128 Complicated Problems (1/2)

I didn't need any special objects to help with my service, so I was now kind of waiting for something to happen.

There wasn't anything I could really do besides strip my clothes and wait which was why I wanted to start a conversation.

This customer had a weird introduction with how I met those two boys and she was strangely a lot more nervous than I thought.

The glass to the bath shouldn't be too thick, I asked her: ”So? Why'd you pick my services?”

”O-oh, I was looking for someone to accompany me.”

That did sound like a valid reason, was she one of those customers who wanted a taste of every 'companion'?

Wanting to explore the path further, I voiced another question: ”Why would you want someone to accompany you? You seemed quite popular with the boys back then.”

Quietness settled in this room and the only sound I could hear to answer that question was the water dripping.

This was an obvious sign that she may be somewhat mad or be emotionally distressed.

The easiest way I usually settle problems like this is to have an upfront conversation with her to know what exactly is happening.

Vague sounds of a barrage of water droplets falling onto tiles echoed and it seemed that Chiyoe was finally out of the bath.

I was currently half naked with my top off as I wanted to see if there were any requests she now had since we were in the hotel.

She was easily embarrassed if she was in the public as she sent me a text message instead of saying it out loud which was why I thought of this.

Her face was absent of makeup as she probably removed it but her tanned skin was still glossy from the water that made it glisten much more.

The dyed hair was now dripping with water but Chiyoe covered it with a towel to dry it.

The eyes with embarrassment when in public seemed a lot like a dead fish's as it contained no emotion and was similar to a void.

Filled with listlessness, she dropped her body on top of the bed.

Sirens were going through my head as I definitely noticed something was very wrong with this customer than I originally thought.

My question had accidentally knocked the wrong nerve and this was the outcome.

Either, I left the question as is and let her act like a dead fish or I actually do something by asking questions to get down to the problem.

A little motivation was needed, Placing my hands above her shoulder to make it look like I pushed her down, I probed with the question once more: ”Please tell me Chiyoe, tell me why.”

It was a little unoriginal but I whispered my plea into her ear and started to make my eyes water: ”I just want you to be fine”

Teary eyes, a weak puppy voice… it was an awful thing to play and manipulate a person's heart but when the time gets rough, desperate times call for desperate measures.

My words pried open her heart as waterworks were being created from both of her eyes.