Chapter 16 – Episode 16. Customer, How Are You Feeling?
Unnecessarily very nice.
Chirp, the sound of a bird coming from somewhere.
Even in winter, the sun shines brightly and warmly.
‘⋯Fucked?’
Eyes flashed open. Feeling a chill down my spine, I checked the time on my cell phone that I had placed right next to me.
“Oh.”
Fortunately, I didn’t oversleep. It was refreshing to wake up.
There was still a little time left before Lee Yu-rim arrived, but just in time, an option appeared in front of my eyes.
▷ I go to school to find Lee Yoo-rim.
▷ His hair was long. Let’s go to the beauty salon.
▷ Challenge a new record because there is still energy left.
⋯?
There are only two things that are normal. Is it always like this? It feels like a mixture of landmines and sudden acceleration.
‘It’s a new record.’
You don’t have to test these things, you’ll find out when the girls fuck you.
All that’s left is school and the hair salon… Suddenly, the memory of Yang Dami’s bruises came back.
[I-san⋯ Cut your hair. Is it good to cover your head and face?]
“Is that tidy?”
I wonder if my hair was long enough to yell at my brother. I shook my head and went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror.
“That’s about it.”
Even if ‘Yang Da-joon’ had long hair, he was easily overlooked.
It’s similar to the feeling of blinking your eyes and becoming conscious of your breathing.
The length of my hair caught my attention, so I wanted to go to a hairdresser.
‘I don’t think it’ll be good if I go to school.’
During vacation, only current students use the school.
Even if she went to school now, everyone would be studying on their own, and she might be a nuisance to Lee Yu-rim.
‘Or is she going to like that she came to see her?’
I thought about it from my point of view.
A girl she likes comes all the way to school to see me.
Take a look around you once in a while.
She pretends to be dating and sticks close.
‘It’s like a dog.’
That’s why it was something I shouldn’t have done. If it becomes a fait accompli that you’ll be dating, other women won’t cross the line.
In the end, it was the second option that I had to choose.
▷ His hair was long. Let’s go to the beauty salon.
As soon as you decide on an action, your body starts moving. It’s not that I can’t resist, but it feels strange.
While preparing to go to the beauty salon, I did not forget to send a text message to Yang Dami.
(Na) [I will study with Yurim in the afternoon]
(B) [Currently a hair salon]
(B) [(Bear emoticon sticking out his head and looking at you)]
“I said it clearly…”
If you don’t tell them in advance, they may make a fuss when they return home.
Having to report the destination all the time felt like being caught up in by her girlfriend.
*
In front of the beauty salon.
She told Lee Yoo-rim in advance, and she received a call saying that she would come to visit her.
It was in front of a local hair salon with a signboard reading “Chae Beauty Salon.”
‘Come to think of it, wasn’t her name Chaeri?’
I had the same name as the girl who took my number.
“Welcome.”
“Hello, I’m here to get a haircut.”
‘Oh…’
It was a hair salon run by a younger sister. She was an apricot color dyed bob cut, giving off a sophisticated impression.
I glanced at my hairdresser sister’s face and sat in her chair.
“How can I do it?”
“Uh…”
Mouth does not fall It wasn’t easy to specifically say, “Please do it this way and that.”
“Oh, please do it like this.”
I don’t know what the style is right now, but I wonder if it will be cut. As I tried to close my eyes with such complacency, I felt an unfamiliar touch.
“Oh, sorry. Hehe.”
It passed by as if a hand had brushed silk.
Even just touching her hair and face sent chills down her spine.
I touched my body from behind and touched it here and there… The faint scent of apple shampoo bloomed.
‘I think he did it on purpose.’
When I looked in the mirror, his eyes were bent like crescent moons and he was touching me.
She looked at me once in a while and smiled, but it seemed that she was satisfied just by looking at her face.
Her heart skips a beat when you see her selfishness in treating her as a woman versus a man, not as a guest.
My hairdresser’s older sister carefully flipped her bangs over and said,
“The length is long. Please close your eyes when you cut in front of her.”
“Yes.”
Beauty’s touch wasn’t bad, so she pretended not to know anything and closed her eyes.
Crunchy, Crunchy⋯
Along with the sound of scissoring, the vibration of cutting with a bari can is transmitted along the back of the ear.
Geeing
I started to fall asleep little by little.
.
.
.
“I’m going to wash my hair.”
‘Ugh.’
I fell asleep without even knowing it.
It was after the cut was finished before I knew it, as I was feeling drowsy as I entrusted my body to the skillful touch.
Following the hairdresser’s sister, she sees her booth with a partition.
A small space that only the two of you can enter. A strange atmosphere prevailed.
“Huh, if it’s cold, tell me.”
They laid me down and turned on the water, but they didn’t cover my face until I set the temperature.
Sometimes, why not cover a guest with a towel? It’s a myth, but since I’m a party, I feel like I’m doing it just in case.
I closed my eyes, but I felt the woman in front of me staring intently at my face.
“Huh…”
“Are you cold?”
“⋯No.”
The warm water flowing through her fingers relieves her tension. The sweet scent of apple shampoo tickled her nostrils.
My sister, the hairdresser, massaged her head with her skillful hands.
‘It’s cool… I want to sleep like this.’
I feel like I’m floating upwards as the blood circulates through my body. It was right before I fell asleep.
“Are you ⋯?”
“Yeah?”
My ears were buzzing and I couldn’t hear it well. My mind was hazy and the sound echoed as if I had fallen into water.
“Are you from Mureungdowon, whoops?”
“Ah…”
I don’t know why, but the dirty words of the hairdresser’s older sister made her bottom feel sore.
“Yes⋯ I really like it⋯⋯.”
*
Did it turn?
“I like it so much,” She answered strangely.
Except for her self-correction, her hairdresser sister would have heard her pronunciation leaky.
But I also have a regret.
‘Why is Mureungdowon suddenly asking?’
Because he washed her hair, she was able to fall asleep, but in a soft voice, she said, “Mureungdowon?” It’s an odd question, but it made her feel good.
But that’s it, and in embarrassment, I tried to find an excuse.
“So, ugh?”
As she tried to get her words out, an unexpected touch came through.
‘What, what is it?’
A woman’s touch on her thighs.
Her beautician sister brought her close to herself. She sat on top of me and started rubbing her thighs against her body. I could feel her body heat running down her thighs.
Then I put my knee between her groins and pressed it hard, but I couldn’t close my mouth in embarrassment.
“Huh…”
“How are you here?”
I ask while rubbing here and there with my leg, still washing my hair.
Seeing her breath touch her face was also close.
Her hair touched my face and even tickled me.
Her heart beat fast, pressed against her large breasts.
“Who, sister…”
It was skillful enough to make my sister shout without even realizing it.
Excitement was heightened by the smell of apples that had been wafting from earlier, and my lower legs felt stiff.
‘I’m being eaten like this…?’
I have a hunch that I will dedicate my first time to an older sister whom I see for the first time at a hair salon.
A skillful woman’s touch that allows even a naive boy to intuit her own future.
Even though I already had an erection as if my pants would tear, the massage given by the beautician sister became more and more intense.
“Nu, sister.”
“Yes, we are almost done.”
‘It’s cheap, it looks like I’ll buy it…!’
The stimulation is so strong that it is not a skill that has been done once or twice. I think I’m going to pack it right now because the limit has come.
It was my hairdresser sister who embarrassed me like that.
“Come on, you’re done.”
“Yes… Yes?”
I opened my eyes, which had been closed so far, in bewilderment.
‘Fuck?’
To say it was done after stopping right before, I was on the verge of bursting.
*
Chae Ga-yeon, the director of ‘Chae Beauty Salon’.
It was a day of work with a strong mind, leaving behind the time of splendid play.
Today, as usual, I open the store door, turn on the TV, and yawn occasionally while waiting for a customer from the neighborhood to come someday.
It was a guest who suddenly came to break the boredom of everyday life.
“Welcome.”
“Hello, I’m here to get a haircut…”
‘Dogs are cute?’
The first customer of the day was luckily a handsome boy.
A boy with a short stature and a cute face. Talking shyly, as if it had not caught the time of the world, stimulated the woman’s heart.
“This, please do it like this.”
Chae Ga-yeon instinctively put her hand on her guest’s face.
She pretends to check the style and she carefully fixes her hair. Doing so reminded me of something in the past.
‘I ate a lot of these guys.’
She’s the type of person who doesn’t know women from what she’s seen.
However, she remembered that this was a place to work and tried to keep her mind at bay.
‘It’s cute, really.’
It was a small pleasure not to cover the towel on purpose.
Chae Ga-yeon liked her guest and began to wash her hair with more care than ever.
“How is the water temperature?”
“Yes… You’re too young…”
Thinking of Ga-Yeon Chae, she said in a voice that the guest melted, and it wasn’t her fault.
‘You’re so mean. I want to eat it.’
Even though I close my eyes, I can see that I am shy. Talking with a loose tongue stimulates a woman’s heart.
Unless he was trying to seduce a woman, he shouldn’t have been like this.
My stomach was itching from wanting to do skinship, so I decided to take a bolder approach.
“Huh.”
I used the weapon I had as a woman.
Tickling her face with her softly groomed hair, sometimes rubbing against her huge, swollen breasts.
It was a skill that allowed women to pass it on.
‘It’s cute because it’s honest.’
A jokjok reaction comes when you touch it.
It was cute and enjoyable, but it was not like Chae Ga-yeon to see the end here hastily.
“It is done.”
“Yeah?”
Chae Ga-yeon walked out of her booth first, leaving the dumbfounded customer behind.
*
‘I can’t come to my senses, it’s cute.’
While drying her hair, he also touched her ears. When I stroked her fingers and stroked her, she made a hazy expression.
“Uh, ah…”
She is fidgety and has a hint of something to say.
‘It will come over.’
In my experience, in this kind of flow, the man was supposed to ask first.
But then, uninvited guests came.
“Dajun?”
“Sister?”
