Folder of Desire: Dreams Turned Reality

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The anticipated date has arrived, so I packed my supplies and headed to the Rose Wing Massage Shop.

Rose Wing Massage Shop was a premium shop exclusively for women located in the center of Seoul.

They mainly provide full-body massage services and also perform various beauty-related procedures.

I got out of the car and looked at the large 5-story building.

These massage shops have larger buildings than most small businesses.

Just looking at the customers coming in and out, it didn't seem like it was an ordinary shop with their booties flowing.

As I opened the door and entered with slightly nervous steps, the receptionist on the first floor smiled and greeted me.

From the neat uniform to the neat hairstyle, she looked like a model of a service worker.

"Hello, this is Rose Wing Massage. How can I help you?"

It was hospitality that was neither too indifferent nor overly burdensome.

I approached the desk and briefly introduced myself.

"Hello. My name is Minhyuk Kang."

As I trailed off, the guide immediately recognized me and gave me directions.

Perhaps because it was a large shop, the staff training was thorough.

"I didn't know that the new teacher was so young. Please take good care of me in the future."

She smiled brightly as she guided me to the director's office on the 5th floor.

It was just a business-like smile, but it was a strangely attractive smile.

"Please take care of me too, Seah."

"Hoho. Then go do your business."

"Yes. Let's have a cup of coffee sometime."

After entering the company without any trouble. I knocked on the door of the director's office.

After knocking a few times, a soft voice came from inside.

─Yes. Please come in.

As I open the door and enter, a middle-aged woman with a mature aura welcomes me.

She was sitting on the dance sofa, flipping through what appeared to be a document. The rimless glasses perched on the bridge of her nose conveyed a distinctly intellectual vibe.

"Oh my. Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?"

"… Haha. No. The glasses look good on you."

The director smiled precociously at my seemingly flowing praise.

Then she offered me a seat on the sofa across from her.

"Just kidding. Please sit down. Are you nervous because it's your first time?"

As I settled down on the sofa, she prepared a cup of coffee for me. The fragrant acidity of coffee was delightful.

"Thank you. It looks like good coffee."

"Of course. It's Ethiopian coffee beans."

She and I enjoyed some coffee and then got to the point.

She asked me first.

"Anyway, Minhyuk, can you start working right away from today? Unfortunately, Jeongyoon has to leave in a hurry to attend his grandfather's funeral. He has an important VIP reservation today, but the situation is a bit complicated."

Of course, it sounded like a request, but it was half an instruction.

Even though the atmosphere was like this, it was still an employer-employee relationship.

But I willingly nodded and accepted her request.

"Of course. It would be nice to get an allowance. What time is the reservation?"

"It's in two hours, so please familiarize yourself with the basic equipment first. There's nothing that special, so you'll learn it quickly."

"Okay, let's do it."

"I'll tell you everything else, so please prepare slowly. And you know that confidentiality is essential in personal aesthetics, right?"

"Of course. What good is there in talking about it?"

 "Okay. Then, let's postpone the welcome party for a while. It would be best to start preparing for the VIP guests first."

Following her instructions, I drank the remaining coffee and got up.

She shook my hand as if the work was destined to succeed in the future.

As she holds my hands together with her beautiful hands, her pupils become strangely deep.

I ignored this and left the director's office.

Then, an appointment for the position of manager approaches.

"Nice to meet you. You're the new teacher, Minhyuk, right?"

She smiled brightly and draped the doctor's gown over my shoulder.

The three letters of the name Kang Minhyuk were sewn on my chest.

"My name is Han Yejeong. If you have any questions or don't know anything, you can ask me."

Then she led me straight down to the third floor where the treatment room was.

After briefly saying hello to some of the staff, she started her training.

She taught me how to use various facilities and the location of equipment needed for massage.

As the director said, there was nothing particularly difficult.

What was important now was my massage skills.

But I was more confident in that part than anyone else.

In some ways, it can provide more pleasure than a physical therapist.

I smiled mischievously as I looked at the massage bed changing into various positions.

"Ah, Mrs. JeJeong. So where am I serving VIP guests? I don't think it's in this room."

Han Yejeong answered the question by clapping as if I had asked the right question.

"VIP reception will be on the 4th floor. I was already planning to go up now. Shall we go right away?"

When I arrived on the fourth floor, a dreamy atmosphere enveloped me.

The air was filled with aromatic scents, and pink taillights adorned the ceiling.

A thick atmosphere reminiscent of a lavish establishment.

However, as if she did not think much of it, she simply recited the explanation.

"The shielded room over there is reserved for today. Access is prohibited except for those involved, which adds to its sense of privacy. There is even a separate elevator on the fourth floor.

"Hey. Is that much? Then I guess the price is quite a lot."

"Hoho. That's natural. One treatment is a hundred dollars."

"…."

"If you add various services and value-added tax, it can easily break down to a few hundred dollars. Some wealthy wives spend more than 10 million won on a single visit."

"As expected… Beauty is a big deal."

"That's right. If I had money, I would like to go to a place like this."

Han Yejeong said with regret and showed the inside of her shielded room.

Inside, there was a soft massage bed and various convenience facilities.

Soft classical music flows gently.

An artificial fountain flows gently on one side.

Combined with the luxurious marble tiles, I felt at ease even in stillness.

Inside the shielded room, there was a sauna exclusively for customers.

There was a spacious bubble bath and a steam room, allowing you to enjoy a relaxing bath at any time.

"Am I allowed to live here?"

Han Yejeong laughs loudly at my foolish joke.

After the explanation was over, she gave me her work cell phone and spoke.

"Number 1 is connected to the desk on the first floor. Number 2 is the director's office. Number 3 is me. If you have something simple to do, you can call number 1. If you don't know anything or have questions, you can call me. Understood, right?"

"Ah. I understand. Thank you for letting me know."

"What? This is my job. Anyway, I'll go first. If anything happens, call me right away."

Han Yejeong went back down to the third floor to see if she had something else to do.

I remained alone in the shielded room and began setting up the necessary items.

I mixed the love oil and existing aroma oil properly.

A gold amulet and a linked mannequin were well hidden in one of the preparation rooms.

As the reservation time arrived, my work cell phone rang.

One thing that was planned was the text message she sent.

- 'The customer has just arrived. Is it okay if I upload it now?'

I gave a short reply to her question.

-'Yes. Please send her in.'

Soon after, the door lock on the fourth floor opened, and a VIP emerged.

Although she was wearing a comfortable hoodie and jeans, she couldn't hide her voluptuous figure.

Then the idol leader, Raina, looked at me with her jewel-like eyes.

"… Ah, hello?"

I suddenly came to my senses at her awkward greeting and politely bowed my head.

Now, I am definitely masseuse Kang Minhyuk, so I had to show my professional side.

"Nice to meet you. My name is Minhyuk Kang, the masseuse in charge of you today. I will serve you with all my heart."

She smiled shyly, probably because she felt pressured by my excessive attitude.

But it seems like the feeling of being treated was not that bad, so she greeted me with her unique, pure voice.

"… Yes. Please take care of me."

"Then come this way. You can sit comfortably on the sofa."

Meanwhile, Han Yejeong naturally closed the door and left.

Before we knew it, only Ryu Inah and I were left in the shielded room.

I spoke lightly to her so as not to make her feel awkward.

Small talk to relieve each other's stiffness.

There was no better way to relieve tension than conversation.

"You were a bit surprised, weren't you? You came in for a massage, and there was this clumsy guy."

When I tell her a joke with a smile on my face, she laughs and accepts it.

"I was a little surprised. I naturally expected a woman to show up."

I answered her question by pretending to be working hard on something.

"Well, there are usually a lot of female masseuses in shops like this. That's good because it makes customers feel safe. But if you're going to get it, wouldn't it be better to get it from a skilled person?"

"What is your level of confidence? Do you believe your skills are the best?"

Since she was somewhat ostentatious, there was a glimmer of anticipation in her eyes.

In fact, I was confident in massage.

"Of course. Reservations are fully booked for both men and women. I will make you one of my regular customers today."

Ryu Inah smiles cutely at my humorous ambition.

Before she knew it, she seemed to have lost some of her tension, and her complexion looked much better.

At that point, I asked her to return to the VIP-exclusive massage gown. It was a luxurious fabric made of silk.

Of course, all that was inside was a piece of fabric thinner than underwear.

She took the massage clothes I gave her and headed to the dressing room with her strangely flushed cheeks.