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「There are some who said that the one that sticks its head out of the ground tastes better than the angry-looking mushroom that curves up to the navel.」
Then the store auntie made a gesture of peeling off the skin and biting into the soft contents. At this moment, one of the questions I had been wondering about since my previous life was cleared up.
(So this is what that mushroom vs. bamboo shoot* dispute is all about?)
[*TL Note: Referring to a long debate between two Japanese snacks that has a mushroom and bamboo shoot shape.]
A conversation among the female staff members in the hot water heater room. Although they sounds like they were talking about snacks, they were actually talking about their preferences in men.
(No wonder I can’t understand.)
When I was asked which I liked better, I answered, 『Both are delicious』 and was met with a look that said, 『You don’t get it, do you?』.
If I had understood what they meant, a rumor that 『I was not into women because I like men』 would emerge instead.
(It’s a terrifying question that could reveal your sexual preference, but the same could be said for women.)
What popped into my mind was a petite, pretty, and talented female office worker who has just graduated from a commercial high school.
Judging from the fact that she was the hardest mushroom hardliner in the company, she must have a disposition that can only be satisfied with a 『towering, unrivaled, black iron mushroom』.
(It doesn’t fit her image at all wasn’t it?)
On the other hand, the leader of the bamboo shoot faction is a serious-looking office lady of a marriageable age. This one I can somewhat understand.
「Why don’t you go to a brothel and consult the concierge there?」
I was thinking about this when I heard the store auntie whispering to the young man, bringing me back to reality.
The young man has yet to reveal what even I can guess. His earlier question was like a confession to her.
(I’m sure there are female customers in this restaurant who are also bamboo shoot faction.)
As expected it would be impossible to say 『I’m actually the bamboo shoot-type』 in a table where there are other male customers.
The store auntie may not understand, but a man’s crotch is both a mushroom and a horn. Like goats, they use their horns to determine their rank and status.
(Hm? ….Then, was it also the same for women’s breasts?)
I somehow got it all to make sense in a strange way.
The young man who was pondering next to me, nodding to himself, seemed to have decided to switch up his plan and go to a brothel instead. After saying, 『that’s a wise choice』, the store auntie continued.
「You don’t have a brothel you’re familiar with, right? Wait a minute, I’ll write you a referral.」
Why a medical certificate? I thought, but I quickly understood. There are male customers in the lobby of a brothel.
(A lot of concierges are men, too, but they’re like doctors.)
If that’s the case, then the auntie must be the local doctor.
She wrote something on a piece of paper that looked like it was cut from a flyer, folded it into four pieces, wrote the name of the brothel on the front, and handed it to the young man.
The young man pulls out his wallet to give her a tip, but I stop him.
「A brothel would cost you more money. So this one’s on me.」
The young man’s eyes swim for a few moments, but he bows deeply and leaves the store. After seeing him off, I handed the auntie a coin for two cups of ale.
「What’s gotten into you? You’re being quite generous today.」
The lady said with a grin while putting coins in her pocket.
「Because I’ve heard and learned interesting things from our talk.」
It was my honest impression, but it seems she misunderstood something. “I’ll leave it at that”, the store auntie shrugged her shoulders with a know-it-all look on her face.
It was too much of a hassle to correct her, so I decided to ask her a question that popped up in my mind.
「I was wondering what women think about “quick men”?」
Since we’ve talked about 『Foreskin』 it’s natural to ask about 『Premature Ejaculation』 next. Since this is a good opportunity, I would like to hear her opinion about it.
「Well, not all of them are bad.」
I kind of expected it, but the auntie’s reply is different from the way the male side perceives it.
『A situation where the man didn’t leak a single drop of his load even after knocking down the woman several times.』
And not only one but all the other women in the room were sent to heaven one after another. This is the ideal situation for the men’s side.
I thought women would be happy as long as they’re satisfied, but she told me that that’s only a handful of them.
「There are times when they lose confidence in their containers. And they’re afraid they won’t be able to make their partner feels good.」
On the contrary, a man who persistently comes after her even though he let out his load right away after penetration. Some women find that charming, apparently.
(I get that.)
A better way to describe 『premature ejaculation』 would be 『sensitive』. And women with good sensitivity are highly attractive to men.
If we replace “man” with “woman,” then premature ejaculation is 『a man with good sensitivity』.
『A man must satisfy a woman.』
This pride that I also have might have been what turns 『quick』 into 『pathetic』.
The store auntie also agreed when I point it out loud. However, there are also women who take this man’s pride for granted.
「In fact, some of them sitting in this place right now. They’re women who come here just for the fun of being made feel good and getting paid for it.」
They are the so-called 『Tuna』.
「For example, that pair over there.」
When I casually moved my eyes to the box seat she pointed, I found two women that looked about the age of a college student. They had two young men sitting opposite them, and the four of them were having a lively conversation about whatever the topic of conversation was.
「If the men-side doesn’t have a problem with it, then it’s not a problem.」
However, the store auntie still believes that 『if they’re going to get paid, they need to make the other party feels good, not the other way around.』
This is a professional, or rather, a common attitude shared by women who work in brothels. The store auntie probably sat on the platform in a brothel somewhere in her younger days.
「I don’t know if I should say this, but…」
I look up at the clock hanging on the wall behind the store auntie and change the subject, deciding it’s time to go to the brothel to finish up before heading home.
「You often say and do something that would make the customers go to other places, aren’t you auntie?」
For example, the bamboo shoot-type young man we talk to earlier. I did pay the tip for him in the end, but he didn’t leave a single piece of copper in the store.
When I pointed this out to her, with a surprised look on her face, she shrugged her shoulders.
「I just want the people who won’t fit in the store to leave for their own good.」
The 『people who won’t fit』 in that context seem to be those male customers who don’t understand the risks and can’t overcome them themselves when things go bad.
When I replied, 『How very upright of you』, she countered, this time with an annoyed look on her face.
「It’s better for the store. Have you ever wondered why there aren’t many stores like this?」
I never did, so I thought about it. But the store auntie was quicker and give me the answer.
「Because if there are too many problems piled up, the guards will come knocking on the door.」
Since it’s a problem between customers, the store has nothing to do with it. Even if you insist so, it won’t go through them, who are in a bad mood because their workload has increased, apparently.
「While similar shops are opening, they’re going to crush the store that causes them a lot of trouble.」
If they close them all down, another will emerge behind the scenes. But this way, only the best stores that don’t add too many troubles for them will survive.
「I really don’t know anything about the way this world works, do I?」
I think to myself and sighed heavily.
「If someone as young as you know everything, what would have become of us?」
She encourages me with a smile, saying, “It’s just the beginning for you”.
I am already over 30 years old, but it makes me happy to hear her say I am young. I thanked her and went out into the busy but not very bright alley.