Manager of the Other World Brothel

Dawn.

Dawn still needs a while.

The moon also sets, and the stars in heaven are surrounded by deep and quiet darkness around that time.

The King's capital, Glenkaina, boasting the brightest nights in the world, has also fallen asleep, and the lights and magical lights that lit up the city like day until midnight have now fallen.

The waterways are bristled with water, and they look black as if they were dry liquid (tar).

If you look closely, there's a slight twist, but it doesn't even seem like it's part of some giant organism.

If the King's capital, Glen Kaina, is used as a living organism, the aqueduct can be called its blood vessel, so it may not be an off-the-shelf feeling.

There is no shadow.

There's no sign of the wild little animals.

The Summer Waiting Moon bugs also lurk their voices, and they can't even hear the howl from the other side of the outer wall.

Deep idleness unlike the serene silence (smudging) of day, where slight signs of clutter make you feel strong and quiet on the contrary.

- True darkness and silence.

It should be the contours of a familiar street corner, but the silhouettes they are anointed with black shadows illuminate it as if it were a different city there.

There is no one to observe. Therefore, the city and waterways of this time may really be a different world than the people who lived there.

People, animals, bugs.

Dawn and darkness moments when even demons should be quiet asleep.

Yet there is one shadow.

Not an unreliable or dismal foothold like a drunk or suspicious person.

It is a quiet carriage of walks that does not allow you to take into account the time period or footsteps, but it is something that makes you feel firmly willing.

The silhouette of a woman, though not clearly visible due to the darkness.

From what you can see with eyes that can see the darkness, you should be able to see the young, glossy brown skin, the long, skinny body of the hands and legs, the lustrous platinum (platinum blonde) straight hair and the pale, clear eyes.

Though more than anything, the face would be so glossy and beautiful that anyone who was a man would accidentally swallow a saliva.

The figure is Miss Wolva - the rookie of "The Dream of the Walnut (Papilio Somnium)", the source name of Luxhna.

Even though the manager's "unique magic" maintains Miss Wolva's charm to the fullest, the coloured incense surrounding her is not comparable to a few months ago.

For what I know when Miss Wolva was still a 'dancer' - Miss Lukshna, the impression I saw at first sight so much that I thought she was someone else very similar, and the air surrounding me, has changed as much.

The face, which was neat but also cute, highlighted the luster with beauty and shade, and the body, which was forged as a dancer with a strong luminous but healthy impression, loosened only slightly, instead emitting an upside down colourful fragrance.

- Miss Lukshna's body, which was a girl (dancer), is now a female (whore) snail as Miss Wolva.

Miss Wolva's "First Enchantment" is over and now sells her body every night as one of the most popular ladies in the luxury whorehouse "The Dream of the Walnut (Papilio Somnium)".

About a month ago, as a rookie, she was sold out to a large extent, and "Miss Wolva" has become a little celebrity in the industry selling colorful luster by turning Cain, the son of the Marquis Orlyn family, into a muscle in "First Charm".

For the customers of "The Dream of the Walnut (Papilio Somnium)" (both Skebeyalow), it would be better to be the former sign dancer of the Golden Forgiveness "Alm Fertilitatem", one of the five largest taverns in the Wangdu Glen Kaina.

- The sign dancer of "Golden Forgiveness" Alm Fertilitatem "became the lady of" The Dream of the Walnut (Papilio Somnium) ".

The rumors went along with the fact that the "first charm" had made the great aristocrats roam the "Night City," which was not free of gold, the so-called (...) Y (...) was sufficient to attract the interest of the customers.

Even though I have made the great nobleman a muscle in "First Charm," it doesn't mean I won't take any other customers at all.

Even though you have made the great nobleman a muscle, there is no doubt that Miss Wolva is a newcomer.

Though valuing is what's in the 'petal holding' class (class), it's only natural if you're a whore that you have to sit in the 'charm seat' every night to take customers.

Almost a month has passed since she became a prostitute in a luxury whorehouse from a famous tavern sign dancer.

As a newcomer to the top whorehouse, The Dream of the Walnut (Papilio Somnium), in the Wang capital of Glen Kaina, known as the Sex Capital of the Continent, Miss Wolva is arguably making a smoother slip than ever before.

It is not exaggerated to say that the guests who nominate Miss Wolva are quite superior, due to the fact that they are headed by the Grand Nobleman and the strong valuing on which they are based.

Even in "The Dream of a Walnut (Papilio Somnium)", a luxury whorehouse, it has already lost its color to the middle-class ladies' muscles.

Despite being a "whore," overnight sales have already come naturally, and bookings have been made, so much so that in just a month we are less and less attached to the "charming seats".

But whether the best slip out as a 'whore' is happy for one 'girl' is another story.

- Still.

For Miss Luxhna, who has' important things' to take precedence over anything else, even if it is very unlikely to be happiness, it is definitely the situation as she wished.

I really appreciate the manager (manager) who made it possible for me to do this, and the three senior prostitutes (Kurtizanne), Renamaria, Listia, and Laura who planted everything as a 'whore'.

Maybe that's why I can stay sane.

The fact that a girl who was new (Sarah) would be set free by a man who would climb double digits in just one month is not understandable by a normal feeling.

But you can't just cry and throw it out and stop it.

I don't mean that either.

Whatever happens to Miss Lukshna, she chooses to be a whore because there is something she can never give way to - Miss Wolva.

- And even if I stop now, (...) let's (...) slow (...) (...).

I do have such thoughts.

Miss Wolva did lose and give up all sorts of irrevocable things instead of losing her most 'precious thing'.

"Miss Luxhna", a sign dancer for "Golden Forgiveness" Alm Fertilitatem ".

It would be one of those things that lost its name.

Is that what makes you come to a place like this alone at this hour?

Lady Wolva arrived in a quiet, but firm foothold, along a large waterway that flows through the heart of the Wang capital, Glen Kaina, along the vast tow path (Towpath).

It's not dawn yet.

In the darkness, it still takes a while for the Ming Dynasty.

So Miss Wolva lay down her eyes, and stood silently in her own motion.

I can't go any further.

Because if you proceed, you will fall into the waterway.

But I won't turn back.

There is naturally no fence for horses, cattle, or donkey horses (robas) that are tow paths (tow paths) for pulling ships.

Sometimes it's not so uncommon for a drunk to fall off a tow path (towpath) into an aqueduct late at night and be found floating the next morning.

If you are aware of Miss Wolva's circumstances, or you may have no choice but to fear that you will throw yourself.

But there is no sign of man at this hour, and no one speaks out worried about Miss Wolva standing by the waterway.

How long has it been standing quietly like that?

The eastern sky is slightly dazzling.

- Dawn begins.

At the same time Miss Wolva began the 'dance' engraved into her.

Slowly, but surely, I leap my body to ascertain from scratch the most serious' dance 'I have ever punched in my life.

The sun begins to shoot into the eastern sky at a time when it changes from a slow movement to a glamorous, big one.

But the light of day has yet to reach Glen Kaina, the king's capital, covered by a huge outer wall.

But that would be if the King's capital, Glen Kaina, were a normal city.

At the same time as the sun rises, multiple large mirrors due to enormous magic occur on the outer wall on the east side, reflecting the light of the day that began to rise as if there were several suns to reach the inside of the walls.

Glenn, the military power, and Glenn Kaina, the king's capital, also have a different appearance as the fortress of the impenetrable.

In Glen Kaina, the capital of a military power, everything means' to fight '.

That doesn't change the walls, the waterways, the streets.

But one end of those powers is used to make the lives of the King's people better in ordinary times.

Miss Wolva, who dances that light as if it were a spotlight, is beautiful as one woman, regardless of everything from being a 'dancer' or a 'whore'.

With a long dance that lasts until the sun rises completely from the eastern clouds, its supple body floats with sweat, reflecting the light of the sun as it moves in intense dance, scattering like a crystal shard.

With a serious look, Miss Wolva kneels down and kneels on the spot, finishing a long dance that she would not have with a little or gentle strength.

It's like when a dancer finishes' dancing 'on stage (stage).

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Is it sweat or tears that flow?

I get some neat look on my wet face reflecting the light of the ascending day.

Seems to have spoken someone's name, but that would only have been heard in the ears of Miss Wolva, who emitted it.

As always, there are no figures around the Great Waterway and Trawl Road (Towpath), but the night is completely dawn and the day of Wang Du Glen Kaina is about to begin in the strong sunlight of the summer waiting moon.

No, there are two shadows besides Miss Wolva.

From the side road that leads to the tow path (Towpath), slowly applauding the earlier 'Dance', 'The Dream of the Walnut (Papilio Somnium)', to which Miss Wolva belongs, appears its manager (Manager).

What follows behind me is Beauty (...) Young (...) Woman (...) and Lynn, said to be the brother Dizi, the manager (manager), who recently came to The Dream of the Walnut (Papilio Somnium).

"I had to worship something that I couldn't see anywhere else in the morning."

With a slightly worse look, the manager (manager) slowly walks toward Miss Wolva.

I don't know the reason for the look on that brother's face, looking up strangely, but still Lynn follows without saying anything.

Naturally, Miss Wolva doesn't see who Lynn is - the 'Silver Wolf', the Warcraft.

The little beautiful girl just seems to be walking around stuck to the manager.

"Manager!?"

Miss Wolva has a surprising look at the fact that an unexpected person was watching her 'dance'.

I'm not good at the art of reading signs.

It's also about this time, and I guess I thought no one was there, so it could be taken for granted.

"Uh, that, what.... I thought you were gonna cry."

Give the reason why the manager (manager) is still here with a bad look on his face.

I saw Miss Wolva leaving 'The Dream of a Walnut' at dawn and darkness, and it means she came with me worried.

"Have I worried you?

Understanding that immediately, Miss Wolva smiles with a flying smile.

Coming to this place at such a time is a sunny expression that shows in the end that the manager (manager) was not the reason to worry.

But even though it's only a month, Miss Wolva is already part of The Dream of a Walnut (Papilio Somnium).

With everything hidden in the dark vale, the manager (manager) doesn't really know what the look was like.

If it's a girl, it's still a woman's face that a man doesn't know.

"Well.... when you get out on your own at that hour."

An early morning walk in Lynn, which has recently become the manager's routine, known only to some.

I accidentally find Miss Wolva on her way out to this place and explain that she followed me worried.

- It's a lie.

Miss Wolva, not yet 'with petals' but already one of the popular ladies, has been given a room inside the building of 'The Dream of the Walnut (Papilio Somnium)'.

Essentially, more than "" Two Petals "" Duo Follum Floris "is a condition for being given a room in the building of" The Dream of the Walnut (Papilio Somnium) ", but that is just to say that it is separated by" Two Petals "as a contribution to the lady's shop.

If you are a lady who earns that level, or more, the room is given without any problems even before it becomes' flower petals included '.

It is an easy to understand and meritocratic "Dream of the Walnut (Papilio Somnium)". It's obvious that it's a whorehouse.

If a lady leaves the room at that time, the information is immediately delivered to the manager.

This is a troublesome situation, but the storekeepers (staff) of "The Dream of the Walnut (Papilio Somnium)" are basically excellent, and the buildings built by the owners (owners) without any bones are more versatile than the royal palaces of this country if they are bad.

Of course, Miss Wolva doesn't know.

As a manager, I followed him with serious concern.

The manager is not going to take Lynn's walk and deceive her.

But if you try to be Miss Wolva, who doesn't know the identity of her younger brother, Lord Tizi, is a warcraft, the manager (manager) who is walking with the beautiful girl at such times will look odd, but he is not aware of that.

It must have been a rush to lose sight of that.

However, Miss Wolva smiles gently, understanding that she was really worried about herself because of the look and attitude of her manager.

"I cried a lot, didn't I? I'm sure some days I'll cry again. Can I make you sweet then?

Though it is not yet a hundred wars smell, it shows it using the charm of a woman properly as a whore in a luxury whorehouse.

Miss Wolva laughs like a prank and checks with the manager (manager) to see if she can be sweet (...) YES (...) WOMAN (...).

"Ooh? Ooh..."

It can also be said that it is usual for a manager (manager) to fail to be fat.

Is it usual again for someone to take a lighter word for it and scold you later?

"But it just doesn't make you cry anything, does it? So I didn't want to forget myself as a 'dancer' and thought I'd practice here.... Shouldn't you have?

That's what I said, smile.

"I didn't do it.... No, don't you think about the place to practice?"

The manager answers with a slight glare at Miss Wolva's words and expression.

"Not here, can't you?

Straightened platinum (platinum blonde), long tied, swings as Miss Wolva puts on her little neck, reflecting the morning light.

"There will be more work for the Butterfly Dream (our) clerk (staff). Find a place where you don't need protection."

"To me, escort?

Apparently they don't come with pins.

Even if I accept being a whore and fulfilling my wishes that way, I still don't quite understand what it means to be a popular lady of The Dream of a Walnut (Papilio Somnium).

"Miss Wolva is already one of the most popular ladies of the Butterfly Dream (of ours), even though she's still 'no petals'. Be conscious. Be conscious. Guests of the Walnut Dream (of which) won't worry, but there are idiots even though the King's Capital is safe. Well, you're gonna be fine, so please don't take it back."

The manager correctly tells Miss Wolva what that means.

The neighborhood is also an inalienable part of being a manager.

Miss Wolva laughs a little lonely at the words of her manager.

There are no words.

"... don't make me look like that"

The manager (manager) also laughs with a slightly too bitter look.

I understand that Miss Wolva understands what the manager (manager) calls' danger 'and thinks that I (...) remain (...) et al. (...).

"Sorry!"

Miss Hurray Wolva apologizes impetuously, blushing unexpectedly.

Miss Wolva, who has already worked out, understands that the manager (manager) has taken great care of the ladies of The Dream of the Walnut (Papilio Somnium).

"Let's not be hookers," etc., but we also know full well that there is no mercy for those who scorn or ridicule themselves.

It also means that they feel most powerless to despise or pity themselves as' whores'.

"No, it's not too much."

I don't know if it's hard or not, but I want it myself. Miss Wolva is in her current position.

I'm the one who prioritized the most important thing at any cost, and the manager (manager) who is now looking lonely in front of me to make it happen and support me.

- The manager (this person) doesn't know how I really feel.

Miss Wolva takes for granted.

It's not because you're a man or a woman.

Selling your own body means you don't know unless you've done it before.

- Only who will be on our side at all costs.

Selling your body is hard.

I can't even stop wanting to scream or cry once in a while.

But for that reason, Miss Wolva honestly thought that she didn't want to give the same look to the manager who would treat her sincerely.

- Involves a woman's ticket.

There is no choice, there is nothing I can do to cut and drop the curtain of my life as a whore, and I can't take it back anymore.

Those who live under the sun have been frowned upon and are never in a position to be praised.

I can't get my life back as a normal girl, before it happens again.

Even if I try to dance here every morning, if the night book goes down, I have to take the customer, and even if I get the manager (manager) 's "Unique Magic" done every time, I won't be stopped from thinking I'm dirty (...) and (...) (...) (...).

The "unique magic" of the miraculous manager (manager) from the point of view of the woman you ask to call, or maybe Miss Wolva's body has changed little from a month ago, keeping her healthy and clean.

But there's nothing we can do about just the stuff that we accumulate in our hearts every time our customers hold us.

The memories of how I spoke and reacted to the (...) and (...) of that (...) will not disappear but just pile up.

I can't believe I (...) fell in love with someone, and now (...) is (...) very inconceivable.

- So what do you say?

I don't think I need to pretend it's not hard.

I've taken the word for it, and when there's nothing I can do about it, you can let the manager hit me.

Didn't I just come here and dance because I thought it wouldn't start anything when I was crying?

I felt kind of sorry to shake my 'hard self' on my side, even against my people.

That's why I blushed just now.

"It's OK, Manager! It's hilarious now! You can even dance!

I don't know what to say, so I panicked into a kind of meaningless word.

That makes my cheeks fever higher.

Oh, my God, I don't know what to do.

"- Right."

I see the face of the manager (manager) laughing a little relieved, and in a different way my cheeks are about to get hot.

- Why do you stop wanting me to make my manager (manager) look lonely?!

If it is the original role, it can be a situation where you are comforted and tears are quenched in the arms of the manager.

I would like to protest that the role is different to relieve myself of seeing the reassuring look on the part of the manager.

But I don't lie to my heart.

I can't help but think so.

As I do, I admire the fact that women are so strong.

"Lynn."

"Yes."

The manager speaks to his younger brother Di Zi, who quietly refrains from taking sides.

My younger brother Tizi is an instant answer.

"Change your morning walking course."

"Ha!"

For some reason, I find it a little funny that my younger brother Tiko replies cheerfully to that beautiful and quiet look, Miss Wolva.

I wonder how it works when you have beautiful hair but only one pin standing hair is probably shaking.

It's like a dog waving its tail, laughing unexpectedly.

Apparently, you can dance here tomorrow, but does the manager intend to take his brother Di Zi with him every morning for a walking course?

Then it really looks like a dog walk.

If you treat all those beautiful girls like dogs, I think they're just a little awful.

But if Lynn, the person of the day, seems happy, maybe that's fine.

"Oh-ho."

"Good Morning, Manager"

"Not a good morning."

Suddenly, even as a matter of course, Laura, Listia and Lunamaria emerge from the side roads where the manager (manager) appeared.

For Miss Wolva, the three of them, who are also mentors as prostitutes, did say that they were always with their manager (manager) when they were teaching themselves all the way.

I even asked my fellow ladies in "The Dream of the Walnut (Papilio Somnium)" that it wasn't a joke.

But I just didn't think it was the level that would follow a walk of time like this.

Miss Wolva thinks that maybe she's looking stunned right now.

But while it became "The Fine Whore (Kurtizanne)" and "Quinke Follum Floris", which only five of them exist in this King's Capital, it also made me kind of happy to see three people surprised when they were in love with a manager (manager) as if they were normal city daughters.

- I'm a whore. So what do you say?

I honestly thought so when I saw the manager (manager) who was nasty and noisy from the moment the three showed up and the three neat women, the beautiful girl waving her asshole hair like a tail.

- If crying doesn't change anything, you should be laughing, right?

That's what I thought, so I laughed as I thought.

"Oh, yeah. Why don't you tell us about Wolva's 'Dance'?

"Oh, that's good. The manager was a stranger, wasn't he?

"I have a cold gaze at my nakedness. Good. You want to remember."

"No, you guys? Dancing for Miss Wolva, more like this, you see..."

I ask Miss Wolva, who unintentionally laughed, to teach me how to dance at the usual rate: Renamaria, Listia and Laura.

It is obvious that this is a very obvious girlish reason to want to wear it if you can take away the gaze of a manager.

My younger brother Dizi (Lynn) and others have already danced with appearance imitation.

It's oddly good and a little surprising, but cuter than that.

On the other hand, the manager (manager) is reluctant to see Miss Wolva, who was formerly a "dancer," and seems to be thinking something difficult.

- I knew guys were rational in places like this, right?

That makes me naturally and grinningly strong.

"It's just stressful, isn't it?

The manager (manager) gives the words of Miss Wolva, who tells them in a prank manner, an expression that is difficult to say.

Miss Wolva thought she would like to see as much of this guy's expression as she could.

Miss Wolva laughs really heartily at some point as she teases the manager (manager) who gave her that look with Renamaria, Listia and Laura.

Lynn is obsessed with dancing beside it.

When is the night completely dawn and the dazzling sunlight of the summer waiting moon on the waterway begins to reflect indiscriminately?

The water, which was like a dry liquid (tar), now shines as if it had laid down countless gems.

Even though it's essentially like nothing has changed.

With the light that illuminates you, you just shine beautifully.

- Even me, right.

Renamaria, Listia and Laura are so beautiful, even from Miss Wolva's point of view.

If the reason is not just because of the way he is, but because of someone beside him, Miss Wolva thinks she can do so herself.

This is how Miss Wolva's days in "The Dream of a Walnut (Papilio Somnium)" begin and continue.

Until one day the time comes when we can laugh and talk about those days.

Talk to you later.

The early morning dance by the ladies of "The Dream of the Walnut (Papilio Somnium)" on the waterway at dawn, which began on this day, gradually became massive, involving not only other whorehouses but also many of the women who work in the night city.

Few people know that "The Great Dance of Dawn", which later becomes the specialty of the Wang capital Glen Kaina, began with an act of one dawn without such other love.

No one knows that the one who was most pleased about it again was the master who taught Miss Lukshna 'Dance'.