127 Modern Love Hotel

I grabbed the fist as it was slow from the poor position the guy was throwing it.

Dusting my words with a light threat, I glared at the two "Please go ahead and place that fist just a little closer. I can't wait for the security cameras to replay this scene when I show it to you in your prison cells."

Both had pale faces which showed that they would rather keep a prosperous future in mind, maybe that was the one good thing conservatism did for me today.

They both left despite there being no cameras in this fast food store which showed they were much more rash or scared than I thought.

This girl was the reason for why all of this trouble happened which made me curious what else she wanted from my services.

Speaking down to the girl in my arms and hugging my chest, I asked "So? Why did you order my services?"

The girl seemed surprised at such a question even though she should've known she never mentioned any specific requests and looked down.

Realizing their inappropriate posture in a public space, she pushed me away from her and then began speaking "E-ehem, what do you mean?"

Please… fate, don't play with my heart, I just want to meet my customer.

Unwilling to suffer the same experience, I brought my phone with the text conversations "This is you, right?"

She looked at the last message and nodded: "Yeah, that's me"

Sighing with relief, I wanted to know where she got my information: "How'd you get my number"

"The people on the forum said you were a good person."

I'm a 'good person', that was unexpected.

"Do you know the rules of my services?"

"Umm, yeah"

She replied with uncertainty before taking out a piece of paper that was shaking due to her hands.

Taking a quick scan on the important parts, it was essentially paper that told me she was free of STDs and that it was safe for her to have sex.

Was her order just normal services?

"Besides what happened earlier? Is there anything else you would like to request?"

There was a small shriek that escaped from her mouth but I guessed that was out of embarrassment as she soon asked: "R-r-r-requests?"

It was unfortunate that there was too much makeup to see any visual blushing but I answered in a professional manner " Yes, requests. Anything you would like me to specifically do or the nots. It could range from entertainment such as arts all the way to the desires you hide."

Her head was tilted down from what I presumed was embarrassment: "C-can you take my…"

"Hmm? Can you speak louder."

"Arrgh, nevermind."

I didn't think she would get mad from that but I noticed that she was suddenly typing on her phone at a fast speed.

*Ding*

I received a notification of a text but I don't understand.

I'M LITERALLY RIGHT HERE.

WHY?

She's wasting 30 cents per text when talking costs nothing.

It was tempting to say that to her but understanding my position, I remained quiet and read the text message.

{I don't have anything in particular I would like（´∀`）ｂ. Can we really do it?}

Yep, it seems that she was probably just interested into plain and normal stuff.

At least that saves me from embarrassment if she was instead interested in weird things.

Checking once more, beneath the paper with an envelope clipped at the very end with the money inside for my services.

A smile blossomed on my face knowing that I was payed and made me ask a question

"Where shall we go?"

….

She brought me to a love hotel except it was the despised, modern love hotel.

The room was built with brightly lit lights in a warm and comfy area with stylish beds and weird designs.

This girl's name was apparently Chiyoe, but I wasn't really sure if she was being truthful or if she just wanted my services as a one time thing.

I absolutely hated everything that was wasted inside this room.

Why were there so many lights, who needs that many lights?

Opening the door that led to the toilet, there were LED lights layered atop the floor and walls while a bright white bulb was showering the room with light.

...Why?

The one thing I agreed with was the free stuff but that's about it.

Chiyoe seemed new to such a room and ran around the place to seek the usage of every inch this room had.

Pointing to a hole in the ground, she asked me: "What's this for?"

The hole had cushions surrounding it which showed the comfort it had for those that chose to sit in it.

Except, it made me want to cover my eyes as if I never saw that and slam my palm onto my face.

As an expert in the industry, the truth hurts: "That's a hole for your partner to watch you as you take a bath"

I didn't attempt to even smile as that would make me seem creepy while my voice was in a monotone pitch because of my disappointment.

...Who would set a trend like this?

Someone had the bright idea that they liked voyeurism and so, they created this hole to fulfill their desires and it now spawned this atrocity to many modern hotels.

Chiyoe blushed when I pointed to the north of the hole which was a see through glass that showed the bathroom.

Her lack of knowledge regarding this place made me suspect something was off about this customer but I shrugged it off: "Shall we go take a bath now?"

"A b-b-bath, t-together? No, i'm good."

She was startled by my sudden question and rushed into the bathroom by herself while I was now left to wander around this room.

I'm guessing I don't need to take a bath anymore?

Next to the pack of condoms that were close to the bed, I was worried that there might not be enough, depending on what else the girl may request which was why I brought out my bottle of lube.