I， Who Became a Woman， Fell to the Bottom. 34

Chapter 34 – Unhealthy Esthetic_Maybe It’s a Surprisingly Ordinary Building?

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I was led by the hand into a building without a sign.

The faint scent of spring flowers is refreshing.

An unidentified building with no signage and no explanation, there was a translucent door when entering the interior.

Judging from the light shining from inside, it seems that there is a person inside. However, as far as I can tell, the glass door made of cloudy material seemed to have been well taken care of to make it invisible so that it was impossible to know what was going on inside.

Three types of security devices were hung in front of the door, including an electronic door lock, a lock device through a keyhole, and an access control device that appeared to be from a private security company.

The strict security and the number of security devices that seem excessive for an ordinary facility make it seem like a place that would be difficult to enter. The more you enter, the more you think that this store is an unusual place.

A small red button sticking out on the side of the door, it doesn’t seem like a doorbell when it comes to a doorbell, but its crude appearance adds to the feeling that this facility is not a regular place.

What the hell are you doing…

As if the woman who had brought me here was used to it, she casually pressed the red button.

There was a gigiing sound, a simple beep without any pitch.

After a brief beep that seemed like an alert, a sound came from the door.

“Hello, for what purpose are you visiting? We would appreciate it if you could let us know the appointment time, the purpose of your visit, and if there is anyone you are looking for.”

The hard voice, the tone that feels weak, can somehow guess that the other person is a woman. It was a very businesslike voice.

“Sister, it is me! I-! Cynthia! A person who looked like a guest was standing in front of me, so I brought her.”

Contrary to the businesslike voice, the lively and unhurried voice feels familiar as if they know each other.

It’s called Cynthia, or at least it wasn’t a Korean name. The exotic appearance, although it certainly did not look like a Korean.

Judging from the way she communicates with the staff inside, it would be more reasonable to say that Cynthia is probably related to the store rather than a regular customer.

“Hmm… Has confirmed. Cynthia, is the person next to you the guest?”

The businesslike attitude, the face is not even visible, but the expression is reminiscent.

“Yes, I came because I was invited by someone I know, but this is an esthetic… Is this correct?”

It was embarrassing to even mention the specific company name, so I asked with a slight stutter.

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“Ah, um… Are you a guest, yes, that’s right. This is Esthetic Love Tek. Come in welcome.”

A glass door that opened gently, this door was an automatic door.

I thought they might ask about invitation checks or personal information, but surprisingly it doesn’t seem like they’re checking that far. Being an invited guest was also quite common, so I was able to come inside without saying anything.

No, it doesn’t seem to be a normal shop from the fact that a checkup like this is necessary to enter a beauty store in the first place, but the suspicious appearance has already been seen steadily, and now I thought it was nothing to be surprised at each of these checkups.

The reflection in the door was more ordinary than expected.

All pure white, it looked like a hospital, and the walls and floors made of pure white tiles welcomed me. The expected appearance was such a stale, dark and decadent appearance of clubs and red light districts, but I was surprised by the unexpectedly clean appearance.

I thought of a dark, illegal and illegal appearance, but the atmosphere was brighter and neater than expected. Rather than a shop in a back alley, it was a space that reminded me of a hospital or research institute. It was a calm atmosphere like a hospital waiting room, an unexpected scenery.

It seemed like an honest place where you come for a really wholesome beauty, the opposite of the dubious side you’ve been exuding so far. Neat interior, wooden reception table, stretched benches, clean tiles without stains, a modern space of a sophisticated type, it was a bright and sophisticated look that seemed to be doing really normal things rather than a place for strict work.

It wasn’t that there were few people.

In this place that looked like a waiting room, there were quite a number of people, young and old, men and women, without any particular distinction, sitting quietly.

I really can’t figure out what I’m doing.

Maybe a really mundane cosmetic purpose esthetic? However, the appearances he has shown so far are too suspicious to say that. I feel a bit confused.

All ages and genders are all different, so–for a store that is doing such a dark business, the appearance and attitude of the customers, which are not biased at all, raises questions.

I, who had thought of the shady, illegal shop beyond the door, was confused by the unexpected scenery, but someone from the side led me by the hand. It was Cynthia, a face like spring.

The place where you are led is where you take a number ticket,

Oh my God, there was also a reception machine.

“You can take a number ticket here and wait there—-“

“Oh, thank you. Are you Cynthia? Are you an official here?”

“Yes—that’s right. This is Cynthia, the esthetician Love tek and manager.

“Ah, you’re the manager, hey, I’m saying this because I’ve been here for the first time. What is this place doing?”

It’s embarrassing to ask a little bit, but I asked about the questions I’ve been thinking about so far, in response to the ever-growing question.

“Oh, it seems that you are a guest who came without knowing much about this place. I want you to experience it yourself. Please–I hope you have a nice day-“

Cynthia left with a bright smile after adding unanswerable answers saying it was a secret.

It is beautiful to see them smiling and walking around.

Hmm… Secret, normal place? Or a dangerous, shady shop? If you tell me what you are doing, it will be better, but on the contrary, suspicion only grows.

Take a numbered ticket, go to a bench and sit down.

I was annoyed by the needlessly smooth number tag.

It was a bit difficult to think that these elderly people who looked neatly aged came expecting such and such a service.

They say that men are men even when they get older, but it’s hard to imagine that the elderly show that kind of side.

Which one should I take, I sit on a bench and ponder.

As I continued to roam in my head with unanswered questions, a numbered ticket with my number already written on it was called.

Hand over the numbered ticket and sit at the reception desk.

She was a woman with blue hair and a short bob. It was a very striking blue color, but it was so natural that it was difficult to think of it as dyed hair, and it was a color that suited her. She was a woman with a cold impression, who seemed to be very strict with public affairs.

“Are you welcoming customer number 284? Please state your name and purpose of visit.

A while ago, I heard a businesslike voice in front of the door. She seems to have been that person. She was a person who seemed to be as cold and businesslike as her voice.

She is a clerk who is good at her work, just that kind of person.

“My name is Haeun. I came here today because I was invited by someone else… Haven’t you made a reservation?”

The short keyboard typing sound, the receptionist looked at the monitor for a while and said to me.

“Are you ‘Ha-eun’? It was confirmed that it was booked for 7pm on the same day. Is ‘Ha-eun’ who made the reservation for 7 p.M. On the same day correct?”

“Yes that’s right. I understand you have a reservation for today at 7:00.”

“Confirmed. Then, please submit documents to prove that you are ‘Haeun’.”

‘Document’… Oh, that’s it.

What comes to mind is the two pieces of paper that she was told to bring, written in her order…

Suddenly, I look at the clerk in front of me. Blue eyes, emotionless eyes as if he had no particular interest in me, he was just looking at me with a cold expression, wondering if he knew what the document was or not.

Hesitation and fear,

What comes to mind is a lot of people around here.

Could this really be such a dubious shop, or maybe a really ordinary one? A wholesome store with nothing to do with obscenities, and ordinary customers.

The naked blade of my pussy, clearly stamped, may be seen by people who may have nothing to do with it. I thought so.

Cautiously, someone pulls out two sheets of Bolsera from his handbag. I wonder if I was caught, my face turns red.

“Documents, here they are… “

I lowered my head as much as possible so that my voice would become as small as a mosquito, and my blushing face would not be revealed.

A woman unfolds a finely folded piece of paper. If possible, I wish to unfold it as concisely as possible so that the outer part of the paper does not come into the eyes of others, but there is no way I know what I am thinking, and it unfolds casually.

In that short time, the excitement that someone might have seen, in the meantime, I, a human being, get a little excited by that excitement again.

The clerk lady lightly glances at the paper held out with an expressionless expression. She checks the paper for a few seconds before turning it over to the next page.

“… “

Momentary stiffness.

The moment I turned the page, I saw the clerk’s movements stopped for a moment.

Definitely showed up

It’d be even weirder not being able to see it.

His expression, which showed no emotion, changed slightly. A look of blatant contempt.

Contempt flickers in his eyes as if he is looking at a dirty object.

I’m embarrassed. I thought I wanted to hide in a corner.

I cringe at the cold eyes. Her face turns redder with embarrassment.

“Hmm… It looks like you have a great guest. Well, I see. We will keep these documents at our store.”

After that, the receptionist got up from his seat and took out clothes from a locker-like place in the back.

It was a white three-folded suit, a white one that seemed strangely slightly translucent.

The white clothes, including the top and bottom, the receptionist held out the clothes to me. The same look of contempt, like looking at a dirty rag.

I accept the clothes that have been put out as it is. Contrary to its appearance, it was soft to the touch.

“Please change into those clothes and wait for a while.”

Perhaps because of his mood, his voice became colder than before. Chills at the change in attitude felt.

“Where is the changing room?”

It’s an obvious question, I ask because it doesn’t tell me what I need to know.

To my question, the clerk in front of me said with a still cold look.

“You can change here.”

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“Yes?”

Re-questioning to confirm whether or not you heard something wrong.

For a moment I thought I was hearing nonsense.

At my question, which contained many things, the woman in front of me sighed with a pitiful expression.

“Ha… “

The deep sigh, the look on the face, and the cold attitude make my heart beat without even realizing it.

“Now, right here, you can change into the same clothes as they are.”

He answered sparsely and sparsely so that even infants could easily understand.

Sure sentence.

I don’t want to hear it wrong, as if it’s not an illusion.

Definitely a wedge barker

I sighed over the words while holding up my clothes in dismay.

And understand the meaning of that word.

It wasn’t a particularly difficult word.

Very easy sentences with nothing not to understand.

I thought I could understand what the woman in front of me was saying.

So that

I looked around.