Massage Parlor for Unsatisfied Wives in Another World

”Of course, dear customer, but just to confirm—since my husband may have changed it without telling me—what do you mean?”

”W-well, outside it said it was a secret service...”

Why on earth would it be a secret service if it’s in plain sight?...No, I need to calm down and think.

For starters, it must be something only she saw. From what she said, and even though the system didn’t say anything, the name of the mission gives some clues and...

Ah! I know! She wants a massage with a happy ending... well, it doesn’t really sound very realistic... I have no choice but to probe her and find out the truth, she doesn’t seem very smart.

”Oh, yes, dear customer, about that secret service, since you decided on one of our most expensive massages, it is available to you.”

”Really? So I’ll be able to get your love advice? You have surefire methods to make a man fall for your feminine charms, proven because you already have your husband completely devoted to you.”

”(￣へ￣)..That’s... correct. I am an expert in love advice, the proof is in my husband being completely faithful to me.”

Hey, system, what is this? We’re a massage parlor, why am I now a love guru?

The way she said it made something inside me want to refute it, but for the sake of it, I had to accept it, although it annoyed me even more when I replied, and I complained to the real culprit of this, but her answer was...

[It is not an unreasonable request and is within the user’s capabilities.]

Listen to this, system, someday I’ll find a way to give you a body and I’ll leave you in worse shape than Azalea.

[...]

”Really? Is it as infallible as the sign claims? Is the consultation expensive?”

”...Hmm, I wouldn’t say it’s totally foolproof, but I think your relationship with your husband will improve, and you may be able to put him under your thumb. And I don’t charge; as I said, the massage you requested is enough... If it works, it’s up to you how much you want to pay me when you come back later.”

Well, I have no choice, I have to go with the flow. That way, I’ll avoid any responsibility if it fails, and if it works, I’ll also secure a future appointment... although, I wonder if she could put me under her feet? It wouldn’t be a bad experience to be stepped on by a cute MILF.

A little latex and ropes here and there would make for a great setting, huehue.

”Oh, that sounds good. I don’t understand why there aren’t more places that do this. Okay, I want it all.”

”As you wish, lady, this way, please.”

Ufff, okay... I can handle this. It’s not like I’ve never given love advice before. I remember my friends in high school and college asking me for it a lot. No, wait... suggesting someone wrap themselves in gift wrap? I don’t think that’s good advice.

Now that I think about it, I think this will be harder than it seems. Leaving aside Astar, who was very lacking in that regard, Iris never gave good advice... at least, none of it worked, although she did give quite a lot.

Personally, I think it was good advice, but the reality is that it rarely worked.

Hmm. Whatever — I’ll listen to her and play it by ear. More importantly, the fact that she seems so keen —or, dare I say, desperate to get her husband’s attention— means there might be something exploitable, a gap I can exploit.

”You can change and leave your belongings there.”

”I-I wanted to ask... do I have to be naked?”

Of course!

”Only if you feel comfortable. If not, you can keep your underwear on, and if that still makes you uncomfortable, there are thin robes inside that you can wear. It’s all up to your comfort.”

”Oh... okay, thank you... hmm, comfort.”

”Well, I’ll go get everything ready.”

She walked past me and headed for the dressing room. Now that she had passed so close to me, I realized how tall she was: in fact, now that I have Iris’s appearance, she is a head taller; plus her ears, her makes me feel small...

I like big ones.

I’m really curious about what will come out of the changing room, but even if it was someone dazzling, I was prepared.

It’s true that I still wasn’t satisfied with everything I did to Azalea, and her arrival interrupted my passionate night, but I really feel like I can maintain more control now.

First, because even though I wasn’t totally satisfied, I did release a lot, and I no longer feel such urgency, and second, maybe because I’m a woman now.

I won’t say that I’m not excited by the possibility that she might be a beautiful woman underneath what she’s wearing, but now I can easily maintain discretion.

Even if I can’t hold back, any touch or brush could seem like an accident or something playful, since we’re both women. I’m in a better position than if I had been a man.

Huehue... I’ll massage those big breasts in my heart while giving her some advice... Ah, right, the stigma, let’s see.

I couldn’t forget what was important: despite the circumstances, I had to try to place the stigma. I looked in her direction, where her curvaceous figure could be seen, and...

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Emotional: 7%

Carnal: 8%

Rational: 15%

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Hmm, wait... now that I think about it, system, now that we are one, who do the percentages correspond to?

Iris and Astar had different percentages, which is something I noticed. While all the percentages had progressed well with Azalea, when Iris evaluated her to check, she discovered that none exceeded 5%.

According to the system, in a completely new interaction, the values start at zero and, after the first impression, should not exceed ten.

Although the rational is high, it’s not unusual considering I was very nice to her; and, as I thought before, it’s the easiest to raise in the low percentages.

Although now that I have Iris’s appearance, I don’t understand if it’s easier or harder to achieve, since the mission says I have to raise it above 40%.

The emotional one too: she came to me to share her emotions, so it’s a bit obvious that she’s emotionally prepared. If I’m lucky, it will reach thirty.

But... the carnal aspect, unless it was for Astar, should remain at zero, as with Azalea. That’s why I asked, but...

[From the user’s current appearance]

Hmm, is that so? Hmm, I still don’t understand why the carnal porcen... I mean, that shouldn’t even... oh! Could it be that she’s someone with good taste? If so, I think we’ll get along very well, huehuehue~.

”I-I’m ready.”

Oh, she sounds shy... huehue, I like that too.

I heard her from inside. For some reason she sounded nervous, and I looked expectantly in the direction of the voice, hoping to see her come out, but...

”...”

”Y-yes, I’m more than ready.”

”...”

”T-this is more embarrassing than I thought, why don’t we change the massage a little and... no, no, better not. Forget what I said, I have to take responsibility for my decisions.”

”Oh, dear customer, is there a problem?”

I don’t understand what happened. It seemed like she was going to come out, but she never did. She sounded nervous and started talking, although I feel like it was more to herself than to me.

I found it curious. I have to remember everything she does or says: that way I can put this puzzle together and understand what kind of person the woman named Amarilys is if I want to find a way to stigmatize her.

”No, no problem... I’m coming out... ah! Ouch.”

Finally, she started to come out and show herself, although she walked in the wrong direction and bumped into the wall.

It was strange and inexplicable, but in my mind, only one... no, two thoughts came to me simultaneously.

What the hell is this?

Oh, unknown god who brought me into this world, it’s me again. I want to thank you for reincarnating me here. Even though you’re a bastard for threatening to kill me, I think I can find forgiveness in myself. Thank you for bringing another beautiful MILF here.

What was revealed was something I already knew: she was a woman with pink hair, cat ears and a tail, and an explosive body.

I’m starting to think that’s normal in this world, even though I only have two people as references.

But now that she wasn’t wearing those suspicious black glasses, it was obvious that she was an exotic beauty. Although it was brief, I clearly saw that she had heterochromatic eyes, one pink and one blue.

And more importantly, even though she looked young, and really still looked like she was in her 20s, she didn’t fool me and only confirmed what I thought.

I have a certification in MILF recognition and distinction, and she was definitely one.

It was one of my best skills, learned because our mothers never looked their age.

Maybe that was the special thing that made that mysterious deity bring us here: ”MILF recognition.” Yes, it was a cheat and coveted innate skill.

Both she and Azalea were beautiful MILFs, to the point that I think I can come to terms with that unknown god for the penalty of that mission.

Now I have to rethink what the system is looking for as a client. I’m seriously thinking that it’s looking for MILFs, and that’s why it needs my skill.

Ah! Right. I forgive you too, System-chan. When I create a body for you, I’ll treat you kindly... until you lose consciousness.

[...]

Now the questions are: why did she go out naked? Why did she walk with her eyes closed, causing her to bump into things? And is there really a law of attraction in this world that makes it impossible for my eyes to look away from her body?

There were so many questions and no answers, but I’m not complaining: it gave me a good view of her entire body.

Although it was a shame she didn’t have inverted nipples, what caught my attention the most was her wild, pink bush in the lower area — abundant and striking. In fact, I think I noticed something even more striking a little further down, though I’ll need a closer look to be sure.

At that moment, she was food for my soul and lust. Not to mention that now, naked on the floor for some reason, instead of covering her private parts, she was covering her face with her arm — making her look like the cover of an adult Asian film.

Thanks again, unknown deity.

”So, if I may ask, may I know what you do now?”

Say you’re seducing me, say it, say it!

”I-it’s just that I always do it this way, and I thought it would be uncomfortable with clothes on, but when I went out, I couldn’t see well and...”

Tsk, what happened with Azalea really won’t happen a second time... what a pity.

Well, I didn’t jump to conclusions because, unlike Azalea, she didn’t seem to be doing anything like that; she seemed more like someone who didn’t know what she was doing, but at least I tried.

”So you want to take a bath naked, I understand. But lady, you could have put on the robe and taken it off when you were about to get in.”

It was a shame, but even though I wanted to go all out and repeat what I did with Azalea, I understood that it was risky.

Hmmm, but if their percentages have those values... I think I can do it with a different approach.