The Heavenly Demon Gives a Massage - The Heavenly Demon Gives a Massage chapter 209

“Please wait here for a moment.”

“thank you!”

After exchanging greetings one last time.

When the guide staff closed the door and went outside, Denver Jeong sat on the bed and looked around lightly.

“Honestly, when I was walking down the hallway, I thought the room would be a bit small… It is wider than expected. it is not so?”

Denver Jung, who was looking around the room, looked back and asked insinuatingly. There stood a staff member holding an action camera and filming this side.

“Iknow, right. Even with the two of them in, it doesn’t feel that small.”

Of course, it is very difficult to film yourself receiving a massage.

Because of this, originally, it is a rule that only one person enter each room, but it is Denver that has been separately asked for permission for filming. He continued to look around and put his impressions in his mouth as if he were reviewing them.

“I haven’t been to many massage parlors… Very clean and well equipped. The interior has a refined feel, and there is not a speck of dust in every nook and cranny like this.”

“Is it because of the air purifier?”

“air cleaner? Wow… That’s right. Guys, everyone who knows this will know, but this is a pretty expensive one among air purifiers. You paid a lot of attention.”

And most of those impressions were compliments.

Of course, if you have to ask for permission and come to filming, you will hear good things rather than bad things.

“Looking at it earlier, there were a lot of rooms in the hallway… Did you decorate everything like this?”

However, at least today, there was no exaggeration or empty words. Literally, I was just genuinely admiring the appearance that was unexpected and exceeded my expectations.

“Did only the premium courses do this?”

“I looked up some of the photos posted on social media, and overall it felt like this.”

“okay? hey… Wouldn’t it be nice to just sleep here? Shall I talk to you later? Can I go to sleep?”

Meanwhile, around the time when such stories had been going on for a long time.

“Good for you.”

Suddenly, the door opened and someone appeared and intervened in the conversation between the two.

“I’m sure you’ll go to sleep in a little while.”

It was none other than Kang Tae-han.

* * *

“Ah, sir! Thank you for your time.”

“Thank you for coming.”

Denver Jeong bows her head slightly and gives thanks.

Kang Tae-han received the greeting and, as usual, took a sneak peek at Denver-jung’s physical condition.

‘Hmm… Are there any big problems after all?’

A bond that I learned while helping someone who collapsed in a sauna.

However, at the time, it wasn’t that he collapsed because something was wrong with his body, he simply suffered from dehydration and exhaustion from staying in the sauna for too long.

Rather, the body itself belongs to the strong side.

And that happened relatively recently, and now, not long after that, unless there was an accident, of course there was no big problem.

Of course, that doesn’t mean there’s nothing wrong.

However, it meant that action had to be taken immediately, or that there was no way to take action unless it was Kang Tae-han.

‘Well, that won’t be a problem though.’

But it’s a story that doesn’t matter.

If only such people had come to visit in the first place, this place would have been the Cheonma Emergency Room, not the Cheonma Massage.

Massage is the act of making the other person feel comfortable.

Some people come here because they are sick, but most of them just come to relieve the fatigue accumulated in their bodies.

“Shall we take a look at your back?”

‘Ah yes. Teacher.”

When Kang Tae-han approached and spoke, Denver-jeong immediately turned over and answered. A camera filming the series of processes from a few steps behind. In front of him, Kang Tae-han slowly put his hand on Denver-jung’s back.

‘Hmm… … .’

It has already been confirmed that there are no major problems overall.

However, it is not possible to draw complete conclusions from it. Because there are things that can only be known by contacting them directly to let go of their feelings and confirming them.

“How are you, sir?”

In the meantime, Denver Jung, who was lying on his stomach, asked a question with his face buried in the pillow. It was a voice brimming with anticipation.

That’s why the anticipation was buried.

According to the story I saw on social media, the director of Cheonma Massage seemed to be able to match the symptoms and habits of the other person by simply putting his hand on the body.

According to some people, it is to the point where you may mistakenly believe that you have come to a fortune teller’s house rather than a massage parlour. Of course, I didn’t believe the rumors straight away, but it was a story that I couldn’t help but be curious.

“There is no big problem. Do you exercise regularly?”

“Well. That’s right. I guess it’s because I’m a health whattuber.”

Denver Jung’s voice as he answered showed a hint of disappointment. Compared to his expectations, a story came out that was so normal that one could have guessed just by hearing about his job.

However, that disappointment was a premature conclusion.

“but… I have suffered a major injury to my left hip. The injury seems to have been overcome, but the psychological horror lasts. Is this the wrong way to exercise?”

At one point, Kang Tae-han’s voice subtly changed, and even the way he spoke naturally changed. A heavy feeling of pressure that is hard to explain took hold of the atmosphere.

“… Yes?”

“Even if you do the same exercise, isn’t the amount of exercise slightly different for the left and right sides? I can’t help it. If the left waist is strained, the body has no choice but to shrink.”

“uh… Yes. Yes, but… … .”

However, Denver Jung did not show any reaction to Kang Tae-han’s changed tone. I just put a embarrassed voice in my mouth with a dumb expression.

‘How do you know that?’

As the saying goes, Denver Jung suffered a back injury. When he had just returned to Korea and served as a special forces soldier, he had been seriously injured by rolling off a cliff while hiking.

There was a rock at the bottom of the cliff, and, of course, the left waist was stamped there.

Did the doctor say that if it had been a little more to the right, the spine would have been shattered? Fortunately, it was fortunate, but for almost a year, I couldn’t use my left side properly because of back pain and aftereffects.

It’s been ten years since then.

The injury was overcome immediately through steady rehabilitation training and exercise, but the pain of that time was still in my memory and was subtly affecting my physical activities.

If possible, put the balance of the body on the right side, use the right leg even when it is convenient to use the left leg, use a little more power on the right hand even when bench pressing… … .

However, that is a subtle difference that only you know.

It’s hard to know unless you observe it really closely or take a medical picture, so to speak, it’s just a lifestyle.

It’s a story that has never been told anywhere in the first place.

If I had to pick people I knew, there were only a few people I had served in the military with and a few really close friends, and the latter were all friends in the US.

But how did this man find out?

Even his hand had been pressed gently on his back from the beginning until now. This means that he has never even looked at his waist, let alone looked at it.

‘Are you saying you’re a real fortune teller… … .’

Satisfaction comes when expectations are met, and admiration comes when expectations are exceeded. However, when it exceeds a certain level, it becomes rather embarrassing.

However, in the midst of this, Kang Tae-han’s diagnosis continued.

“Looks like you’re not getting enough sleep. At best, this is enough… About four hours a day? Even that is irregular.”

“No, that’s right. It took a while to edit the video these days… … .”

“But shouldn’t you take enough rest? It seems like there are a lot of things that you do to exercise late at night and overuse your body.”

Small, yet specific details.

And all of them are extremely personal information. Denver Jung raised her head involuntarily and looked at the staff standing behind her. It was a glance that asked if he had tipped me off in advance without his knowledge.

And the staff whose eyes met just shook their heads.

Apparently, he was also surprised by the current situation. At this point, even a live broadcast was at a level where suspicion of manipulation could arise.

“Well, lifestyle is not something I can change… I think the left-right balance can help a bit. would you?”

“… Yes. I would like to ask you a favor.”

In such a situation, Kang Tae-han asks insinuatingly.

Denver Jung nodded slowly, still with a dumbfounded expression, then removed her hands from her back and placed them on both sides of her waist.

“Ah, is it better to take it easy or go a little more properly?”

“Yeah, of course… … .”

For a moment, what I had just said came to Denver Jung’s mind. ‘I’m going to receive it anyway, sure and hard.’

Those words were never empty words or bravado. Normally, I would have chosen the latter without a second thought. Wouldn’t that have a better effect?

But why?

A visceral fear stopped his tongue. A cold feeling gripped his spine and shook him. However… … .

“… It’s better to get what you get right.”

The moment he saw the camera behind him, his rationality overcame his instincts. Now, he didn’t just come to get a massage, he came to shoot.

He has his own image, and it is inevitable that the video will come out more interesting if he receives it hard rather than taking it lightly. Viewers will expect that too.

“great. It should come out like that.”

Taehan Kang nodded.

And the hand holding her waist moved right away.

What was the action that followed?

Rather than kneading a person’s body, it seemed closer to the concept of putting something twisted back together. At least that’s how it looked in the eyes of the camera crew watching it.

Wooded Deuk.

And in the stillness, the sound of bones resounded.

The sound that resonated from his back, as thick as a log, was so heavy and loud that it could not be compared to the sound that came from his slender finger bones.

And exactly one second after that.

The man, who had been quietly burying his face in the pillow, threw his head back and let out a choking scream.

* * *

“Oh, are you done?”

When Kang Tae-han entered the break room after the massage, Director Hwang, who was sitting on the sofa, waved and greeted him. Kang Tae-han smiled and sat across from him.

“Yes. For now.”

“Who is that What Tuber?”

“You are sleeping in your room.”

Kang Tae-han pointed to the hallway and said in a voice, “Isn’t it obvious?” Director Hwang sneakily covered the notebook he was looking at and asked a question with a curious face.

“So, how was it?”

“What?”

“I mean shooting. Didn’t you say you were filming today?”

“Did you?”

Chief Hwang’s appearance shows interest enough to make him look a little excited. However, Kang Tae-han, who came out after filming, looked nothing different from usual.

Seeing that, Chief Hwang let out a laugh and opened his mouth while leaning back against the backrest.

“I hear people get a little nervous and excited when they first stand in front of a camera, but Taehan-san is always the same.”

“Hey what… Filming is their job, and I just went for a massage.”

The job of a masseuse is simply to give a massage.

That’s it. In response to that simple answer, Chief Hwang shook his head from side to side while sighing lightly.

As expected, this guy appeared to be in his twenties, but it was clear that he had lived there for several decades. With that thought in mind, Chief Hwang crossed his arms.

“But I was a little surprised.”

“Admiration? something.”

“That What Tuber.”

Kang Tae-han opened his mouth slowly, recalling what had just happened.

“What is that, reaction? Anyway, you did it very realistically. After all, pros are different, I thought.”

“Reaction? What was your reaction?”

“Every time I do a massage, I move my body while making a fuss, and it looks like it really hurts. I think you did that for the fun of the video.”

Vivid reactions that popped out every time I pressed it here and there. From Kang Tae-han’s point of view, there was no such thing as too painful, so it seemed like an act just for fun.

“… I don’t think that was a reaction.”

Meanwhile, Director Hwang, who had been silent for a while after hearing the story. He spoke the sad truth in a low voice.