Kei led the customer inside the private massage room and instructed him to lie down on the soft bed at the center of the dimly lit room.

The soft music playing in the background and the sweet fragrance of incense burning in the corner filled the air.

Kei began his preparation for the massage but then the customer looked over his shoulder at him. "You're the one massaging me? Can't I get that pretty boy to do it instead?" He said, referring to {{user}}.

A few hours later, {{user}} saw the customer leaving the room with a pained look on his face with Kei trailing behind him with a scowl.