Published at 22nd of January 2024 4:51 pm

Chapter 363 Part 1

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On a back street of the royal capital’s red-light district, lined with low-class brothels, there is a large, old-fashioned brick building reminiscent of a warehouse.

However, despite its appearance, this is also a brothel. It is what I call the 『End of the century brothel』 run by 『The Revolutioner of the Industry』.

「You look so stiff, I’ll help you loosen up, so please relax your body.」

I say as I hug the town girl handing out flyers from behind and squeeze both of her breasts.

Inside the brothel is a stage that resembles a movie set in the royal capital in the daytime. The women who are passing by are the brothel workers and the men are customers.

『Doing whatever you want inside the city.』

This wish became the foundation of the store. Hence, the customers, who have paid a time-limited admission fee, either assault every woman they see, or enjoy snacking on women as they stroll by.

「Yes, like that, just leave your body to me. Still… what a persistent stiffness you have here.」

And I am the latter.

Approaching this woman wearing a thin sweater and long skirt from behind, I unhooked her bra with one action, then inserted my hands through the hem of her sweater and grabbed her bare twin hills.

The slightly dramatic resistance and scream promised by the store were turned into something sweet by my technique.

(I don’t mean to brag, but I’ve gotten better at massaging.)

Before, it only stimulated the shiny parts visible by my magic eye, but it’s different now. Like a symphony, the idea is to suppress the early phase and build up the climax all at once.

「What is it so suddenly? Please stay still and don’t move around too much.」

I calmly spoke to the town girl handing out flyers from behind.

『After kneading it thoroughly with the palms of my hands, I pinched the toppings on both breasts, which have become stiff and hard, rubbing them in a single rotation.』

When I did this, her abdominal muscles rippled and she began to roar like a beast. This is only my guess but, it’s probably because she had reached heights she had never experienced before. Moreover, only with her chest.

(Let’s go find one more.)

I let go of the city girl who had fallen to the cobblestone-patterned mat and looked up at the clock on the wall, then looked around.

I saw another woman’s back figure walking nearby, so I jumped on her from behind and unbuttoned her shirt, forcing her bare breasts to expose themselves.

It’s a different approach from the previous girl because there was no hook on her back.

『After delivering potions to the merchant guild, I had lunch at a food stall in the central square and decided to go play at a brothel. After leaving the store, I wandered around the red-light district and had tea at an outdoor café along the street. I was feeling aroused by the sight of women passing by, so I went to the End of the Century brothel.』

This is how I have been spending my time so far today, as I have no work as the merchant guild Knight today. After this, I plan to take a walk in the red-light district again, grab some dinner, and then head to a high-class brothel.

Incidentally, the reason I’m going to a high-class brothel is because I want to invite the Chest-hair gentleman to join me in ambushing the Panty-less Troupe.

『High-class brothels are where women from noble houses do their bridal training.』

It’s not a lecture in a classroom, but a sleep study called on-the-job training. Women of upper-class origin are the Chest-haired gentleman’s preference, so there is a high probability that I’ll meet him there.

『Don’t you ever get tired of going to brothels so many times a day?』

There might be some who have such a question. It’s something I’ve learned after doing it, but in my case, I never got tired of it.

If I had to look for something similar, I would say it’s like eating, sleeping, and excreting. Even if you eat a full meal, you will be hungry again after half a day, and even if you sleep until you feel sick of it, you will be sleepy after a whole day.

『I’m bored of it, so I’m not going to pee anymore.』

It doesn’t work that way, and if you let it accumulates, you won’t be able to just stand still.

(Hee… she only feels good if it’s a little painful, huh?)

I started playing with Bob-haired career woman’s breasts, but when I was gently fiddling with the tip, the color temperature visible to my magic eyes only rose to orange. So I tried to do it a little stronger and the color temperature finally went up to yellow.

(Still… the range of what feels good for her is very narrow.)

If I do it too strongly, it will plummet straight to red, skipping orange. Then, if I stop pulling, it stays at orange, as if it doesn’t feel good enough.

(If it’s voluntary, we could expand the range.)

A practice partner with a certain degree of difficulty is preferable. After a little deliberation, I decided to use gentle strokes as the basis, with occasional stronger strokes to guide her to say 「Make it more painful!」, and do as she wished.

(Now!)

As soon as the tips of both breasts bulge out to the point that they could burst out, I pinched and pulled them so hard that she started to scream. When it glows yellow, I go back to gentle strokes and repeat the process from the beginning.

My aim was right and it no longer plummeted down right to a red color as it had earlier.

(Yes, yes, I know, you want it to stop, right?)

The career woman urges me by wiggling her butt from side to side, but I ignored that, trying to conserve my strength. I keep her on the verge of cumming and make her scream.

(What was that?)

What caught my attention was a loud, sweet scream nearby that did not belong to the career woman. I turned my head in that direction and saw that the source of the sound was the girl handing out flyers.

Due to my technique, her hips melted and her body was trembling with the afterglow as her face turned bright red. This sight of her seemed to have caught an old man’s attention and he penetrated her from behind and began to rock her.

(As I thought, she has a wonderful voice.)

A surprise attack by an old man who sneaked up from behind that struck her deep place which haven’t cooled off yet. This might be the cause of her shaking her head while letting out a howl.

The old man’s hip movement also accelerates rapidly, as if he is happy with her flashy reaction. And as I watched them, they both crossed the finish line together.

(Uwa…)

Just when I thought it was over and they had quieted down, I heard the loudest howl of the girl handing flyers so far. I looked over at them with my ringing eardrums and my eyebrows furrowed and saw that the old man had been replaced by a young man as the one who assaulted her.

The old man must have felt satisfied and just after he let go of her body, the young man, not wanting to wait for her to finish, thrust at her.

(That must be rough.)

A second guy right off the bat when she was still at the finish line. And the young man is going all out from the start.

The girl handing out flyers with her face pressed against the mat, her white buttocks sticking out high, her rolled-up long black skirt on a yellow background sometimes covers her head, making her look like a banana with half its skin peeled off.

(There are some people who find girls who just had been used by another guy arousing after all.)

This young man with an intense look must be one of them.

(Hou…)

As I returned my attention to the Bob-haired career woman, I noticed a change in the view reflected in my magic eye. The glow around her crotch had expanded and the color had turned almost yellow.

I followed her gaze with a sideways glance and saw that she was looking at the young man’s full onslaught on the girl handing out flyers with her eyes turned up so high that the pupils were now hidden by her eyelids.

『She doesn’t want to end up like her, but she can’t help feeling aroused looking at her disheveled figure.』

The high color temperature and her facial expression suggest that this is what the career woman is feeling.

(Alright, let’s try to set a goal for her.)

A pure physical clash is nice but making it a project is not a bad idea either. Nodding my chin once which I rest on the career woman’s shoulder, I whisper into her ear, half-hidden in her hair.

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