CHAPTER 38: EXPLAINING LYRA WHY HE CHOOSE THIS PATH.

After Diana left to bring the milk in the pot, Susan looked at Fuyu’s blushing face and couldn’t help but think. "I’ve never seen him so embarrassed, even when doing something shameful. Is he blushing because he likes Diana? Hah... a young boy indeed," Susan thought with a faint smile before she entered the room, along with Fuyu, to meet Lyra, her playmate from a young age.

As Fuyu and Susan stepped inside, they saw a seductive MILF with the same features as Diana, but with more ample assets. Lyra was lying on the ground. When Susan called her name, she got up and spoke to Susan with a smile. Lyra had a typical MILF nature: a loving heart, kind personality, and a hot, desirable body.

"Oh, Susan... Who is this with you?" Lyra asked, narrowing her eyes slightly. Her vision had blurred a little, probably due to old age, so she couldn’t see distant objects clearly. Although she could tell it was a male with Susan, she wasn’t sure who it was.

"Susan, don’t tell me you found yourself a husband at this age; you sure are lucky," Lyra commented, a bit surprised.

"Huh... no, no, Lyra. I haven’t found another husband, nor am I in the mood to get remarried," Susan replied, coming closer to her friend.

"Oh, then who is this young man?" Lyra asked, her eyes focusing on Fuyu’s face.

"Don’t you remember Fuyu? Nula’s son," Susan said.

Their friendly talk continued for a few minutes, during which Fuyu remained still, completely ignored by the two women. It didn’t bother him much, as his focus was on Susan and Lyra, comparing their assets and beauty.

"It’s really a pity," Vasana, inside Fuyu’s body, commented.

"True, she doesn’t deserve this," Fuyu replied internally, having heard from Susan that Lyra’s vision was getting blurred with each passing day, likely due to her age.

"But seriously, she is even hotter than Aunt Susan. I’d really like to fuck her. Look at her thick thighs, man... that’s just fucking hot," Fuyu thought, his groin hardening as he imagined this red-headed beauty who was an older, more beautiful version of Diana. In Fuyu’s eyes, Lyra was even more beautiful than Susan. Although her body features were similar to Susan’s, for some reason, she felt more attractive and desirable. His eyes kept staring into the gap between her inner thighs. Although it was dark inside, one could imagine her beautiful white skin with a pink ’slit,’ like Susan’s. What made Lyra more beautiful than Susan were her hair and eyes; other than that, she had identical features to Susan, but Susan’s wider ’backside’ was more seductive, as Lyra didn’t have such wide hips, probably because she only had one child.

Fuyu was deep in his imagination, visualizing how he would grab this MILF from behind and ’plunge’ his ’member’ inside her wet ’folds’ until he planted his ’seed’ inside her with a powerful thrust, before lying on top of her sweaty, ’marshmallow’ body, sinking into the softness as her pink ’area’ dripped with his seed.

"What... what are you saying? Hey, boy, come here." Fuyu, who was lost in thought, snapped back to reality when he heard Lyra’s sudden voice calling him.

"What? Why did she suddenly call? Were they talking about me a few moments ago?" Fuyu thought as Lyra’s voice continued.

"What am I hearing, kid? You want to work as a business, and on top of that, you want to become a massage man for females?" Lyra’s mature voice continued as she looked at Fuyu. Fuyu walked towards her, and her words clarified his suspicion: Susan had just told Lyra about Fuyu’s wish to be a female masseur.

"Uhh... yes, that’s true, Aunt Lyra," Fuyu said politely. Surprisingly, he wasn’t feeling ashamed like before.

"Are you stupid, brat? Don’t you know doing such a low-level job isn’t a good thing for a young man like yourself? You are such a handsome and capable boy, and your father was a personal guard of the Village Chief. Don’t you think you should pursue something like that? It could increase your dignity, and those professions have more money than this. Although I’m not going to intervene much in your matter, let me tell you, you won’t get a wife if you do such lowly work," Lyra lectured Fuyu as he just listened to her words. He had already heard the same thing from many people at home, so it didn’t matter.

After hearing her words, Fuyu looked at Susan in confusion, and Susan looked at him with a smile, saying, "Sponsor..."

"I see," Fuyu nodded before saying, "No, Aunt Lyra, I don’t have any plans to get married in the future. I just genuinely want to help all the females who need stress, tension, and pain relief from their daily work. I decided to help others not for money, Aunt Lyra, but after seeing my mother so tired and worried all the time, I just want to help every woman I can to relieve their worry and tension with my skill. My massage technique is very effective for that. And by doing this ’low-level’ job, I would also show others that it’s not a bad thing to help a woman; she also needs help, just as a male does."

Fuyu said this, unprepared for what to say, so he just spoke whatever came to his mind. Susan’s and Lyra’s eyes widened when they heard him. They didn’t expect this answer—to help other women who get tired from working all day and need some relaxing time by massaging their tension away.

As females, they liked his kind and thoughtful intention, but it was still not a good thing for a male to do, especially a young, handsome, and strong man like him, who could literally do many other things in life besides this.

"Well, I hadn’t expected this from you, kid. But even though you wish to do a good thing for women, you should know you will be treated as a weak and feminine individual by other males if they learn about your thinking. So, I still suggest you change your mind and do something else. Females are already in this occupation; most women who need a massage and other help get it from other old females who are willing to do anything to survive. Instead of choosing them, why would anyone choose you to massage them?" Lyra asked.

Susan’s eyebrow raised as she thought, "Yes, there are already other old females who will do not only massages but also other household chores. So why would women choose him for this? This occupation has high competition, as poor, old females do this for a very low price. And even if Fuyu did manage to get anyone to massage, it definitely wouldn’t benefit him in the long term with such an extremely low price." Susan thought, waiting for Fuyu to answer. In her mind, one of two things would happen: either Fuyu would abandon this stupid wish of his to help every female, or he would still choose this path as she being his first Sponsoror. Regardless of what happened, Susan tried her best to make him understand not to take this job.

"Oh, you are asking me why other women would choose me? Well, let me be clear: of course, I am only going to massage females, males are not allowed. As for why, well, it’s because of their ego... Women have always been oppressed by males most of the time. They are already sick of the male ego; the male ego in this world is so great that they would rather die than touch a female’s feet, even for a fraction of a second. All of a sudden, if they get a masseur like me who can satisfy females not only by massaging but also by satisfying their female ego and anger, asserting domination on a male worker who is touching their feet and leg to massage them... this would genuinely make other women choose me, a handsome young man, for their massage rather than an old female. Since getting a male service from a young man is extremely rare in this world—not for massage and pleasure, but to satisfy their own ego—females are going to choose me instead of others, even if my prices are higher than others. And finally, my massaging skills are also genuinely good." Fuyu thought this, and a smile spread across his lips. His goals were very clear to him: being able to ’transcend’ was his primary goal, and the rest were just stepping stones. Humiliation meant nothing to him as long as it moved him toward his goal.

Fuyu had never been this clear about anything in his life, but after gaining knowledge from Vasana and seeing the practical effect of awakening his Nadia, he didn’t care much about other things. Enjoying the journey was just fun for him.

"It’s true, Aunt Lyra, it might be hard doing something like that, but Aunt, I believe in myself and my intentions. If intentions are good, then even Heaven has to support me," Fuyu said, these words coming from his mouth after learning about the upper realm from Vasana.