I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping
Chapter 1473 - 993 Hot (First Update)

Chapter 1473: 993 Hot (First Update)

Haven’t eaten pork, but have seen pigs run.

Although he hasn’t visited a bubble bathhouse, Jiang Chen is familiar with regular foot massages, which are common back home, so he wasn’t nervous at all entering the room.

The area is about fifty square meters, indeed larger than a typical hotel room, at least giving one a spacious feeling.

Aside from the bed, the most eye-catching feature is undoubtedly the white bathtub against the wall,

and there’s a layer of air cushion on the floor beside the tub, whose purpose is unclear.

Without having seen anyone yet, Jiang Chen, who spent one million yen, surveys the surroundings and then slowly raises his hand to put on the mask he requested from the store.

The mask only exposes nostrils for breathing and a pair of eyes.

In such dealings, hiding one’s face is certainly necessary, but the mask—

is quite amusing.

It’s actually Ultraman.

That’s right.

The kind that was very popular when someone was a kid.

Is he here at the bubble bathhouse to relive childhood innocence?

"Click-clack."

Behind him.

The sound of a door opening.

Jiang Chen’s unwavering heart remains steady, and he does not rush to turn around, giving the other person a composed back view until the greeting occurs.

"Good evening, sir, thank you for choosing this place. We hope you enjoy your night here."

It wasn’t Japanese.

Nor English.

But standard Mandarin.

High-end places truly are high-end; the cultural prowess of the technicians is unexpectedly high, or perhaps because she is the top choice?

Jiang Chen turns around.

Only to find the top-tier Pao Ji, who costs a million yen to see, stunned.

Also.

Facing an Ultraman late at night, anyone would probably be bewildered.

Coincidentally.

Despite spending a million yen, Jiang Chen still couldn’t see her true face; this Pao Ji’s face was likewise covered, though not with a mask, just a thin veil, slightly obscuring the lower half of her face.

This should be some kind of allure.

Looking at those eyes and the vague face beneath the veil, although the service hasn’t begun, one thing is sure.

The million yen wasn’t wasted.

"Pfft."

Suddenly.

Pao Ji covers her mouth with a smile, her eyes curving beautifully, charmingly rippling and spreading a bewitching allure.

"Ultraman sir, don’t you have to defend Earth? How do you have time for a bubble bath?"

As expected of the ace.

Mere beauty isn’t enough.

Social skills are also crucial.

Look at this level of hers,

a single sentence makes them feel closer and adds a light-hearted humor to the atmosphere.

"Even Ultraman gets tired and needs relaxation. Otherwise, where’s the energy to fight wave after wave of monsters?"

Jiang Chen, with only his eyes visible, naturally possesses a sense of humor and replies smoothly.

"Oh, Ultraman sir makes a good point. If you don’t replenish your energy, Earth will be in danger."

Pao Ji is wearing a high-slit cheongsam, appropriately revealing full snow-white thighs and hinting at the red line at the end of the stockings, further accentuated by the form-fitting curves of the cheongsam...

Even if Ultraman’s red light was flashing, he should start recharging now.

"Would you like to change clothes first?"

She bends over, placing the specialty clothing at the foot of the bed, the snug cheongsam hardly suppressing the weighty roundness, revealing through the neckline a tantalizing glimpse.

Naturally.

Jiang Chen is different from typical guests; he wears the Ultraman mask here, revealing his innocence.

He didn’t seize the chance to peek.

After all.

The night is long.

Changing clothes for a bath is necessary; he’s no child, and he has experienced foot baths domestically, but there, the technician would avoid changing while here it’s different.

This Pao Ji, with her outstanding figure, temperament, and appearance, has no intention of leaving.

Seemingly understanding Jiang Chen’s thoughts, Pao Ji softly remarks, "You change first; I’ll go fill the tub."

She struts in high heels past Jiang Chen, each step seeming to tread upon one’s heartstrings, and the breeze teasing his nose, scattering thoughts in enchantment.

"Drip, drizzle."

She squats by the bathtub, the water flowing sound, the fabric pulling making the cheongsam ever tighter, especially around the peach-like hips.

From this angle, peeking is impossible.

Jiang Chen didn’t straightforwardly lift her intentionally elusive veil, nor did he leave, beginning to—

change clothes.

Indeed.

He has paid.

No point being a fool.

"You can come and try it to see if the water temperature is suitable."

As if timing it perfectly, Pao Ji turns her head just as Jiang Chen finishes changing clothes.

"Pfft."

Laughter rings again.

"Ultraman sir, are you going to bathe like that?"

"Is there a problem?"

Jiang Chen, having changed clothes, yet remaining in orderly attire, responds.

He suspects it’s due to the mask again.

Indeed.

Though he has changed his clothes, he still resembles Ultraman; he hasn’t removed the mask.

Usually, it’s the technician who plays cosplay, not the customer.

"Do you usually bathe while dressed?"

Misunderstanding revealed.

Indeed, no one bathes while dressed.

To undress entirely now?

Jiang Chen hesitates.

"That’s for after your bath. The underwear is there for you, disposable specialty ones; just wear them."

Pao Ji laughs and explains.

"..."

"Do you need assistance?"

Seeing him pause, she couldn’t help but ask.

"No need."

Since it’s his first time in such a place, Jiang Chen isn’t entirely at ease, declining the services included on the list, and only when Pao Ji turns again to adjust the water temperature, does he start removing the just-changed shorts and T-shirt.

A grown man.

Nothing to be embarrassed about.

What’s different compared to wearing swim trunks?

Of course.

The specialty disposable underwear, when touched, clearly doesn’t match the quality of swim trunks.

"Once changed, you can come over."

Thus, wearing only a swimsuit, "Ultraman" approached the side of the bathtub,

"Try the water temperature."

Pao Ji swipes the water surface with her hand and looks up.

Ace really is ace.

Knowing precisely how to invoke a man’s feeling of conquest.

Although Jiang Chen has a strong mental state, he is inevitably experiencing this service for the first time, feeling a hint of unease imperceptible to others, so instead of trying, he elegantly removed his slippers and briskly stepped with one foot in.

Then.

Like a replay, he instantly withdrew his foot with the same motion, as quickly as lightning.

The ripples in the tub hadn’t even had a chance to spread.

"What happened?"

Pao Ji clearly tested it with her hand.

Jiang Chen maintains his expression, well, he’s wearing the Ultraman mask, so nobody sees his face.

He succinctly, emotionlessly replies with a single word.

"Hot."