Jaanne, a whorehouse built in the first class of Wangdu's pleasure district.
Also known as the Mitsuya family, it is the premier luxury whorehouse in Wangdu.
In the office behind that front desk, the magnificent concierge was turning the paperwork satisfactorily as he relaxed the aroma of tea.
Although the utensils in the office are thoroughly practical, there is a sense of luxury created by the high quality. By analogy, he had the interior of a bank built during the Meiji period.
(That's a divine match. Glad to hear you're screaming.
A service match in the temple of the god of commerce, played in the holy capital.
The two contestants from Jayanne scored well since the beginning of Jayanne: one overall winner and the other female ministry semi-finalist.
No, no, not just the two of us, but the entire store has been booked, and it's been a big day in a row.
The women literally don't have time to sit on a chick stand. Especially on weekends, there were even times when guests stood in front of empty chicks and waited for women to return.
(Now I hope she comes out to the store a little bit more)
Concierge thinks so, while looking at the shift table on the wall.
Decorated with an overall victory, Mr. Cool where Tauro calls it. Her place only contains potatoes.
Besides, I don't accept any reservations, and I don't take guests unless I feel like it. For the small number of sightings, in the alley at last, they are beginning to be called "phantom princesses" and so on.
(Thanks to number one for their hard work, I manage to get a good look at the store though)
Look over Mr. Cool as he sighs.
The result of the divine match is the semi-finalist of the women's ministry, but it is the number one in the substantive store, in the section of your explosion-bottomed sister.
What is shown there is how vigorously you are out in the store sewing between your studies and the status of your bookings filled up to six months away.
(Persuasion, I guess not)
I sipped a sip of tea, thought of Mr. Cool's neat but lacking expression, and shrugged his shoulders.
Her preference is to severely divide the customer base.
Originally, I'd like to teach you to keep your focus down, but I can't do that.
Without that strong feeling, it would not have been possible to continue winning the mighty hiccups in the divine game.
If you say so, that's what she is. If you hold onto the essence, you will definitely quit your job.
(Do we have to work hard for everyone?)
While thanking the women who worked at the store, I began to think about what I could do, including financially. The arrow tip, the sound of a strong knock echoes in the office.
Grant permission to enter while slightly raising the eyebrow root.
"I'm sorry. There's something I'd like to report as soon as possible."
It was a young concierge, a subordinate, who came in out of breath.
The cheeks look cheerful and excited.
"An empire, an imperialist, has brought an empire!
(... what are you talking about?
The magnificent concierge could not make sense and placed the teacup on the executive desk with his neck tilted.
At the same time.
In the modem further back in the office, the two women enjoyed the conversation.
"Well, Master Tauro has lost."
A gentle looking woman with a clear and quiet impression puts her hand in front of her mouth with a surprised look on her face.
It is unimaginable from its calm appearance, but she is extremely hard at work and does not make any compromises.
He also said that he was highly regarded as an educator and that if he received instruction, he would be accomplished.
For this reason, even though harsh teaching is known, willing girls do not stop knocking on Jaanne's gates.
It's probably her feat to be told here lately that Jaanne is coming half way out of her head among your three houses.
"Yes, this is how they sealed my hands and attacked me unilaterally."
A woman called Tauro, the Exploding Bottom Sister, is reproducing and showing her in a divine match.
The earlier woman was listening with interest as she rounded her eyes, reasonably well.
She is the teacher of Tauro's teaching light patrol.
At one point, I was greatly ill and pushed to the point where I was about to retire, but I am saved by Tauro's massage.
Since then, she has been working with Tauro in various ways to improve her skills.
"Dear Tauro, you couldn't win."
I heard the whole story about your explosion-bottomed sister, and she says so and sighs.
Even Tauro, who has defeated himself, cannot remain a winner. I felt it before when I competed in a divine match, but the world is still wide and the top is so high that I can't reach my gaze.
(More than Mr. Tauro, a powerful opponent)
Zokri.
Previously, she and Tauro had a great battle to be told in Jayanne.
And she is so completely, defeated that she is piled into her soul.
(... eh)
Remembering that time, she trembles slightly.
Wandering through the ultra-luxury pure earth for three weeks, returning for a while. Even now, I occasionally bump back. Tauro's fingernail marks are too deep.
(To Master Tauro, I apologize)
I think about it and drop my shoulder.
Jaanne is nowhere to play in Tauro, not anymore.
Everyone who learns of her tragedy at that time will be afraid of Tauro and reject the nomination.
Besides, this wasn't just Jaanne. The same phenomenon has occurred in all three houses because of her condition.
This is what Tauro is saying about a substantial ban on entry and exit.
"So, what do you do?
Asked by Teaching Light Patrol Sensei, Exploding Dressed Bottom Sister puts her strength in her eyes.
"Set up measures, I'll take them down one day."
A prized exploded bottom sister could not remain defeated.
Even from a period of hypersensitivity, I am taking it off. I could feel it in the meantime in the Sacred Capital.
Teaching light patrol teacher, who was smiling and staring at the condition, laughed.
And say a word.
"Then it's time for me to stop running, too"
The exploding bottomed sister who overheard it gives a surprise look. But soon he changes his expression and laughs without giving in.
And uttered words forcefully.
"Let's take them both down. Take that man."
Teaching light patrol teacher, too, nods joyfully.
"Right. You won't be able to do it right away, but one day, I'm sure."
They laugh at each other having fun.
By the time the laughter subsides, the exploding bottom sister confirms her time and gives her hips up.
To be the next booker.
"See you later, then"
Wave and drop off your exploding bottom sister who's leaving the room.
(Me too, maybe it's time to go back)
Make sure the break is coming to an end and get up.
And I went out into the hallway to head to the chicks.
Right now, she's trying not to make any reservations.
Naturally, there were many who wished to make an appointment with the prestigious girlfriend.
However, if you are receiving all of them, you will not be able to sit on the chick stand.
(Only the kids who don't have an appointment will show up on the chick stand. That's not good)
If you take too much care of your booking guests, you'll have less chance of getting in touch with your first sight guests. Then I can't tell you how good this store is.
She didn't want that.
The magnificent concierge takes his earlier men to the lobby quickly.
It is the preference of the concierge not to run at any time.
Upon arrival in the lobby, there was a middle-aged concierge who talked aloud about his presence, a plethora of men, and a low profile but stubbornly not accepting demands.
And the surrounding guests look at the situation with annoying faces.
"What's wrong?
Speak up to the man who has plenty.
This man is the head of the "imperial house", a big merchant with a big shop in Wang Du.
The imperial house is a merchant of the kingdom, but as its name suggests, it mainly deals with the empire.
"Thank you very much. He said he couldn't do what I asked him to do, which he was good at."
"And if you say so,"
"I'm here, you two from the Imperial Mission of Friendship"
With that said, turn your palms to the two young men beside you.
One has long blonde hair, a slightly leaning mouth with a thin smile. The other is a disappointingly physiological guy with short dark hair, who has no expression as opposed to long blonde hair.
"It's an honor to tell you that you can try the two of them in the service match."
The magnificent concierge shrugs his shoulders in his heart to what he expected.
I was in the middle of pushing a sidecar to answer the Imperial Duke's request.
"Sorry, we are currently full of bookings"
In reply, the Big Head distorts his face with frustration.
"You don't know. Call it up."
"I'm the one who keeps us. I'll take care of everything."
It's not respectful, even though it is.
I would have felt the sensitivity, the face of the big head dyed red with anger.
"I'll be in this store in the future."
"I refuse."
Don't tell everyone, just hang up.
I am not going to move with my current income and expenditure. In the long run, I believe that would be good for the store.
Also and most importantly, I had a strong desire to cut around the store to my satisfaction.
Blonde Long raises one hand to control the big head that puffs his eyes out. And on his eyes and mouth, he opened his slightly diagonal mouth slightly thin with a ridiculous laugh stretched out.
"Of the woman who defeated Reaper, I've been trying to get her hips off. Come on. Looks like you've already lost your hips."
I look up, open my mouth and laugh as I do my hand on my forehead about what's wrong.
"If you look at the chicks, you say you know the level of the store, but come on. It's no big deal for a Reaper to lose to a woman in a store like this."
To that word, the brunette short hair nods silently, and the big head says the word of consent while rubbing his hands.
"But I'm here because of you, and I was wondering if I could get those two to deal with me. That would be nice, wouldn't it?
As I said, I pointed to the chick bed with my jaw.
The magnificent concierge thinks.
Currently, there are two people sitting on the chicks' altar. One is medium, the other is not out of the rookie range yet.
(These men are obviously skillful)
Experience so far informs me of it. And I don't care what you think, I'm not a regular customer.
I could have given them a return of interest that they wouldn't let me see the divine match contestants.
(Say no)
That's possible.
Although the whorehouse is a business, it is not a one-step relationship. It does not mean that we should even pay for it, and the right to say no is recognised by both the store and the woman.
Even if the other person is a public official of another country, there is no difference.
Or maybe the Imperial Warden has already weaved this one down.
Chillari and see the big head.
There's no way this guy, who heads a big store called Imperial House, thinks he can play with winners and semi-winners in this store right now, without reservations, etc.
Indeed, the Imperial Shop is not very good at using it for entertainment. But it's not like the store leans if it's cut by an imperial shop.
I had to come. I couldn't help it. It's about that kind of relationship.
(Aren't you acting)
Show outrage in front of your valued business partner and appeal to the Imperial House to make the most of their convenience. That's all I'll do.
Later, the master of the Imperial House himself comes to the store. And as he bows his head, "My big boss is so rude," he plays grandiose and goes home.
(Fully possible story)
A man born from the mouth below first from his mouth. That's the biggest person review. It's not strange to show you about one of the abdominal arts.
Thoughts come together and mouths open to represent the will to reject.
On the verge of words being uttered, a clear voice rang the bell, echoing from behind.
"If I may, I'll take it."
Looking back to his surprise, there was a quiet teaching light patrol teacher.
Pull over immediately and whisper to avoid leaking around.
(I say no)
In contrast, she shakes her head left and right.
The expression remains a gentle smile, the same as usual.
(He wanted it because of me, so unless it's an interruption, I'd like to deal with him)
(... It's not like I'm going to have fun. They might come to crush us. shouldn't be forced)
The answer to that is a calm but determined eye.
(Maybe so. But I want to grow myself by daring to get over it)
Instructional Light Patrol Sensei was about to start working out in order to raise herself to a level where she could fight in the world.
If she is in her class, some real battle with strong enemies will feed the most. You want to fight the two in front of you and move yourself forward a little bit.
Discerning the idea, the magnificent concierge lightly closes his eyes.
I can't even say no to being given this look.
(It's gonna be two to two. Are they okay?)
Teaching Professor Light turns her attention to the middle-aged woman on the chick stand.
She's a lovely woman with long brown hair and waves.
(Thought I'd ask her. Of course, I intend to follow closely)
The magnificent concierge searches the brain for brown wave data.
Strong enough, but recently stretched.
If there is anything to be gained in action today, it will grow greatly over the walls at once.
(Did you think that far)
It's not just about me. We are also looking at backward guidance. I really felt like losing my head.
He looks back again and turns to the two men of the Imperial Mission of Friendship.
And I told him.
"She is one of our finest women. Let me deal with you with the other one sitting at the chick stand right now."
Blonde Long looks sideways at the big head.
The big head looked surprised for a moment, but immediately returns his expression, feeling it, and returns it to the blonde long.
"It's not okay."
In response to Blonde Long, it was decided that two to two would take place.
The magnificent concierge calls the brown wave from the chick bed and explains the opponent or two to two.
At first, he looked anxious, but learned that he was with Teaching Light Patrol Sensei, and on the contrary, let his eyes shine. She herself knew she was hitting the wall.
The two begin to ascend the stairs to the second floor. To show you two blonde long, brunette, short-haired men to your room.
(Though I would have liked to ask her to do the other side)
I think about my best friend who can safely leave his back to me as I look at the brown wave walking beside me. It's not the sideline, it's the same chick as her.
I'm not dissatisfied with Brown Wave. It makes a lot of sense to go to this fight, both in strength and in the circumstances in which she is now in.
It's just that it's still in action. Besides, the opponent is a public official of the Empire.
The tension, anxiety, which I feel with Teaching Light Patrol Sensei, makes me feel that way.
Shake your head gently and let the extra sentiment fly from your heart.
(I've decided to move on, so good luck, me)
Consciously stretch your spine and open the door in your private room.
After a drink for four was carried, the door was unlocked.