Massage Parlor for Unsatisfied Wives in Another World

”Look here, Sis Rose, pick whatever you like best.”

I handed her the menu I’d remembered to bring back with me. I was a little curious to see what kind of massage she’d ask for.

Since we’re both girls, I don’t think she’d have any reservations, so a full-body massage is very possible,

huehue~ Oh, but given her tastes, she might get shy... Oh, well, who cares? Anything goes, hue~.

”Huh? What is...? S-so you’re really going to give me a massage.”

”Obviously, big sis. If you came in here, you’re a customer and I’m a masseuse. Or don’t you want my massage?”

”No, it’s just that, hmm... no, if you keep saying that, you must have your reasons. I won’t be so nosy... hmm, there’s a lot written here. What do you recommend?”

I’m glad she’s reasonable about that. It’s much better for her to imagine a story on her own than for me to give any explanation.

”Oh! Well, as you can see, big sis, we have everything. I recommend the full-body deep oil massage.”

Why limit myself? She asked me for a recommendation, and as a professional masseuse, I gave my best recommendation with the client’s complete satisfaction as my top priority.

”F-full-body? Do I have to get naked?”

”Hue~ ahem! Of course, big sis, but in the end, it’s your choice. ”Ah, but if you want, I can also do what it says out front, since that’s a popular request.”

Yeah, I can’t forget that. Whatever customers see out front is key information I have to use.

”Ah! Right! I wanted to ask you about that, too. I was running away in a bit of a panic earlier, but I managed to read that it said they gave advice here for—”

[New mission]

”eh?!”

”Huh? What’s going on?”

”N-nothing, go on.”

I had a feeling this was going to happen. There was already a precedent where you could receive more than one mission per client, so it wasn’t unusual.

Now I guess she has relationship problems too and wants me to be her guru or something like—

Wait! Didn’t she say she was a widow? Oh, does she have someone else in mind? No! That can’t happen... No! I shouldn’t jump to conclusions—first I have to listen to her.

”It said that here they offered advice on how to prevent a noble house in decline from falling into ruin and restore it to its former glory.”

”Eh...? Huh...? Y-yes... of course. It’s just that...”

I didn’t even have time to be relieved that it wasn’t love advice, because it really caught me off guard and I didn’t know what to say.

I quickly checked what the mission was about to understand everything better, but...

—

’Hey, damn system, what kind of nonsense is that?’

Reading it only confirmed that Rose was serious. It made me angry at how ridiculous the objective was.

Even though I knew it was useless, I couldn’t help but complain to that stupid system.

[I cannot understand what the user is referring to]

’Everything, everything is nonsense to begin with. Why would a massage parlor do that? It doesn’t even make sense. Is that really what it said out there? Besides, do you think that’s within reason and my capabilities?’

At least Amy’s request was acceptable, but what the hell is this about advice to prevent the ruin of a noble house? Who in the world would list something like that as just another service at a damn massage parlor?

And the mission took it a step further—if I didn’t want corruption, I had to make sure her house actually avoided collapse.

It was all so ridiculous I don’t know what to think... but someone didn’t see it that way.

[On the outside, it only reflects the client’s deepest desire and is within the users’ current capabilities.]

’I’ll definitely find a way to give you a physical body, you bitch, and when I’m done with you, you’ll be in such bad shape that an organization will have to be created to protect the rights of systems.’

[...]

”Hmm... I guess I misread it because I was so flustered when I ran away. After all, there’s no way he’d say that out there.”

Yes, even my sister rose thinks it’s ridiculous for us to do something like that, but unfortunately I can’t back down; I have to find a way to complete that ridiculous mission and request.

”...Speaking of which, big sis... hehe... well, it does say that out there.”

”Really? Is it a service from here?”

”I-I guess I can try. Honestly, it happened because my honey gave me the task of putting something out there that would catch people’s attention, and it just hit me like a revelation, and—bang!—I wrote it!”

”Yeah, I can see that happening. You’re a very spontaneous person... a little too much... and something like that really isn’t necessary. I’m fine with the massage, or rather, I’m in your debt for saving me and I have to pay you back.”

”No. Those guys came to my place looking for trouble; I was just cleaning up the mess...”

”Even so, I want to make it up to you or pay you back. I don’t have much money right now, but I can come back later and pay you.”

Well, you can never have too much money—especially since I found out I can turn it into Myrr. If I stockpile enough, I can go for a full ten-pull.

Hmm, now that I think about it, I haven’t checked her percentages yet. Let’s see what Sister Rose has in mind for me.

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Emotional: 38%

Carnal: 46%

Rational: 20%

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Oh, this is interesting.

The way her percentages are distributed is very different from Lys’s, even though their situations are somewhat similar.

Hue~ this situation is too good to waste just on making more money; I’ll take everything my sister has to offer.

”Money between us shouldn’t be something that... Ah! I know, why don’t we do it this way? There’s a way you can pay me, if you really want to.”

Honestly, part of me thinks that continuing to get involved with her might be counterproductive and even dangerous, but another part tells me to screw those little details—there’s a gorgeous GILF for us to win over.

Maybe it would have been a conflict that could have driven us apart, if it had become more pronounced, but that possibility vanished the moment I received the mission; after all, whether I like it or not, I have to get close to her if I want to complete it, so...

”Really?”

”Yes, big sister, you just have to let me give you a few massages.”

”Um, like I said, I don’t think—”

”Wait, big sis, let me finish. I’m not talking about simple massages.”

”No?”

”Nope! They’re a bit unique. What I’m going to give you are massages I can’t use on my clients because they haven’t been tested yet and I don’t know how they’d turn out. If you want to pay me for helping you, how about letting me try out those experimental massages on you?”

”but... They’re just massages anyway, right?”

”Don’t underestimate it, big sis. If I do it wrong, I could dislocate something or even cause you a lot of pain, or relax you so much that your heart might stop.”

It’s true that I haven’t used all the massage techniques I have in my head, but to say I don’t know what would happen was just silly.

Along with the knowledge came experiences that make me very competent. But that excuse is the key to the door of happiness.

”R-really?”

”There’s a reason I can’t offer them to my clients yet. Well, if it’s too much, you can refuse, though I won’t accept your money, since that would feel too cold for our sisterhood.”

”Hmm... well, if that really helps you, it doesn’t matter if you use me to practice.”

”Are you sure? Well, I only exaggerated a little about stopping your heart, but it could have other effects—you know, like making your body heat up, feeling weird, strange tingling, or other small physiological reactions—and you’ll have to endure all that until the end of the massage.”

When I finished speaking, I looked at her with the most serious expression I could muster. It was imperative to make her understand how serious and important this request was to me and that it truly served as payment for saving her.

That this was a situation she couldn’t easily back out of once she agreed.

”Yeah, if that’s all it is, no problem, I can handle it.”

”Alright, big sis, I understand your resolve to repay me, so I’m not going to keep refusing. First of all, take off your yukata and lie face down on the table.”

”Huh?”

”What’s the matter? You said you’d help me, didn’t you? I need to see everything clearly, and we have to get rid of anything that’s in the way.”

”I-I see... hmm, but what about my underwear?”

”Everything!”🔥_🔥

”Y-yes.”

’Heh, heh, that’s really convenient.’

I’m actually glad my older sister is a woman of principle who insists on paying off debts.

I watched her start to take off her yukata, her face flushed, while she shot me little glances as if silently asking me to turn away.

But I’m going to feign ignorance and professionalism; nothing strange is going on here, I’m just going to give her a massage...

She seemed to resign herself to the fact that I was watching her and began to take everything off. She was so red she looked like she was about to steam.

For a GILF, she was acting like an innocent maiden, which excited me tremendously.

By the time she had taken off her entire yukata, I felt like I was about to start breathing heavily myself.

Being able to witness something like this is food for the soul, so I made sure to watch the entire process properly.

Yes, as she finally, with great nervousness that excited me even more, began to take off her underwear—which, by the way, was sexy black lingerie.

I was tempted to ask her to keep it on, but I remembered something that might be even better and refrained.

Standing there as God made her, she looked so embarrassed she couldn’t meet my eyes, and, following my instructions, she began walking toward the massage table.

I watched her plump behind as she walked with obvious nervousness and clumsiness.

Once she lay down, I didn’t just stand there watching. Moving faster than ever, I went and got the oils and other necessary items.

Since I felt it suited the situation, I chose the one that smelled like roses.

I sniffed it, and it had a peculiarly sweet scent that made me want to take a little taste, but since that would be a waste of time, I refrained and went over to my lovely older sister Rose, who was waiting to be touched by my skilled hands.

”Are you ready, big sis?”

”Y-yes, do what you have to do.”

”Good. Oh, by the way, big sister, regarding what’s going on out there... hmm, even though I was a little impulsive, I think it’s okay if you tell me about it. Maybe I can give you some advice that’ll help.”

”Hmm... no, I think it’s better not to burden you with my situation. I’m already in your debt; I don’t think I should involve you any further.”

”...It seems like my big sister’s situation isn’t very good. Well, if you don’t want to tell me, that’s fine. Well, big sister, let’s get started. Oh! And before I forget, for practical purposes, you need to constantly tell me how you feel: if it hurts, if it bothers you, if you like it, if you really like it, if it feels good, and so on. Tell me, so I’ll know what I do or don’t have to do.”

Well, it seems like she doesn’t want to talk to me about her situation right now.

I guess she doesn’t see me as someone she can really trust—at least not for what she wants—and I’m not really sure if I’m actually capable of it, so insisting is pointless.

It’s better to change the order of things a little: first strengthen the friendship and bonds, and then get the information.

”Got it, I’ll try to properly express everything I feel, and you don’t need to worry—as a vampire, I have very good natural regeneration, so you can be as rough as you want... A little pain is nothing.”

Now that I think about it, if he’s in such good shape, the effects of my massages might be limited.

”Alright, big sister, here I go.”

But that won’t intimidate me, and I’ll start by using my massage therapist’s observational skills to figure out where to begin.

I looked for where there were problems. And unfortunately, just as I thought, there wasn’t much to work with; her body was very healthy and free of stress or other physical damage.

Such a flawless body was the nemesis of my profession—but after all, I’m no ordinary masseuse.

’Oh, but look what we have here... this requires a special massage.’

My eyes could see not only the physical, but also what amounted to a kind of magical circuit that all beings in this world possess.

And the green spots were in many of these areas; it seems she had overexerted herself in a different way.

This was something I could definitely use to my advantage.