Massage Parlor for Unsatisfied Wives in Another World

[mission complete]

It seems that was all it took to complete the mission, even though what I said wasn’t anything special, and she seems more than capable of coming up with a solution like that

But I can understand why it didn’t occur to her before; sometimes we get stuck because of preconceived notions, and she was looking for a solution within the rules.

That’s all there is to it.

She accepted the idea because it was viable, but it also helped that she already had some interest in me; if that weren’t the case, she wouldn’t have even given me the chance to propose anything, and it was doubtful she would have taken me seriously.

When she realized that my idea would actually get her out of that hole, that tipped the scales.

Beside, if the ”Halo Effect” was at work, then it’s normal that she came to hold me in high regard.

Otherwise, I would have had to earn his trust by other means; his interest in me }sped up the process.

Now that I’ve completed her mission, the question is what to do with her...

”No problem, that’s what I’m here for.”

”Yeah, thanks... ah! Wait! P-please, forget what you just heard.”

She, who had stopped being nervous, became nervous again. It seems she only just realized she’d spoken her entire plan out loud and is embarrassed that I heard how she plans to use blackmail.

But honestly, I think it’s better for her to do things that way—it’s the most profitable approach. I would have done the same.

I didn’t recommend it directly because I thought what I’d already said would be enough for someone who doesn’t seem to want to break the rules.

But it seems that instructor had already cornered her to the point where he brought out the worst in her.

”As I said, Miss Bianca, you can say whatever you want without reservation. What happens here stays between us. In fact, I admire how you’ll resolve this. As I said, a petty person like him doesn’t deserve consideration.”

’Honey, if everything stays here, go ahead and seal the deal. No one will know we got involved with a stu— wait, she’s older, right? So she’s like a college student? She’s a college student.’

’Go to sleep, or at least be quiet.’

”I didn’t mean that, ahem! I mean, I think I talked too much about myself. C-can you tell me a little about... ah! You said you were married, right? Or did I hear wrong?”

”No, you heard correctly. The girl from earlier is my wife.”

”╯︿╰, so she really is your wife and you’re actually married”

”That’s correct, Miss Bianca”

Apparently, she still thought she had misheard me. But I didn’t hesitate to tell her the truth.

I had to get rid of her idealized projection of me. Something fragile built on a first impression and minimal reasoning isn’t very stable...

I looked at the consequences of this and.

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Emotional: 38%

Carnal: 33%

Rational: 40%

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Indeed, the emotional aspect dropped, but not as much as I thought, which means it didn’t break completely, but I achieved the most important thing: the rational aspect went up, which was inevitable.

Not only because of my previous help, but now that there’s a real obstacle, she’s pushed to think realistically and reasonably about what comes next.

Now, if emotional percentage had dropped below twenty, I would have thought that applying the ’stigma of lethargy’ to her would be something that would take me a long time or even become impossible, but since that wasn’t the case...

”... y-you can... if you don’t mind telling me about yourselves, of course, if you don’t mind.”

It means she hasn’t completely lost interest in me. Now that fantasies of predestined love or love at first sight no longer dominate, she’s entered a state of reevaluation.

Now, if I’m not mistaken, she’ll rationally assess whether it’s worth pursuing or if it will just remain a fleeting, intense interest that never had a future.

And being the smart girl she is, the first thing she did was gather information; I really like her way of thinking.

”Of course, I don’t mind at all. Well... we both grew up in the same remote village, and, interestingly enough, we were both born with the same ’profession’ and spent a lot of time together. When we became adults, we got married and saved up enough to open this place in a big city.”

”Yeah, so you two have known each other for a long time... It’s also interesting that you both have the same profession. Hmm, but just out of curiosity, how long have you been married? I mean, you both look young, and she looks even younger—like, my age—but since she’s an elf, I guess she’s older than she looks, right?”

She knows how to steer the conversation toward what she wants to know, and I have no problem telling her.

”Well, we’ve only been married for five years, and I guess her age is deceiving because of her race, but we’re the same age—we’re both twenty-five... ahem! Between you and me, the truth is I like that she looks younger than I do, even if that sounds a little superficial.”

’Honey, don’t give me away—I’m twenty. That’s the age I put down, so that’s it. Ah! But honey, if I think about it, this world has eight extra hours a day, right? That means that in this world, the age I’m at is—Ah!! I’m underage, or wait—are those twenty years I put down from this world? So actually I’m, oh! about a year older than in our world. Ugh, honey, I’m confused. Either I’m making myself illegal or I’m adding more years to my age. What do you think?’

’I think you should stop thinking about nonsense... or at least don’t do it in my head.’

”I see, hmmm... I mean no offense, but your wife is a bit unique among elves. You know, I have a friend who’s an elf, and we’re both ’twenty-one,’ but she complains about her figure and height, saying it’s her race’s fault and that it’s only because she’s still growing—even though she’s already considered an adult by her race’s standards.”

’Oh!, a legal loli, honey, ask for more details—we need one of those... oh! Also ask her about the dwarves—aren’t they legal lolis by default? Or are they the ones who look like barrels and have beards? Hmm, well, never mind—I can handle anything. Honey, ask her to recommend one to us.’

The only thing I appreciate about what she just said is that she attached the ’legal’ part to that desire she has.

”Yes, I think I see what you mean, Miss Bianca. She has a lot of unusual features. I’ve heard that elves are usually slender, but she, well, she isn’t, hmm...That reminds me of a funny story, when we were kids, I used to tease her sometimes because she’d tell me she’d be voluptuous when she grew up—which seemed impossible—but I guess in the end I just made a fool of myself.”

”...”

”I guess around that time I already liked her, and that was my childish way of treating the girl I liked. Honestly, I wouldn’t care if she didn’t have a voluptuous figure at all, since those things don’t matter to me. Honestly, I actually think she exaggerated—they’re really big now.”

’Honey! I sense a hint here. I designed my proportions with you in mind—I know very well that you like them.’

”...I don’t think she had any control over that.”

” I get it. Maybe I feel a little childish resentment, since I spent my whole youth believing she’d be just like all the other elves. Well, my mother-in-law was the only other elf I knew besides her—oh, and then there’s her red hair... when we got here, I realized that’s actually pretty rare among elves.”

’Yeah, as a kid I was always worried I’d inherit her flatness. Luckily, even though they weren’t as big as they are now, I wasn’t totally flat. Wait, honey, are you talking about our world or this one?’

’We have no childhood in this world; we arrived yesterday.’

’Oh, right.’

I feel like I really need my parallel thoughts; it’s hard to have a conversation with two people. I really want her to go to sleep or at least not talk to me. Later, I’ll make sure to talk to her so she stops doing that.

I need to focus on Bianca.

”Yes, it is. In fact, it’s the first time I’ve seen an elf with that hair color, though it’s a very pretty color.”

”It really is. Actually, I really like the color red, and speaking of which, you have some pretty red eyes.”

”T-thanks for the compliment, ahem. Anyway, I can see you two really have a good relationship, and she’s also very beautiful. I guess you must like her in every way.”

”Hmm, well, I wouldn’t say in every way.”

”Really? Just a moment ago you were speaking very highly of her.”

”Well, there are certain things we just can’t agree on. You know, actually, ever since we opened this place, we’ve had some disagreements, and things have been a little tense...”

Yes, she’s following the path I predicted, and I plan to use the advice I just gave her.

In both my world and this one, just because something becomes forbidden doesn’t mean everyone backs down. Some people just keep going.

And since she didn’t back down, I plan to act as a mediator so she can get what she wants.

”Are you having any problems in your marriage? You can talk to me about it! (☆▽☆)”

”...”

This girl should at least hide her emotions. I wonder if it’s true that love makes you act silly—she doesn’t seem silly, but in this situation, she’s acting like one.

’Honey!! What’s our problem? You have to tell me. We have to fix it before you start acting like a fool and go back to thinking nonsense like that about divorce.’

’...I only said that to deal with her. You and I don’t have any problems. Now go to sleep.’

’Ooh! I’m glad that’s all it is, though I don’t get it. Oh well, whatever! You’re the brains of the team—go on, take her to bed. Wait, since she’s not a MILF, she might be a virgin, right? You’re going to pop her cherry!’

’System, can I make Iris pay off the debt?’

[No, only the user themselves can voluntarily decide whether to pay it.]

’Tsk!’

’Honey, are you sure she doesn’t have a complaint? Talking things out solves problems.’

’Well, someone isn’t listening to me and doesn’t want to go to sleep, and keeps encouraging me to cheat on her.’

’Honey, it doesn’t count as cheating if I agree... or does it? Hmm, well, whatever. Hmm, but I’ll listen to you. Honey, you’ll do it right on your own, and since you seem shy and don’t like me watching, I’ll go to sleep. Honey, I trust you. System-chan, put me to sleep.’

’Good, that’s good.’

Finally, Iris went to sleep, so I don’t have to listen to her untimely thoughts and can focus on what I’m doing.

”W-what’s up? Is there something you want to talk about?”

”Hmm, honestly... I think it’s a bit personal, but as I said myself, sometimes letting things out helps clear your mind, so if you don’t mind, Miss Bianca, I’ll tell you a little about it. Of course, if it makes you uncomfortable, I can stop.”

”No! Go ahead, I’m all ears. Maybe this way I can return the favor for what you did for me.”

”Oh, you seem like someone I can trust, Miss Bianca, but before that, what do you think of the massage so far? Do you feel more relaxed?”

”Yes, it’s very pleasant, and I feel like all my worries are just melting away. You’re very good.”

”I’m glad you like it. Why don’t we add some controlled breathing? That also helps a lot with stress.”

”Hmm? How does that work?”

”Well, you just have to follow the rhythm I set, and you’ll understand later. For now, about Iris and me...”