Massage Parlor for Unsatisfied Wives in Another World

Chapter 48: Rose

She’ll definitely be a member. She’s really beautiful. Her body isn’t as curvy as Azalea’s or Amy’s, but it’s not as skinny as Lys’s.

She’s my type, and she must be Honey’s type too—he seems picky, since he didn’t make a move on Lys. I guess he only likes curvy MILFs.

Hmm... I should teach him to have a taste for all kinds of wo—Oh! Those fangs look sharp, I wonder if...

"Rose, if you bite me, will I turn into a vampire?"

"Huh? N-no."

"Ah! Really? /_ \I wanted to be one. You know, I wanted to sparkle a little in the sun and do all that vampire stuff."

"Sparkle? I don’t sparkle. No, more importantly, what you said earlier about the harem—what did you mean by—"

"Oh, right, I can’t be too direct. First the massage, then the happy ending, and then the harem."

Honey told me I had to calm down; I couldn’t rush things. I have to be like him and use his method.

It’s worked two out of three times, so mathematically it’s the best method.

"Wait, I don’t understand what you—"

"Minor details. Come on, Rose, let’s get changed; it’s time for the massage."

I took Rose and we went to the changing room together. We’re both women, so it doesn’t matter.

She was wearing a new, elegant dress; she asked me if it would look good on me... hmmm, I think it would be a little tight around the chest, though it’s cute.

There was a clothing section in the store; I’ll ask Honey later if I can buy something.

For now, let’s undress this cute MILF and see if she’s hiding anything, huehue~.

"Uh, w-wait, because I’m... wait a moment, I-I..."

She, for some reason, tried to resist, but it’s impossible for her to resist my undressing and dressing techniques.

I’ve practiced a lot with Honey; I can take off all his clothes and dress him in my favorite character’s cosplay in less than three seconds.

"Alright, all set, beautiful Rose! What kind of massage do you want?"

When we came out, she was already wearing a cute yukata, which made her look cute and sexy, but it could be better.

Later I have to tell Honey to buy yukatas with pretty designs that match our lovely clients—

"Huh? I don’t know... huh? Do you know how to give massages?"

"Yup! Of course, I’m a second-rank masseuse. Oh, I got promoted a few hours ago."

"So you are a... no, wait! Second rank? No, more important—?"

"Oh, that’s right, Rose, there was something more important—I almost forgot. You’re a MILF, right?"

Yeah, I have to confirm this. My honey always tells me I shouldn’t believe things without proof, even though it’s obvious she’s a MILF.

"W-what’s a MILF?"

"Oh, well, obviously a MILF is—?"

"?"

What was it?

I think honey once told me what it was and that not all older women were MILFs or something like that.

I’m an expert, so I should know... oh, I remember now.

"a hot mom ?"

I only remember something about a mom and that she had to be hot. Well, that’s enough; the rest must be obvious, since she, as a MILF, should get it.

"Hot? I don’t get that, but I used to be a mother. Now I only have my grandson."

"Oh! You’re a GILF! Jackpot!."

"Huh?!"

Well, that’s the best. I always wanted one like that. She wasn’t a hot mom, she was a hot granny.

It’s true that Honey’s methods are never wrong—I almost overlooked something so important. It could have been serious since I don’t have any expertise in that area yet, but now that I know, I can adapt.

I definitely have to add her to our harem and—... huh? What did she say?

"Hmm, Rose, did you say you used to be a mother?"

"Yes, my son died a while back in an accident. Now I only have my daughter-in-law and my grandson."

"Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean anything bad."

Honey’s right; sometimes I say hurtful things without realizing it. I know how hard it is to lose family—I missed my mother-in-law terribly when she died.

I need to calm down. I also need to think about what Honey told me. Hmmm, starting out as friends—that should be fine.

"You don’t have to apologize. I couldn’t quite keep up with what you were saying, but it’s obvious you mean no harm. In fact, your youthful energy is quite refreshing. You must be in your twenties, or am I wrong?"

"Yes, exactly twenty, big sister. Ah, I can call you big sister, right?"

"I don’t think it’s right to call an old woman like me that—I’m almost seventy."

"Oh, but that doesn’t matter for long-lived races like us, does it? Seventy years isn’t that old."

Yeah, that’s common sense—I don’t know why she’s worried.

[mission complete]

Huh, the mission is accomplished? Why now?

Hmm, well, never mind. Rose is my priority; I have to take a cue from Honey and prioritize things. Like he tells me, everything is easier if you focus on one thing at a time.

"Well, you’re right, you’re young, but you’re an elf. Considering we both live at least 200 years, there shouldn’t be a problem. I guess spending time with my grandson makes me feel like an old woman."

"Yeah, big sis is still a pretty young woman. The fact that you’re a grandmother is a minor detail; if you hadn’t told me, I’d think we were the same age."

"Hohoho, you’re too sweet to me. If you like calling me big sister so much, that’s fine."

Great, now I have a big sister. Amy will be happy when I tell her. We’ll all be one big family, huehuehue~

"...Oh, big sister, but how did you know my exact age?"

"Well, we vampires have a sort of special sense, and well, you radiate youth—I just gave a rough estimate."

Oh, that’s interesting. I wonder if elves have any special senses. I only have the basics, like MILF detection.

Maybe if I go deeper into the forest, I’ll be able to hear it speak. Could it be some kind of tree with a face? Hmm, so many questions and no answers.

’I see nothing serious has happened and you haven’t upset the customer.’

’Oh, honey, you’re just in time. Do you think I can talk to a tree?’

’...If that ever happens. I hope it’s because there’s something magical involved.’

’Of course, honey. How else?’

’Anyway, I see you’re getting along well with the client; it looks like you followed what I told you and calmed down.’

’Honey, you were right, but honey, understand me—they were all potential members of our harem. How could I not get excited? Not to mention that they’re all so pretty. I want to snag them all.’

’And I already told you to stop thinking like that. You’re getting carried away. To start with, one girl is enough—in this case, Azalea, since the next time she comes, I’ll probably be able to complete the mission; anything beyond that is unnecessary unless it’s meant as a safeguard in case of failure.’

’Honey, you’re the one who needs to stop thinking like that. They’re all pretty girls we’ll take care of and give lots of love to.’

’...haaahh~, I guess I need to start thinking about how I’m going to deal with the consequences of my actions.´’

’Huh? What do you mean? No, more importantly, honey, I found out that my older sister Rose is a GILF.’

’GILF?... I guess you can’t judge age by appearance in this world. Well, anyway, are you going to do the massage yourself? Earlier you said something about lesbians and stuff like that.’

’Oh, right!.’

"Big sis, you know, my husband and I are massage therapists. If you had to choose between him and me, who would you choose? It would be me, right? After all, you like girls, don’t you?"

’What’s the point of that question?’

’So Honey can see that my customer service is really good.’

"That doesn’t make sense. To begin with, you haven’t even started, and besides, you’re appealing to personal preferences."

’Honey, those are minor details. Besides, the order of the factors doesn’t affect the result.’

Honey can be silly sometimes, and I have to teach him using simple math, but I’m an understanding wife.

"H-how do you know... is it that obvious?"

"Oh yes, big sister, you were looking at me like a lovesick maiden. You like me, don’t you? Your heart started racing the moment you saw me."

’I really don’t understand how you manage to get things like this right. Also, don’t be so blunt—you’ll make her feel uncomfortable.’

’Oops!’

"No, how embarrassing. For a woman my age to act like this is... I... just... it’s just that since my husband died, I haven’t been able to feel the same way... and at some point I felt that girls became more attractive... I wasn’t thinking clearly at the time, and besides, you’re so pretty and full of vitality that unconsciously I... I’m sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable."

"Huh? Uncomfortable? Why? I like girls too—that makes us very compatible. That’s why I asked you to join my harem."

’What? You asked her something like that? You know what, I think it’s better to switch. You’re definitely not cut out for this.’

’Hmph!, honey, I’m more than capable. Look how nervous she is—I’ve already got her in the bag.’

’...Do whatever you want. Actually, it’s better to get rid of such a potentially problematic client. Anyway, we’ve already completed her mission, and contrary to what I originally thought, clients come around relatively often.’

" honey, you’re talking nonsense. She’s obviously going to be part of our harem. Just wait and see."

"B-but... earlier, that guy—didn’t you just say he’s your husband?"

"Yeah? He is."

Maybe she’s interested in my honey, too. That would make everything easier.

’ I don’t think you’re getting her point.’

"I don’t understand. He was definitely a man, wasn’t he? Am I getting so old that I can’t tell the difference anymore?"

"No, big sis, he’s undoubtedly a manly man, huehuehue, very manly,"

"So you must like men, right?"

"No, I don’t like them, but big sis, you didn’t answer my question—do you want a massage from me or from my honey?"

"I really don’t understand any of this... but if you don’t mind, I’d prefer it be you."

’Well, I win. See, honey? They prefer my services over yours.’

’...Aaah~ fine, do whatever you want, I’m not going to say anything else, I’ll leave it up to you, just try not to go crazy.’

’Huh? What are you talking about, honey?’

’I don’t feel like watching whatever you want to do to this woman.’

’No? Why would you just watch? Wait, I’ll be right there."

’Huh?’

What’s better than doing something I’ve always wanted to do? Obviously, doing it with my honey.

"Big sis, wait a sec, I’ll be right back."

I asked my older sister to wait a moment and ran out;—obviously I was going for my honey. Of course he won’t be watching, because we’re going to do this together.

’No, wait! love, you seem fine on your own, and I don’t really want something like—’

’Hehe, don’t get nervous, honey. I know the first time is scary, but you’ll like it later.’

’How do you know? You don’t even have any experience.’

"Little details, honey, little details."

Honey is so stubborn; he always says no to new things, and even when he ends up liking them, he acts all tsundere and says no, when in reality I know he does like them, hehe.

Still, it’s part of who he is; it’s so cute, hehe, and that gets me even more excited.

I ran up the stairs and got to the room where I saw honey looking at me.

"Seriously, Iris, stop this. I really don’t want to."

"Call me love. Besides, we’ll see if you want to or not when we fuse. If we separate, it’s because you really don’t want to."

"...Damn it!, whatever. Just do it."

Honey can’t argue with my irrefutable logic, after all, huehue.

"Honey, shout ’fusion’ with me! ヾ(≧▽≦)ヾ"

"Fusion (ㆆ_ㆆ)"

I jumped toward Honey as we glowed—this is going to be fun!

..

"Alright, first phase of this whole plan... Oh, so that’s what it was. Well, it’s no big deal—what matters more is big sister Rose."

Well, it’s true that big sister Rose seems to bring some complications with her, but anyway, I can’t overlook someone I could potentially infect with the lethargy stigma.

It’s easier now that she’s interested in me; I won’t mess up like I did with Bianca.

We’ll have a great happy ending with my big sister Rose, hehe.

Although first I have to get as much information as possible and see how bad her situation is, hehe. A GILF—that’ll be great.

"I’m coming for you, granny."