Chapter 60: The Choice
The afternoon sun shone down on the massage parlor, its bright rays slipping through the narrow gaps in the windows and spilling across the cafeteria room.
It was lunchtime, and all the masseurs were expected to gather together for their break. For most of them, it was a welcome chance to step away from work and get a few precious minutes to relax before returning to their clients.
For Denzel, however, the break served a different purpose.
His eyes wandered around the room, carefully observing every employee in the massage parlor. As he sat there, one particular detail became impossible to ignore.
They were all women.
There were four other workers besides him, and they seemed to get along well with one another. They sat together, chatting and laughing as friends, while Denzel remained alone in the corner.
He wasn’t there to eat.
He was there to scout.
Possible targets.
’No, they’re all too boring for my taste.’
Denzel’s gaze drifted from one woman to the next.
’Besides, anything involving these girls wouldn’t even come close to being a challenge.’
He leaned back slightly.
’The only way I feel this system would even register something like that as a challenge is if I fucked all of them once.’
A faint smirk tugged at the corner of his lips.
’Hey, check that off for me.’
Then another thought crossed his mind.
’Although am I actually capable of that?’
’Sophia and all these girls all with just one cock. My cock.’
The thought lingered for a moment.
’To be honest, that would be an amazing feeling.’
His smirk faded.
’But I don’t think I’m quite at that level yet.’
His eyes flickered to the side as a familiar screen materialized before him.
[Name: Denzel Ridrat]
[Age: 22 Years]
[Strength: 50]
[Agility: 20]
[Sense: 40]
[Vitality: 20]
[Stamina: 30]
[Mana: 10/15]
[Rank: E]
[Harem: 2]
[Taboo Points: 0]
[Titles Acquired: The Motherfucker]
’Yeah, I’d be lying if I said that doesn’t make me want to increase my Vitality.’
Denzel leaned back slightly in his chair.
’If I’m going to improve my abilities, then Vitality is definitely something I’ll need more of.’
His gaze drifted toward his status screen for a brief moment before he dismissed the thought.
’But anyway, that’s not the main reason I’m here.’
His eyes shifted across the room until they landed on Sophia.
Or rather...
Karen.
At least that was the name everyone else seemed to know her by.
’It’s still this bitch, Sophia.’
His eyes narrowed.
’And then there’s that lie.’
A sigh escaped him.
’Ah, fuck all this.’
He clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth.
’She’s doing this on purpose.’
’Every chance she gets, she’s making sure we’re never alone together.’
His fingers tapped lightly against the table.
’At work, she’s always surrounding herself with people. At home, she goes to bed early or finds some excuse to stay occupied.’
The more he thought about it, the more suspicious it became.
’Is she hiding something?’
’Whatever secret she’s keeping, it must be one hell of a secret for her to go this far just to avoid me.’
His gaze lingered on her.
’Especially when I’m pretty sure she’s already starting to fall for me.’
Before he could continue that train of thought, a feminine voice suddenly interrupted him.
"So, which one are you?"
Denzel blinked.
The voice had come so unexpectedly that it caught him completely off guard.
"Do you just like to watch, or are you a loner?"
He turned toward the source of the voice.
Standing beside him was one of the masseurs.
She was shorter than most of the women in the room, with black hair framing her face. Her most noticeable feature, however, was the shape of her figure.
Her hips were wide.
Very wide.
Even beneath her uniform, they stood out immediately.
Her chest wasn’t nearly as impressive as some of the women Denzel had encountered, but her lower body more than made up for it.
From a single glance alone, he could already tell she possessed an equally generous backside.
Even so, Denzel remained completely unfazed.
A small chuckle escaped him.
"I’m the latter."
The woman smiled.
"That’s good."
A playful laugh followed.
"It would’ve been a shame if a pretty boy like you was just a watcher."
"Don’t worry," Denzel replied. "I’m not."
The woman nodded.
"You’re the new guy, right?"
She extended her hand toward him.
Before answering, Denzel’s eyes wandered past her shoulder.
In the corner of the cafeteria, Sophia was still seated alone.
A magazine rested in her hands as she slowly flipped through its pages.
Her cheeks looked slightly flushed.
Then, as if sensing his stare, she glanced in his direction.
Their eyes met for the briefest second.
Immediately, she looked away.
Denzel smiled.
So she was paying attention after all.
Turning back to the woman standing before him, he accepted her handshake.
"Denzel."
He gave her hand a firm shake.
"Denzel is my name."
Inside, however, his thoughts were elsewhere.
’Well, if Sophia doesn’t want me coming to her...’
His smile widened slightly.
’Then I’ll just make her jealous enough to come to me.’
’This might be the perfect place to start.’
He looked directly at the woman.
"So, Mia..."
His tone became more conversational.
"Tell me about yourself."
***
After Denzel finished chatting with Mia, the lunch break quickly came to an end, and everyone returned to their duties.
The remainder of the day passed quietly.
Sophia, however, continued to be as cautious as ever.
No matter where Denzel happened to be, she always seemed to find a reason to be somewhere else. Whether it was during work or while moving through the building, she made sure there was always someone between them.
It was subtle.
But it was obvious enough for Denzel to notice.
As the hours slipped by, the sun slowly sank below the horizon, and before long, closing time arrived.
The employees began wrapping up their work and preparing to head home.
Before leaving, Denzel slipped a hand into his pocket and felt the familiar pouch resting there.
Earlier, Aisha had left him a tip.
Three silver coins.
Antonia had handed the pouch to him shortly before everyone was dismissed for the day.
The weight of the coins shifted as he walked home, causing the pouch to sway lightly against his leg.
He adjusted it and pushed it deeper into his pocket.
’Well, for now, I’ll just keep moving forward.’
His footsteps echoed softly along the evening streets.
’One step at a time.’
The thought naturally led him toward his harem members.
A faint smile tugged at the corner of his lips.
By the time he realized it, he was already standing in front of his house.
His gaze settled on the door.
’I suppose it’s time.’
Taking a breath, he reached forward and pushed it open.
The familiar warmth of home greeted him immediately.
Inside, Maria and Sophia were already there.
The two women were standing near the dining table, preparing dinner and arranging everything for the evening meal.
The sound of the door opening caused both of them to look up.
Maria’s eyes widened slightly when she saw him.
A faint blush appeared on her cheeks almost instantly.
"You’re home."
Denzel couldn’t help but smile.
"Yeah. I’m home."
He stepped inside and closed the door behind him.
As his gaze swept across the room, another thought crossed his mind.
’It’s time to put the plan into motion.’
His eyes lingered on Maria for a brief moment.
The smile on his face deepened ever so slightly.
’I’ve decided...I’m gonna have a second taste of mum tonight.’
