Feeling that you own someone, what a sick disgusting human being. These customers were the worst you can have, she suddenly tried to grab my collar but could only yank on my tie: "Listen here, I bought your services with my money and I should naturally get my worth."

Slapping her hand off my tie, she released her hand but I know it was fruitless to even try and argue with an insane person like this. The time where I stood on the dangerous streets, in the middle of the night to even try to make money in the cold was a long time ago, but that was the place where you could find weird people.

Not all were like this person, some were extremely kind, some just wanted a quick transaction but on the off chance you get a scammer, it was a sick game. They would run off with your money, rob you in your sleep, and the worst was when they felt like they could abuse you.

At the time, I wasn't able to eat much as most of the money was reserved for my little sister. Older women could easily beat me, punch me, thrash me and abuse me because I was simply too weak.

I've heard many tales of fellow prostitutes who were desperate to make money but in the end, we're later killed. Most people just see us as dregs of society and don't consider this a real job. We're not even considered as humans!

This woman knows how to easily anger people. If she tried to grab a nearby book and whack it on my head, whether I could stay alive or die was all up to her. Not willing to accept such a possibility, I smacked her face to try and leave her in shock and only give external wounds that would only temporarily be there inside of punching her which could leave bruises.

I took my phone and started to record it. Placing it up on a stand to record the event that was about to begin, I prepared for any attacks that will come my way and the barrage of poor wording.

Aiii~ I truly do hate the feeling my skin being bitten, my hair being pulled, sharp nails embedding into my stomach and high heel kicks to the abdomen. Was it painful?Of course it was. But the most painful parts were just the cliche lines.

"Damn greedy whore, something, something."

I think Ruri could at this point create more original lines that would seem more memorable than the idiot before me. Just thinking about her really boils my blood. Customers sure are number 1 but doesn't mean they are above the law.

Jeez, what was my response? "Something, something, I got this on video, go to the police, I dare you."

I took my stuff, blocked her number and when the time comes where she may actually call the police, I've got video evidence as well as pictures of the attack against me. If I took it to the police, so much time making money would be lost because of some idiot woman.

Aii~ I got off pretty lucky compared to a bad customer from when I was on the streets who gave me cuts from a beer bottle, my hips were out of shape at the time and I had to ask Senior for some money that I was soon able to pay off.

That was so far the only eventful thing that happened in that 1 week and I soon received some good new. The Image Club accepted my resume! Such good news was to be celebrated but that sounded like a waste of money but the next 1 month and 2 weeks working there was similar to hell at one point.

A senior at the company summarized the major parts of the company which consisted of our department filled with sex workers but the others were extremely important such as the advertising department and the financial department.

Those two were extremely important in creating a successful business. Advertising to prove that our company is better than ours and is far superior will bring a variety of customers and the financial department was also very important.

They were the ones who decided what to spend on what and how much budget it should receive. An example would be that during the most stressful time of a nearby university, they can provide discounts to attract and cater to that group that could even add a new demographic to the business.

Aii~ the power of discounts are too powerful. Compared to what some people think, the surface level of this business isn't just 'have sex and call it a real job' there is a surprising amount of research and behind the scenes that contribute to success.

I recently heard of a statistic that the birthrate of this country is going down… I hope it isn't because of us. They tried showing off resting rooms where we could wait until being called out but we are usually scheduled for certain times ahead of time. Other appointments may spontaneous which is why they recommend to just come anyways.

I quite liked the clean area and they made sure to guide us to the rooms and how to read the numbers such as F5 N3, etc. It would stand for floor 5 and room 3 but below would be what the customer desires.

The person then showed us compartments within rooms where all the equipment may be. Inside a classroom, at the very back in the cupboards would contain the costumes and the company placed cleanliness once all the objects have been used. They stressed importance in placing used objects into a box at the back.

Another important thing the guide told us was for amateurs as he mentioned "Do not interact with customers that aren't yours when heading to your room".

This was mainly due to privacy and it would be quite embarrassing knowing that you're about to meet a prostitute and someone suddenly talks to you.