Walking from the forest to the city, then from the market district to the port, and now deep into the West Borough without a single rest, the fatigue finally caught up to me. My whole body was burning out.
On top of that, the sun blazed overhead like it had a personal grudge against me.
I was sweating buckets, and with every step, my body grew stickier and heavier. Not to mention, this body wasn't in great shape to begin with.
But more importantly, I suddenly realized how badly this had screwed up my brilliant plan of setting up the new ero-massage program!
This was supposed to be perfect. I had the massage skill inherited from the original Aiden's memory, and with the "Sensual Touch" skill on top of that, I was sure I could bring in plenty of customers and finish the main quest just in time.
But now?
If everyone's started avoiding my parlor like it's the plague, how am I supposed to get any customers?
Fuck! Who the hell started spreading this crap?
