One option that seemed to be the most effective was coaxing her with sweet words as that was the start to how she became much more open.

Taking ahold of her, I grabbed onto her arms and faced her.

Glaring at her, I spoke: "It doesn't matter what they said to you. You shouldn't change your looks because of that."

I gently swiped her blonde hair away, revealing her face that had a petite nose and large eyes.

This was the one opportunity I should take, breaking the problem into smaller parts and then solving them.

She faced two challenges.

One caused her to have a physical change with the hair, skin and makeup which seemed thee easiest to solve.

I tried to focus on the good points and seeing how Chiyoe was easily embarrassed, compliments were the most effective method.

The other problem was the most complex in which she suffered from people spreading rumors that I have no idea about.

Depending on the details, I only know that it was as vicious as the man who called her a slut.

This problem…. I couldn't solve.

All my customers are important to me.

For that reason, their health is also important to me.

It was very clear that Chiyoe was very unfit for my services which she originally desired. My best option right now was to take care of her until the hour ends.

After a couple of lines that complimented her, Chiyoe started to develop reactions to them by rejecting them.

The time was soon coming to a close.

I'm not suited for this type of thing which was why I persuaded her to get dressed and leave the room.

I swept up the free things and place them into the bed while wrapping my arm around Chiyoe to make sure she wouldn't do anything rash.

The remaining time that she bought for my service was about to be invested into going to a certain place that should be able to help her.

I had already sent a text to the person that would be able to help her, lucky for me, she was actually free however their appointment should only last for 20 minutes.

Whatever the result would be was now none of my business once I give Chiyoe to her.

Unless she called for my services would I be able to know if she's doing good.

One of my guesses for why Chiyoe found my services was that she may have been forced by her friends as a type of prank and couldn't handle the pressure.

The person I was meeting was a nice person called, Miss Neomoally or Miss N for short.

She gave me a card after realizing that I tended to send a lot of people here due to their mental health.

...Not sure if that's a good reputation to keep.

Anyways, the fees are apparently free for those between the age of 11 to 20, meaning any customers older than that would have to go to a different facility.

But for those that work in some companies are offered free therapy as a deal.

I gave my regards as I allowed Chiyoe to start talking with Miss N and the day should hopefully end in a good day.

The next matter I needed to handle after this lackluster deal was having a little talk with my little sister and actually start communicating with her.

Taking advantage of dinner, I was ready to ask her if she involved in 'something': "Hey-"

"I'm busy"

Cold and concise words were left before she slammed the door once more.

It felt like a blizzard had briefly flew into my home before escaping out the window.

My day… was not exactly one of the best, was it?

I first encountered the wrong person that I had mistaken as my customer, then I actually met my customer but she was in a lot of drama and was currently unfit to partake in my services.

And now, my sister refuses to talk to me.

Life seems great…

The next matter I have to look into was getting a job that would actually benefit me with some good wage.

I'm selling my body, so I better get a good deal.

This place was called an Image Club and roughly payed the worker $30 per hour meaning if I work from 7-12.

An Image Club was basically a brothel with a certain style that each room had, a customer may order a specific scenario and they may be supplied.

One room could be designed as a school classroom, another is a train, offices, the insides of an airplane, etc.

If one wanted to go to the extreme, it was basically just role play but if I calculate properly:

5*30

I should be able to make a stable $150 due to the popularity of the place meaning that I should be able to keep this job, unless i'm interested in new things.

From what I have researched about this place, they are located quite near and own a building with more than 10 floors.

That is how popular it is.

The only risk that may be a problem is whether it's able to overcome the problem of sex.

This business could shut down if that is so and it would limit the customers while placing risk of being closed down by the police.

But since it has the capabilities to develop into such a large business while retaining a large customer demographic means that it probably does have that skill.

The job accepted both females and males, however it demands that when requested, one must act their role, and only their role.

I asked HIM to send an application to their place and I was able to trust him as this person seemed indebted to Red while he also had connections himself.

All I had to do now was wait for a text of whether I was hired or not.

Tonight was going to be lonely as I had no specific plans and I couldn't just waste time like this.