Manager of the Other World Brothel

"Manager (Manager) I'm sorry. The" Golden Apple "manager (manager) was suddenly seen and asked to meet the manager (manager)..."

The face of the clerk (staff member) who came in without knocking and opened the office door did not go until it faded, but gave the expression, "The troublesome guy is coming."

I know exactly how you feel.

The look on my face when I got that report would be similar.

But don't knock, don't, please.

- Well, I thought it was coming.

Knowing the partnership stories with Walnut Dream and Feline Kissing (Ferres Oskrum), I think it's something to say.

I don't know where you got the information from, but it's still eary.

"Golden apple (alum malum)", an established whorehouse in the Wang du Glen Kaina called "Sex capital of the continent" and "Sluttest city in the world".

With sales, the last few years have seen the dreams of the butterflies (of which) go up, but in terms of visibility, each other, and in history, that's what has existed since before the founding of the Kingdom of Glenn.

Large (...) boxes (...) that are not comparable in size as "whorehouses".

In the last few years, the "Dream of the Walnut (of which)" has been able to go up in sales, except because the majority of the ladies of the "Three Petals" Tres Forumfloris ", a very small but overwhelming number of luxury whores in sales (Kurtizanne) -" Four Petals "Quattur Forumfloris" and "Five Petals" Quinke Forumfloris "belong to the dream of the Walnut (of which).

Well, in the current Wang capital of Glen Kaina, the biggest rival whorehouse of the "Dream of the Walnut" is the "Golden Apple (alum malum)".

Immediately after the recent depression of the biggest billboard lady, "Five Petals" Quinke Follum Floris "," Fairy (Diva Kwedam) "Lilka lady to" King of the Night Streets (Nocto Rex) "by Isana, there is now a considerable amount of money that" Golden Apple (Almmalm) "can probably turn around.

It's not a box the size of which the stalk shakes when the sign falls out, and I have a proven track record of turning the four-piece petal "Quattur Follum Floris" into a "five-piece petal" Quinke Follum Floris "next year, as well as political power.

In the medium and long term, there are few gaps, and in the short term, with the vast financial power to put Miss Lilka's expatriation money together, now the most free to move in the night city of Wangdu Glen Kaina.

The "Golden Apple" female manager (manager).

When I was younger, Annastella Uvier, who was a luxury whore (Kurtizanne) of "Five Petals" Quinke Follum Floris ", was about to visit my office as a" troublemaker ".

Well, nowadays, she's just a dead old lady just because of her appearance.

What's the trouble?

The sound of clinging on the door and knocking on it.

Not too strong, not too weak, not too hasty or prolonged.

If you have feelings at the door, I think you want me to knock like this, while it's exquisite.

There's no wonder you're turning your back on my office door, which is being treated badly every day.

"It's open."

"My name is Annastella Yuvier and I am the manager of the Golden Apple (Almumarum). I had a word with the manager (manager) of the Dream of the Walnut (Papilio Somnium) to ask for your time. May I come in?

"... go ahead"

- Here's the thing.

Damn it, this damn buckwheat - Bubba Sha never takes these places off.

You suddenly come and visit me without the apology you're doing, but if you look from the side, it's better to respond to the evil (...) what you see is clearly holding back.

Classy voice, polite language.

It's not like the roots are elegant or that kind of trick is sticking around already.

That's why I got cancer.

"Then I'll get in the way. - Oh, it's rare that I don't have all three daughters intercepted while I'm here."

You see.

If I hadn't refused to see him without an appointment, he would have just fulfilled his purpose.

But since I was younger, I've been a "five flower petal" Quinke Follum Floris "socialism is far from a burning blade.

After all these years, the former luxury whore (Kurtizanne) is not Dada.

If a beautiful old lady smiles calmly, she will be reminded that she is not only young with lustrous colours.

The youngsters may be just a pretty little old lady, but they're also legendary ex-premium whores (Kurtizanne) who get older than a certain age, and they don't get influential.

I know many noble old men who brainwash and get out of their noses that they can be treated as men (...) even if there are no ancient soldiers who want to smell alive.

You admit it. I have to admit it.

The granny in front of you, elegant if only in appearance, is definitely a lady who makes a name for herself in the history of the city that night, the King's capital Glen Kaina.

When I was younger, I had shiny silver hair. My hair is just gray now.

It sums it up elegantly.

The skin that was as lustrous as porcelain was engraved with wrinkles according to the years that had elapsed, and now I don't think I want to touch it with a flavor (...) anymore.

I hear that the pale eyes, which would have attracted many men with tremendous wealth, are dull and have reduced eyesight.

The spine can't be filled with overflowing colour, although it's decent, and she's a real grandmother who needs a wand to walk.

- Yet Annastella Yuvier is still beautiful.

It may be said that it embodies getting old well, being old (...) heavy (...) ru (...).

Well, I suppose it also affects me because I've seen "the whole season" with (...) Ru (...) affection (...).

No, that sounds disappointing because of the drop from the full season.

People who know "full season", including me, are the ones who have been boned out. I guess getting older has earned me a different kind of "charm" than being beautiful and physically outdone when I was younger.

- No, I'm not a boner.

Annastella, "Intercept the Three Daughters" is about Renamaria, Miss Listia, Miss Laura, but what kind of name is that?

I do admit that for some reason they would stick up to you strangely, and I'd be comfortable if you even had me.

But even if it looks like this, I'm the manager entrusted by the owner with the dream of the butterfly (Papilio Somnium).

Even if you happen to be in the same seat, you may let me deal with you with you in the stream, but I don't want you to cry because you're here on purpose.

"Manager! That old fox is coming!

Knock it off!

Miss Listia, Miss Laura, comes into my office too, following Lunamaria as a matter of course.

Ahhh.

Why don't I call you guys in a hurry?

No, it would be comforting if you were honest with me.

As a man, as a manager, you know...

- Well, okay.

"You're here. Three active daughters. Isn't it as beautiful as ever hateful? If you want to move me to the Golden Apple, I promise you the terms will be broken."

Annastella's not soliciting you, either.

I'm sure he'll do it again.

Nevertheless, these three aren't going to emigrate. I don't know what to say to myself I'm sure. I also feel like a hard to say lightness, but I dare to ignore it.

This guy is trustworthy, yeah trustworthy.

"Go to sleep and say your bedtime words, Aunt Annastella"

"I don't know if I can get blurry yet."

Miss Listia and Miss Laura throw words that have quite a high poison content while smiling beautifully.

As far as Lunamaria is concerned, he laughs with his nose.

I mean, it's nice for the basic same-sex, or when it's the three of us who feel sweet and yet they're in this condition for Annastella opponents.

Is it only natural that the basics are basic and there is still an application of everything?

As opposed to the enemy (...) or the character (...) above (...), it has to be the basic response.

If you think so, these guys are normal girls, too.

Kind of funny.

"As a whore, you always say hello to your utmost appreciation. Well, that's fine, but I don't think you guys can get in the way right now."

That's how I sigh, Annastella.

Here we go.

Even with one sigh, it seems that you've come to the point where you can't win...

At this rate, the three "five flower petals" Quinke Follum Floris "under the heavens are always turned into kotenkoten.

And at the end of the day, that means it's my fault, and in the end, I'm a kotenkoten, too.

I don't surprisingly dislike it, but since the three sign ladies in the Walnut Dream (of ours) rarely become grumpy afterwards, Annastella is treated as a "troublemaker" by clerks (staff) and other ladies.

"You don't have a manager."

Yes, I have no words to give back.

Whether you're a "troublemaker" or a manager of a rival store, Annastella is a "customer" of my dreams.

I certainly can't get that one for the customer.

"- You, too. Is it better to be ashamed of yourself for being in love with an otoko? Reflect. If you look good and you're good on the floor, you don't think you're a good onna, do you?

"... no"

"Ugh..."

"Mm."

Stonston told me to chop off radishes with a knife. I don't even have words to give it back.

I rarely worship the "muggy" faces of Lunamaria, Miss Listia and Miss Laura, so I can't rely on you to impress me unexpectedly.

"You have predictions of what Atashi came to say, don't you?

Annastella gets to the point by completely grinding the noses out of the three sign ladies of the butterfly dream (of ours) who have strained and intruded.

"- Sort of. It's called" The Dream of a Walnut "and" The Kiss of a Cat (Ferres Oskrum) ".

I can't help but notice that you have predictions.

In other words, I decided to partner with "Ferres Oskrum" in the expectation that a big old box like "Golden Apple" would show such a reaction.

Not if you're saying "troublemaker" in that sense.

That's good. Come on. Come on.

Well, I'm sure Anna Stella knows a hundred of them.

I'm not impressed.

"What is it?

Meaning of the table or the back?

Either way, I guess "not impressed" is for real. I appreciate it.

"Are you going to spin the power that only the manager (you) has and bullshit the city at night in Glen Kaina?

- I can't do that.

That's what Annastella must know.

My magic is powerful, but I can't afford to expand my partners unlimited and take care of all the ladies just like the ladies in the Walnut Dream.

If you're going to do a lot of mess, it'll only be to the extent that you've grown hair on what you're doing in your routine.

In fact, the reality is that the partnership with Feline Kissing (Ferres Oskrum), a small box, cannot be the same as the dream of a butterfly (of which).

It's not realistic to cow all of the city on my magical, vast Glen Kaina night.

Actually, it takes time, not just magic. If you think about conversations and what to follow up with, you'll soon find out.

"Then what?"

With that fact in mind, it is honestly helpful that the manager (manager) of the Golden Apple (Almumarum), the largest whorehouse, is discerning the sincerity of my move to partner with Feline Kissing (Ferres Oskrum).

If my magical care for the generous ladies is only for the dreams of the butterflies, then the "dreams of the butterflies (over there) are special."

Although the ladies aspire to move to the Walnut Dream, they do not change the "way" of other whorehouses.

Nobody can imitate my magic, so the Walnut Dream (Papilio Somnium) is special, and I never mind that the ladies hired by strength bathed in its favour and the Walnut Dream (of which) made money by winning one, the other whorehouse.

There is no way we can cover the demand of the Wang capital, Glenkaina Night Town, as demanded by customers (both Skeeveyarrow and Skeeveyarrow) gathering from all over the world in a museum called the Walnut Dream (Papilio Somnium).

In that case, the vast majority of other whorehouses operate under convenient rules for the vast majority of whorehouses, and we're just talking about having to make money from spare demand.

From customers who don't have this dream of a butterfly (both sketchy yarrows), it's a good idea to squeeze it out using the ladies who don't get hired in the dream of a butterfly (our).

You can't put a Walnut Dream (of which) outside a mosquito net and put it in the direction of crushing a lady with "money-making supremacy".

A country called Glenn will move after degrees, but those who know how horrible it is will swim in critical places.

That's incorrect in a way, I can't say enough.

Business is basically cynical, and I know you can say it's the first time you've made money and it's love.

But...

"I won't let you."

What keeps you from doing is dreaming of a butterfly (of which) cowing down the city at night in Glenkaina, or the whole city at night in Glenkaina going in the direction of crushing the lady with "money-making supremacy"?

I don't even have to ask you that.

I'm not going to ask for preferential treatment beyond degrees, but I should be able to improve the working environment wherever possible.

I'm not going to tell you that the Walnut Dream (of which) is sold in thin profits and crushed elsewhere, or tease the city itself at night.

I can't imagine a butterfly dreaming about the city on Glen Kaina night in the first place, and I don't even want to be there.

But I hope the environment in which the ladies work is not better.

That's about it.

"That's what I have to do. If the ladies didn't have to rely on my magic to work safely, their partnership with the Walnut Dream wouldn't be that much of a threat."

If the Walnut Dream (of which) expands its partnership and the established Golden Apple (Almumarum) counteracts it and improves the treatment of the ladies to something better now, the other boxes will not be able to ignore it.

Even if there are a limited number of ladies held in the "Dream of the Walnut" and "Golden Apple (Almumarum)" halls, if there are more partnerships or whatever, they will not survive unless countermeasures are taken.

Whatever it is, whorehouses don't walk away without a good onna.

The greats of this country are a little ridiculous when it comes to reopening and crushing the whores without rules.

"Well, the golden apple has to be taken."

"Fortunately, the money is luxurious, isn't it?

"It's weird."

It's a good time for Miss Lilka to get laid.

The money to get into that kind of thing is luxurious.

At a good time, there are quite a few more people trying to have some connection with the Walnut Dream (of which) in this "Flower Crown Ceremony".

The people who knew the owner's fear, but thought it was irrelevant if it was a business matter (not actually), also thought it would be better to get along with the Walnut Dream (of which), are grateful for the situation.

I held my head then, but I must thank the Glenn royal family as well.

"If you don't want to be filled with butterflies for the night of Glenkaina, at least sow the apples. I'm not interrupting anything."

"Damn... I can't help it"

I guess this is what Annastella wanted to confirm until she suddenly came to my dreams of butterflies.

What was I thinking and taking this move, when I saw my face and was sure?

How helpful it is for this monster to make shaft feet similar to the dreams of a butterfly (of which).

Let's talk about "philanthropy."

Annastella came on board, it doesn't look like I was feeling it alone.

The city flourishes at night and needs moderate starch (...).

Even if it's too pretty or too cloudy, it's not a good idea.

I thought the whole city was a little too bulky starving here at night in Glen Kaina.

Maybe that's why Miss Kittys from "Kissing the Cat (Ferrez Oskrum)" came up with my pull out.

If the country moves, that means it's already too starchy.

If we feel it on our skin and we can move, we should move as far as we can.

On the contrary, Her Royal Highness Princess Silveria (Head of Sugar Confectionery) did what she said. At night, the city is no longer a night city, and it is difficult to add or subtract.

Forgetting that we are making money out of our ladies' readiness, mind and body, and the emotions and greed of our customers (both Skeeveyarrow and Skeeveyarrow) will not be a busy thing.

It's not about the ladies themselves.

I'm talking about making money with those ladies, and we shouldn't forget where we stand running the whorehouse.

Anyway, this should get the "troublemaker" errand done.

Let's just get back to you before you eat the damage.

Let's do that.

"What are you two making up your mind about?"

I know you regret being silenced with your first hand, but let's stop it, Renamaria.

Anyway...

"I don't think you guys are going to say anything about running the store anyway." Five flower petals, "Quinke Follum, Floris," but someday they'll be able to talk to you about running the store?

You see.

"I don't know if you guys are the manager (manager) Onna. I don't know how you feel about otokos that aren't even close to home. It would be easier for a baba like this to blush."

Look, you're gonna get stray bullets on me, too, right?

I can always pomp it back. You guys are gonna shut up and be "muggies" soon, right?

"Can you do that? You're already a grandmother?

"My manager is pretty tough."

Hey, I appreciate you trusting me, Miss Listier, Miss Laura.

Buying words for that selling word is a little silly to me.

I know quite vividly the entire season of Annastella Uvier, the five-piece petal Quinke Follum Floris, whether I owe it to the owner or not.

"Can't you rejuvenate the magic you're proud of?

"Exactly. That's impossible."

No. Maybe there's something I can't do. Hey, but I've never tried.

I don't know what that is, I don't even feel "different".

But what are you doing...

"That's too bad. If I could do it overnight, I could have told my manager (you) all the time with my body (...)."

- Don't be shy.

Damn. I shut up for a second.

It's not supposed to be on your face, isn't it?

That's what comes to mind when you say it, Anna Stella at all times.

Give me a break.

"There was a time."

"There was a time"

"There was a time."

- Excuse me.

"It's light, isn't it?

Annastella's throat and face are plain tight, but there's nothing you can say to me for a moment.

Goddamn it. This worthless remorse.

Lunamaria, Miss Listia, come on against me and stick with me.

Miss Laura doesn't want to take it off.

Light it up. It's not a win or anything like that.

"I'm not trying to attract the attention of the assorted lads that my little girl wants to do, can't we do something about it anymore, yeah?" Five Petals "Quinke Follum Floris" "

I thought you were chasing after him.

I can't believe we have the manager (manager) and three sign ladies of "The Dream of a Walnut (Papilio Somnium)" crowning the city at night in King's capital Glen Kaina, a luxury whorehouse under the sky.

Aren't they totally playing?

"If I really fall in love, I'm a woman. That's what happens. That's what I'm trying to do. I'll leave you with the manager."

I came to follow you.

"Why don't the manager just retire his three daughters and live a shitty life? What's the difference between taking care of the women in the city at night and taking care of the women you fell in love with?

Let it go.

I like this life.

Besides, I'm not throwing out the work of the manager of the Walnut Dream (of which) entrusted to me by the owner.

"Why don't you join your three daughters there and the rumored princess and sisters for whatever it is you want. It's an unprecedented piece of luxury harem."

Don't even joke about it.

Give me a break.

If you don't think that's a bad idea, I feel a lot's over.

"I hope that kind of a one-hour old dialogue shows the value of choosing just one woman properly or, if you can't, making them all your own onna. Do you think it weighs on Baba's bullshit to shut up about the Otoko dialogue that nobody has (...) and (...)?

Somebody cover fire.

Is there anyone who is good at covering shooting?

It looks amazing, but to say the most, this monster doesn't seem to make sense.

When the topic is in this hand, my three intercepting daughters are dysfunctional.

Owner: It's not like you're dealing with the owner.

"It would be nice if the manager (you) stepped on it forever. What happens after the manager is gone?

With one sigh, he loosened his hand in the attack.

No, he's gone, or he's going to squash his head and move without my magic so the city won't get any better at night.

I can see you're working with me on that, so I can't give you an extra head.

"I don't want to be in any trouble. Isn't that an established job for the city's forefathers at night?

"Well, you'll tell me. - Well, that's the right thing to do."

That's the look on your face. I know.

Apparently, this didn't loosen my hand on the attack.

"But the manager (you) is the manager (you), the Walnut Dream (Papilio Somnium), and in a way, he started your country, so we have to take responsibility."

"Responsibility?"

I'm pretty sure I used my unique magic to create my current "Walnut Dream" unlike any other whorehouse.

I'm not going to throw that out irresponsibly, and I guess that contradicts what you said earlier about not thinking about the hard stuff, Annastella.

It's more or less a responsibility.

"It's a legacy."

- Give me a break.

Thoughts solidify for a moment in every word I'm told.

What I was saying was, let's just make a baby.

To be honest, even if my child was born in my unique magic inheritance, I wonder if I could use it.

Your Majesty, do you even think about that?

If that's possible, I don't want my kids to inherit the heavy stuff called country.

- Well, that kind of thing, I guess I won't be able to tell you if my mouth rips.

"As I was told, the golden apple (of ours) works hard to sow the apple, though, right? The manager (you) seeds the manager (you). I wonder how much they want to be scattered?

Move aside, Lower Nethaya Meth.

I don't know if I can fathom you whores.

You can't just blush and shut up.

Fight back something. Fight back.

First of all, I know I'm talking about it.

"Well, it looks like the active Onna and the others aren't impeccable, are they expecting nothing?

A Pursuit attack is launched on the Silent Allies' Front.

"Wow, we just haven't been able to drop it yet, we still have time. I don't want you to be the same as you are now."

Wow, you say that, Renamaria.

Though Annastella has provoked me, women are relentless with each other.

Annastella Uvier, who leaves her name in the city at night in King's capital Glenkaina as "Quinke Follum Floris", is single until she is now your age.

That is despite the fact that today's Renamaria, Miss Listia and Miss Laura had no less than a desire to contract.

I know why that happened. To me, it's a neat topic.

"That's why I'm worried about you, Sa. You're literally an old man."

You're one good Anna Stella laughing at that openly, I knew it.

- And...

Even though I'm definitely an old lady, that's what makes me smile like a child like Her Royal Highness Princess Karin (Jaritare), and the occasional "look of a woman" that Lunamaria, Miss Listia, Miss Laura and more recently Her Royal Highness Princess Silveria (Sugar Confectionery Head) have shown.

- It doesn't matter how old you are to be bewitched by this look.

"If you think one love is just a loss, you haven't either. Whether it's uncut or painful, the thought that makes me want to trample on the estate, it's all turned upside down. It's my monster. Even at this age, there's someone there, and they deserve what they think, and that's not what I threw away."

Happily, a little illuminated, one woman, Annastella Uvier, smiles.

I guess it's the Y (...) Y (...) man (...) who makes a woman (...) look like this.

It's only a little too high for me.

Though that's not why I'm not aiming.

"If you can, you can laugh and live like fools."

Unexpectedly shut up to us, Annastella tells us that she's back to the look of a mean old lady as usual.

"You've never done that before. You shouldn't really take that loss if you die like this."

Yes, yes, no enemies.

We shall refine it at best.

The owner (owner) is called this Annastella.

Old Garzam and old Riphal.

The old people around us can't stand their teeth.

I feel the same when I get stiff, but I'll do my best.

"If you want to, you and the golden apple will cooperate fully with you. I think the manager and the owner are going to admit something, too? If that bothers you, tell me. If you're scared, I'll give you a mouthful."

I appreciate you working with me to make sure the city gets better on Glen Kaina night.

But I don't want to imagine.

Will you bring a letter of recommendation from Annastella, old Garzam, old Riphal teacher, and His Majesty the King to report to the owner (owner) that he will retire Lunamaria, Miss Listia, and Miss Laura as my daughter-in-law?

What kind of comedy is that?

Exactly. It's too pitiful if you can't do it on your own.

- Hey.

Why are you guys so polite about your attitude towards Annastella since you heard the dialogue earlier?

What happened to the title of "Intercept Three Daughters"?