episode_0011

“Who is it?”

Standing at the door was a woman who looked completely drained from exhaustion.

She was holding a briefcase, dressed in a women’s suit and a form-fitting H-line skirt.

From the half-visible black stockings to the slightly heeled women’s shoes.

It was clear that she was a working professional.

And not just any working professional, but one who had been working overtime for days, if not months.

Her demeanor was visibly tense and on edge.

She seemed like the type who would slap you if you lightly poked her.

“Did you send a message here?”

She held out her phone.

The message I had sent was displayed on the screen.

“Is this really a gym? It says it’s possible to recover from fatigue, is that true?”

Fatigue recovery, metabolism promotion.

I had used the phrase recommended by the system.

Was that why she came? Really?

At this late hour?

“It is, but… isn’t it too late? It’s almost midnight.”

“Why does that matter?”

“Excuse me?”

“After work, it’s natural to exercise at the gym.”

“Oh, right…”

“Is it closed? Then come back next time.”

“No, no. Please come in.”

I quickly opened the door.

There was no reason to chase away a guest who had come all this way.

Wasn’t it a situation where we needed more customers, even if it was difficult?

“It’s… smaller than I thought.”

“Haha, yes. Oh, we haven’t been open for long. And we only take one customer at a time.”

“You only take one customer at a time?”

“Yes.”

“I see…”

She nodded as if she finally understood.

“Come this way.”

I offered her a chair.

She sat down, pursing her lips.

She leaned slightly to one side with one leg crossed.

She must have had quite the personality in her prime.

“Shall we start with a consultation before registration?”

“Sure.”

I faced the guest.

Rough skin, dark circles under her eyes, raised eyebrows, and deep lines between her brows.

A working professional full of anger and stress.

Even without the system, I could tell how exhausted she was.

[Hedyung]

[Member Level – 3]

[She is suspicious of you as a trainer.]

[She will not easily listen to you.]

[Convince her.]

[Concern 1 – Stress from work superiors and tasks, resulting in wrinkles]

[Concern 2 – Fatigue from excessive work, imbalanced nutrition]

[Concern 3 – Rough skin and stubborn dark circles]

[Recommended Exercise – The member’s level is too high.]

[Satisfaction: -15/100]

A complete disaster.

That was my immediate thought upon seeing her.

The sentences were full of signs of how overworked she was.

Wait, is that satisfaction in the negative?

Her satisfaction was -15.

She was a much more serious case than Miju.

“Why are you staring at me like that? What did you ask?”

Hedyung touched her face.

“Oh, nothing. It’s our store’s principle to assess the customer’s condition and provide appropriate treatment.”

“Oh, really? But don’t you usually measure things like body composition at the gym? I heard they have those there.”

“Yes, we don’t. We have our own methods.”

What could be the worry if they have a system better than body composition?

But it seemed like the guest wasn’t convinced.

[Satisfaction has dropped.]

Her satisfaction had dropped.

She seemed impatient.

“Then go ahead and tell me.”

Her tone was like she was evaluating me.

It slightly hurt my pride.

Her tone that scratched at people actually stimulated me.

Just a moment ago, just facing a woman was enough to make my body tremble, but now I was calm enough to handle her.

“Oh, I see. I think I can diagnose your problems once I take a look at you.”

I took a deep breath and spoke.

“You seem very tired, don’t you?”

“Of course. Every day is consumed by work.”

“Blood, exhausted with nowhere to relieve it, no matter how much sleep I get, every morning feels dreary, and even if I wake up with coffee, after a few hours, it’s the same, and then getting scolded by the boss makes me feel worse, and every day it’s overtime and company dinners….”

I created a story based on the worries I saw through the system.

The typical struggles of a working person.

There was a slight hesitation in my words, but just saying this was impressive enough.

“You must have had a hard time.”

Haedayeong’s eyes flickered.

How… she even whispered softly.

“Well, isn’t it obvious that I look tired at a glance?”

Although still aggressive, it wasn’t as hostile as before.

[Satisfaction has increased.]

This one line explained a lot.

She was convinced by my words.

Her confidence rose even more.

“Of course. But only I know how to solve this.”

“I can solve it?”

“Yes.”

I committed.

I just went ahead and said it.

Honestly, I didn’t know.

The system wasn’t telling me.

Because my level was insufficient.

But my pride wouldn’t allow me to just say I didn’t know.

I wanted to show Haedayeong, who seemed to be judging me, that I could do it.

I can do it.

“Wow….”

Haedayeong managed her expression as if nothing had happened, but the message that satisfaction had increased appeared again.

It worked.

“Would you like to try it once? I’ll provide the first session for free.”

“Fr-free?”

“Yes. If you’re not satisfied, you can cancel right away and leave.”

I didn’t even know where my confidence was coming from.

I just had the determination to see it through once I started.

It’ll work out somehow.

If it fails?

What’s the harm in losing one customer?

What’s the point of giving up just because the system doesn’t tell you?

“Um, okay.”

“Oh, the clothes are here. Just change into these and come.”

“Okay. Your service is great.”

Once again, the satisfaction level went up.

After Miju’s visit, I prepared a few more spare gym clothes.

My wallet felt lighter, but it was worth it.

‘I can’t make her wear Miju’s clothes.’

As Haedayeong went into the dressing room to change, I thought.

What should I do?

I’ve made a mess, but I need to think of a way to fix it.

What would be good?

How can I increase Haedayeong’s satisfaction?

Can I get rid of her fatigue?

Then it suddenly occurred to me.

An absurd plan.

Really absurd, but now that I have this system that makes this ordinary house a gym, maybe it’s possible.

It was that kind of plan.

‘Hypnosis.’

It often appears on TV, right?

Through hypnosis, mental pain and burdens are relieved, and everything is resolved with a refreshed expression.

Applying that.

If I can give her the perception that the exercise I’m learning now is removing her fatigue substances, maybe it’s possible.

It’s like the placebo effect.

“Is everything okay?”

I don’t know if it will work or not.

‘But it’s much better than doing nothing.’

I have to try something.

While exhaling a sigh, Haedayeong came out in gym clothes.

“Um, this seems a bit small in size?”

“Oh, really?”

When I turned my head to look, oh my.

The gym clothes were tightly hugging her body, revealing her voluptuous figure.

People often say that.

What goes in comes out.

Haedayeong had that kind of body.

There were some visible curves, but it was just the kind of flesh that any ordinary office worker would have.

“Oh, I-I’m sorry. But that’s the only size available.”

“Ah….”

[Satisfaction has decreased.]

As expected, satisfaction levels have dropped.

Satisfaction, that fickle creature.

“Nevertheless, since you’re all dressed up, let’s give it a try.”

“Are we starting right away?”

“Yes, since it’s the first day, we’ll take it easy.”

“Got it.”

I finished preparing for the workout after stretching with Haedayoung.

Although Haedayoung’s toned body caught my attention every time we stretched, that was a different story.

“Alright, let’s, let’s get started for real now.”

“Yes.”

“This exercise is good for fatigue recovery. It’s an exercise that helps remove the fatigue substances accumulated in Dayoung member’s body as the muscles move and generate energy.”

I couldn’t help but utter nonsense.

Exercise energy removes fatigue substances?

Who would believe such a thing? Normally, it would be considered nonsense that no one would believe.

But it was different in this gym.

When I was a trainer at this gym, the guests all moved and acted as if my words were law.

And they accepted it as common sense.

Could this be possible too?

And if the brain perceives it that way, wouldn’t it also affect the body?

That’s where the plan started from.

“Is there such an exercise?”

“Of course. It’s a method used by famous trainers. I guarantee it as a trainer.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes. Your perspective will change once you try it.”

Haedayoung’s eyes glazed over slightly.

A moment where her focus shifted.

I was confident that the plan was working perfectly.

“I see… I see.”

“Shall we try the best full-body exercise since you’re fatigued all over?”

“What is it?”

“Push-ups.”

“Ah, yes…”

Unlike just a moment ago when Haedayoung was cold, she obediently followed my instructions.

“Follow my signal and do the exercise. I’ll correct your form if it’s wrong.”

“Yes, understood.”

Haedayoung placed her hands on the floor.

Her large chest curved with gravity.

Her hips slightly protruded, forming a bulge.

“Keep your hips straight.”

I corrected her posture by pressing down on her hips.

She complied.

“Go down for one.”

“One.”

“Come up for two.”

“Two.”

She, like me, was lacking in exercise.

She struggled even with just one.

“Ugh!”

“Keep your form straight.”

I kept correcting Haedayoung’s body, which kept trying to deviate.

Bending arms, thighs trying to bend, I fixed them.

Even though I was subtly touching her, Haedayoung didn’t seem uncomfortable.

Rather, she took it as a matter of course.

“Trainer, this posture is too difficult…”

She groaned.

“But it’s necessary. We need to get rid of the fatigue. Remember the fatigue from yesterday, the memories of being scolded by your boss, and push harder!”

“Ugh!”

Haedayoung pushed her arms with all her might.

Her body trembled, and her chest and hips swayed like waves.

Wow.

I never knew a person’s chest could sway like that.

The violent chest hidden in the office suit was truly…

Impressive.

‘No, snap out of it.’

I exhaled and calmed my excited heart.

However.

It was inevitable that my gaze kept drifting to the chest dancing as if doing a dance workout.

I should buy sunglasses or something.

Struggling to tear my gaze away from her chest, my posture slightly faltered.

My precious balance was thrown off.

I helped Haedayoung with her exercise, trying to calm the inner demon that wanted to show off at all costs.

“Alright, just one more left!”

“Ugh!”

“Really, just one more!”

“Ugh!”

“One last one!”

“Ugh!”

“One more for the last one!”

“Trainer!”

Honestly, it was also a bit of revenge for scratching me earlier.

“Haah, haah.”

“You’re doing better than I thought.”

Sweat dripped from her body.

“Now that one set of push-ups is done. Let’s move on to the next.”

“Is there more?”

“Yes. This time, it’s jumping jacks.”

Heda-young, who was about to protest, quickly adjusted her posture.

Jumping.

“One, two, three! One!”

Following my signal, Heda-young jumped in place.

And in sync with her,

Her large chest also heaved up and down.

“One, two, three! Two!”

Jumping.

“One, two, three! Three!”

Heaving.

Back and forth. It was chaotic.

Absolutely not following her chest with my eyes.

Absolutely.

I had to keep trying to calm down Heda-young, who kept insisting on her point.

***

“Heuk, heuk.”

Heda-young gasped for breath.

Her high-prescription glasses slid down her nose due to sweat.

“How do you feel? Don’t you feel refreshed? It may be tough on the body, but it clears the mind.”

Handing her a towel and water, I asked.

“Hak, hak, wait, hak, a moment, hak, please……”

After drinking a lot of water, Heda-young opened her mouth.

“I feel refreshed. It’s like I wasn’t tired at all earlier.”

I felt it before she even answered.

Why?

Because the deep wrinkles between her eyebrows had smoothed out.

Heda-young’s expression had become much softer.

“Thank goodness. You’re seeing results.”

“Even though I’ve taken supplements before, I’ve never seen results like this….”

Heda-young muttered in amazement as she looked at her body.

But it’s still not enough.

[Satisfaction: 47/100]

[Revisit rate: Undetermined]

Because of the low satisfaction rate of only 47 and the unseen revisit rate.

We need something to make a breakthrough.

“In fact, there’s one more preparation for fatigue recovery. Would you like to try it?”

After a moment of contemplation, I said to Heda-young.

“What is it?”

“Facial massage.”