Manager of the Other World Brothel

Back in my room, all of this just swept back into a superior chair, and the clerk (staff) just happened to open the door of the room without knocking.

One way or the other - there are a lot of solid guys, but I guess I'll have to give up already because somehow things that happen are too big and polite and manners tend to fly away.

The customer (both Skeeveyarrow and Skeeveyarrow) are handled properly, and I can feel free to complain about the response when I panic.

- And don't bother if they quit.

Not this time though, not at all.

Just now, a relatively big noise has just subsided in our shop, haven't we?

"That's what Her Royal Highness Princess Silveria saw and asked me to see her manager..."

Are you here again, that dreamy princess?

How many times do I have to tell you it's not like a jewelry box girl like you to come, you sugar candy head bitch?

What about the Royal Palace security?

Don't let His Royal Highness the First Princess of her age come to a colorful city that is still a mouthful of snacks.

I've been friends with our ladies at some point lately, and they're strangely getting older in my ears, and that's okay with me, Mercenary King.

I don't know, even if you make me dream and catch on to strange men.

"Manager! Tonight you will lend your ear to my suggestion. This proposal has also been approved by the Father… His Majesty the King, so one of me (me) has risen and it is not a dream story"

Hey, first princess.

From a young age, courtesy must have been tapped, right?

Or something.

Is there even a rumor that my office door will be cursed if I knock?

Even if the royal lady says hello, she won't come into the men's room, even at work.

Red eyes characteristic of the Royal Glen and luxuriously spreading blonde hair.

That creepy hair has no idea what to do with it.

Is it also the crystal that the Historic King of the Glenn Royal Family, who goes by the earth in favor of heroic colors, has been welcoming beauties to the queen for generations?

All of them are beautifully possessed enough that the genes of the ladies to keep their names on history work well enough to be tamed with our top three.

Unlike the top three of the hundred battle smells, I think it would be great to flatter this color with the new (Sarah).

A year from now, the princes of each country will surely be in line to propose even as they ask about the mercenary king's face.

Silly, dairy milk and ass are no better than Miss Laura's.

Well, unlike Miss Laura's, you've been in direct contact, but you're so fine that you can't hide even the extravagant flickering clothes.

Your face is kind to the Glenn royal family, and the genes of the current queen have won.

The King of Glenn is called the Mercenary King, but in his day, he's a man, but he's a tough guy, and it feels like the head of a mercenary is tighter.

My sister princess looks just like you, and she feels like a beauty.

- It's still Jari.

"Her Royal Highness the First Princess of Silveria"

"Hey, what's up, manager?"

Without raising her hips from the chair, Princess Silveria freaks out when she rests her elbows on the desk and arms together and opens her mouth heavily in a position tangled with her fingers in front of her mouth.

- You're a good daughter, sure.

She is a daughter who is not prestigious even if she is royal and is sweet but can think about others and take action.

Though the Kingdom One, if I may say so, it is probably disrespectful to say that His Royal Highness is left standing before the manager (manager) of the whorehouse is sitting in a chair and making her look great.

Instead of being angry, I was scared and freaked out, so I smiled and smiled.

"As I have said many times, Her Royal Highness's suggestion is" sweet "because I have the permission of Her Majesty the King, or something like that."

Say it in as gentle a voice as you can and make it listen.

I wonder if it was a mine.

"Didn't you say many times on this occasion that you should keep your word as usual, manager? I (I) am certainly the princess of this country, but when I come here, I have been a reciprocal negotiator. There is no sardine to be treated politely."

Oh, yeah, that was such a rough princess, this one.

I have tears in my crimson eyes that any man seems to be able to fascinate.

I don't think there's a negotiation or a snag in my eyes because of this.

"Uh, yes, yes, I understand, princess. That's why I didn't get permission from His Majesty the King or to secure the ladies' work."

"Why! It does reduce your income. But a woman, you know, the body... the"

Come and negotiate the decommissioning of the whorehouse. It's out of the question at a time when you're mumbling about this.

It's not half the play, it's subtle whether the person is serious about saving or not saving.

"I don't know about the store, but my lady makes her own decisions and does this job. We don't chase those who leave, and I don't care what comes, but they let us choose. Even royalty doesn't have the right to stick his mouth in there."

Both the Mercenary King and the Hundred must know.

Even as a country, we can't really have a policy of eliminating whorehouses.

It's no longer a major industry for this country, a city at night.

"So, but forcing people to work on their debts or, on the contrary, the women who have grabbed them..."

Yeah, I do have some damn bad stories about that hand.

And no matter how hard I try, I have to lose it.

"You know what? I'm sure there are stores like that and ladies like that. That's what the state should be responsible for controlling and crushing, and it's the state's job to ban unfair lending and rescue the victims. I don't mind if you keep doing this."

I don't know if they put us together, but I don't think that's why we're superior stores.

The ladies are prepared to earn money from the desires of their customers (both sketchy yarrows).

You might say that the nature (tachi) is bad just by shaking it up before the building that you are following the rules.

If you want to lose it, I don't deny that it's better to lose it clean and refreshing, and I can't do it.

No matter how prepared you are, it's not a mistake to have a hard job.

But the fact that the "Dream of the Walnut" is gone doesn't mean the business of this hand is gone.

If your country is forbidden by law, you just dive underground.

And if I do, it will definitely be worse than it is now.

Unless people change first, we have to tie them up by law.

I already know that.

Then they call me self-satisfied, or self-deceiving, but at least I want to be in the right store as much as I can just within my reach.

Like a princess, I can't tell you how big I looked from above to save everything, and I didn't tell you.

"But... because of all the beautiful women... for the sake of money, I can't admit to forgiving the lords I don't even like."

I don't know. But I don't, princess.

Shirai's people talk about ideals.

I can't admit it, that's fine.

Anyone who doesn't have to, you just have to live up to your ideals, to Jin-sook.

I'm not even gonna make fun of that or laugh that it's a kid.

That's one proud way to live.

But don't get me wrong, princess.

Sure enough, my ladies are getting paid to sell their own pockets of time and moves.

But the purpose is not the gold itself, but it can be realized with the gold, each of which I can't give away. I sell it for what (...).

- Laughing off, tears... eating your teeth off.

You can't put that in a lump sum "for money".

Well, sure, inside. Oh, take it easy, some ladies do it for reasons I don't even understand.

That's not what other people say.

I'm not just doing this to eat, I really need to make you stop. I have to be able to show you how to make it happen, I can't say yes.

"And I'm pathetic. Look, a woman..."

- Oh, that's the least you can have, princess.

"Her Royal Highness Princess Silveria"

Her Royal Highness Princess Silveria stops her words by making her squeak in my voice.

I had a slightly surprisingly low voice myself.

But you can't listen to that now.

"Every lady who works in our shop has a purpose and a reason why she can't give up, and she sells her moves, her time and her teeth here. It's good to hate it. Even contempt is free. You should also like to twitch that you would rather die."

Such is personal freedom.

Don't hate me. Do it, don't scorn me. I'm not going to tell you to do it.

That's what I said, and I figured it out, and I still had to do it, so I decided to do it myself.

With that in mind, you can't be prepared.

But I don't forgive you for pitying me.

I don't know if it's right or not.

But that's all I can forgive.

I don't even want to have a conversation with the one with that idea.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to..."

"Never again, princess."

The princess apologizes in tears again.

No offense. I know, but I can't give up there.

I'm a big boy. I'm aware of you, so I'm not asking you to give me a break.

"… is it still forbidden for people like me to speak out..."

He touched my anger that spilled by accident, and it's completely shriveled.

Here's the "disrespecter! I guess it would be different if I had a mental that I could say," It's a gentle, jewel-boxed princess everywhere I go.

Well, that's a good place for this girl.

"... I didn't do it. I honestly appreciate you hitting the common sense of a living human being under the sun that we are the norm and that we can't help it. I figured you were basically right. In fact, there's a lady saved by the princess's suggestion. I've heard quite a bit from other stores."

I look at the princess who leaned over in tears, and I put my head on.

This kind of follow up isn't for me, it should be.

Is there a grandfather or something?

"But. The ideals listed are splendid, but make that a little more empathetic with people, princess. I can't help regulating pornography by sticking to my ideals and taking the real path, but I don't think I can come with a new (Sarah) princess pin. In one way or another, it's a world that's a lot further than this, and as long as people are people, it's still impossible."

Scientific versatility.

The city at night was not gone, not even in a world where the difference between the rich and the poor and even racism had basically been solved.

It was even so when humanoids were developed that were hardly distinguishable from humans, not just augmented or virtual reality.

Even though there is magic, it cannot be lost in this world today as long as people are people.

One day, all of us will break free and humankind will evolve into a group life form.

If the princess is in a position to stand, there should be more people saved as a result, if you pay attention to something more realistic.

Fortunately, he's a basic good man, a little square on top of that, but also competent.

"Yes, it's new now (Sarah), but if the manager (manager) tells me, I will remember it hard. Even if it looks like this, he remembers well, so be satisfied right away... if you can... oh, yeah, but..."

I turned my face bright red and started running strange things, as if I was really going to start a fire.

Hey, where are you eating this princess?

I taught the princess a new (Sarah) jewel boxed princess who can be said to be noble even when she looks like this.

You don't understand, do you?

Understood. What are you talking about, Your Highness?

Do you understand your position?

"Oh and more. That kind of thing is decided by His Majesty the King. Have it planted by a son-in-law or a man so in love that you think you can throw away all your positions. The day I remember, the Mercenary King will cut me to pieces with his proud Red Lotus Sword!

I really don't know the princess or the human thought on the cloud.

Tame on customers who enter Sage Mode (both Skeeveyarrow).

"Father... I don't think His Majesty the King will be angry..."

"There's no way, you sugar candy head! I'm mostly busy working here, you know."

What's going on in this guy's head anymore?

Do you really think that the manager of the whorehouse will be safe with Her Royal Highness's purity?

"He asked me to, believe me. Yeah, yeah!" What a nuanced dialogue at the end, I'm perfectly sorry to be burned down with the Red Lotus Sword of the Mercenary King.

"Him, I can't believe they refuse to hold me because I don't have time... it's terrible. So, but the manager (manager) is surrounded every night by beautiful women who are attractive or seductive or nasty, fu, unclean. Can't I stand it alone? If you take me as your daughter-in-law and make me your king's wife, you can practice the ideal way for a manager to spend the night in the city, right?

Really, this guy. What are you talking about?

You're talking about me, not the ladies.

You're so proud of your head and your work, but you're full of peachy delusions in your princess's head.

You think I'm having a feast with the ladies at the nocturnal shop at Sake Pond Meat Forest?

"Um. In what world would there be a country that would welcome a former manager (manager) of a whorehouse as a king? Go to sleep and say it, princess. I don't care if it's more or less about the passionate Princess Karin II (Jaritare), but if His Royal Highness Prince Allen falls apart of the sedentary calm, it's tough. Don't say a word."

Her Royal Highness Princess Silveria is a good daughter as crazy as a bit, but her sister and brother are troublesome.

What is troubling is that we are both extreme ciscons, and they hate the "inferior bitches (me)" who tease our worshipping sister.

I mean, it would be embarrassing if they asked me about this conversation...

"I've got everything to tell you! I wonder what you're going to do with your sister, you nasty whorehouse manager! I (I), Karin, the second princess of the Kingdom of Glen, am the only pest to harm by breathing.

"Master Karin? I thought you told our manager he wouldn't stop on the way next. Are you ready for this?

"Ya, yay, yay, I'm sorry... ah, oh, yay... stop"

Wow, I'm chaos all at once.

He always broke into my office without knocking.

Princess Silveria is leaning bright red on her face at what she was being asked to talk about right now.

Her Royal Highness Princess Karin, who has been implicated, is in a toy state after being grabbed by one of our top three.

I like how sensitive you are, and this has been going on for a long time.

One of our top three, Miss Lunamaria, is rapidly capturing Princess Karin, who has been intruding, and putting her in a Ikenai toy state.

"Hey, porn girl, don't give it to me. Her Royal Highness Princess Karin can't be such a direct stimulus. It's gonna be disrespectful for every one of our stores, so stop it right now."

"Oh? In a few dozen seconds, it's possible to say," Don't stop, "manager. Would that be better?

Yeah, I bet this guy would do about that.

Even though he looks the youngest of our top three, he's missing one in technology, apparently.

There are so many customers (both sketchy yarrows) in a difficult position who have been ripped out of their souls instead of bones that they sweep and throw them away.

Reservations are always in order.

"Don't do it, don't do it right now"

"Chi, boring"

In just a few dozen seconds, I will open up Her Royal Highness Princess Karin, who already cramps her body and has no words.

Hey, even if you don't roll the royalty on the floor.

But why is this guy in my office about the time now?

It can't be a day without a guest on this guy, except on vacation.