Kujonin

Prostitute street. It is a man's paradise.

There is no glittering gemstone light ……………….

Because it's daytime.

Some people might think what they've been doing since the day!

The toddlers are yawning sleepy.

There is no motivation.

"Husband ... Head ..."

Only a drunk lady can call out.

When she was given medicinal herbs, she cried, saying, "Nigai!"

Hangovers are self-made, so let's just release them.

The only one at the end of the prostitute was the prostitute whose sign was lit.

The interior of the store has closed curtains, dim lights, and incense with a good smell.

No one is at the counter.

"I'm sorry! ........."

no reply.

Are you not doing it? It's such a daytime.

But, once more.

"I'm sorry!"

I made a loud voice.

Fluttering

"Oh, I'm sorry. Come on!"

A guard wearing a matching suit in front of a Japanese dress ran from behind.

There is blood in Banno's hand.

It doesn't seem to be scratched, so it's someone else's blood.

"In such a situation, can you take a customer?" Bad, but go home! 』

A woman's voice can be heard from behind.

"What happened?"

"Hey, a bit."

"If you like, please use this. I will come again."

With that said, I took the healing pill out of the item bag and handed it to the guard.

"Oh, wait a minute!"

Watchdog stopped me from going out.

"I can't receive such a high thing."

"Oh, good. I make it myself."

"Oh, I'm a pharmacist! I'm sorry.

Banno said so and pulled my hand and took him back.

There were several rooms in the back. The room where prostitutes deal with customers.

Women are gathering in the room at the back.

Some were crying.

"Isn't that too much!"

"What do you want to do?"

"I wonder if there are any! I will never forgive me!"

"For now, I'm calling me a visiting monk!

When the woman looked back, she and I were taken by the guard.

"Hey!

The guardian pushes the women into the room.

"Isn't the customer a pharmacist? I told you bad things. I'll do anything, so check this girl up."

A woman holding a woman looked at me and said,

The held woman's face had been torn apart with a knife or something.

This

"Please keep it as it is"

With that said, I took out the restorative of the paint from the item bag.

He applied cleansing, healed his lip wound, and healed it.

Check that the woman's throat moved.

The wound was closed up in an instant, but the scar remained red.

Rather than a neat face, she was a charming, country-like girl.

"I'll cut it a little."

"e?"

"If you don't do this, you won't be able to get any more."

I put a knife along the scar.

Applying a paint to the wound, the skin regenerated beautifully.

"" Wow ~ ""

Surprising voices are heard from the women.

"What other wounds?"

There seemed to be scratches on the buttocks and chest as well, and the woman holding it confirmed that she had said that the wound had disappeared.

Probably healed by recovery medicine.

"A fucking adventurer!"

Miss Miglia gave her an explanation of Amanda's customer, the broken prostitute.

It was supposedly a shit-like adventurer who was protesting, who had been angry.

Adventurers say they want to go south by boat, but the church is stopping it.

None of the adventurers who went south without listening to the church have returned.

In disbelief and fear of the church, he drunk all day long and complained that most adventurers were not working.

"This is the edge of the city, close to the forest. There are guards, but when the hordes of goblins come out, they are attacked first. No, it wasn't bad. Speaking of which, he came as a guest. Everyone can choose their favorite daughter and they will serve you. "

"No, I'll stop today.

Miss Amanda is still asleep, and somehow she's gotten rid of her wounds, so the prostitutes here want to think she's a good guy.

Of course, it doesn't change what you do.

Somehow, I thought it was better to leave this place cool.

"Please give me a service again. Since I can cure my wounds but not my wounds, I'll follow up with everyone."

"I see. So it's the cost of wound medicine ..."

"Well, good, I just liked and helped."

You may think you'll get a teenager, but there was me who was in front of the whores.

That doesn't mean that libido is gone.

"Mr. Bancho, isn't there a place where you can be alone without being disturbed by anyone?"

"Oh, then ..."

"Then, I'd like a church on a hill that passed through the forest.

Miria took off her panties on the spot and handed it to me.

"Oh, thank you."

I screwed my fresh panties into my pocket and waved.

"I won't forget this thanks!"

"" "Thank you!"

The whores waved.

After all, it was bad at the end ...

"Well, okay?"