Good job. I saw the whole thing. You were dominant in the finals."
"It’s all thanks to you, Oppa. Hehe. Oh, you’re going to give me my present, right?"
Hyun-kyung's eyes sparkled.