Chapter 233: This is an Adult Shop, Not a Motel (3)[R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 233: This is an Adult Shop, Not a Motel (3)[R-18]
Slurp— Slurp—
Elfriede’s twin-tails swayed from side to side in rhythm with the sound of her sucking my cock.
‘...She’s cute.’
Watching her work so hard with her small mouth, I toyed with Elfriede’s ears as a sign of my gratitude.
“Hngh♥... Slurp... Mwah...♥”
Every time my fingers brushed her ears, Elfriede flinched, yet she didn't stop her service.
Instead, she swallowed my cock even deeper—to the point where her throat bulged—as if urging me to ejaculate.
“Slurp...♥ Haah... Haah... Senior...? Where do you want to cum this time?”
Eventually, sensing that I was close to finishing, Elfriede briefly pulled my cock out of her throat and asked.
“Hmm... My armpits?”
“...Pardon? Your... your armpits...?”
Elfriede’s eyes widened as if she were taken aback by my answer...
But soon, she obediently raised her arms, revealing her armpits glistening with sweat.
Whoosh—
Elfriede’s signature ‘refreshing mint scent’ wafted from her armpits.
“...Is... is this how I should do it?”
“Yeah. That’s perfect.”
Rub— Rub—
I rubbed my cock against Elfriede’s smooth armpits, as if spreading my pre-cum over them.
“Hehe♥... Haaah...!♥”
Leaving aside the parts that existed for sexual intercourse in the first place, like the pussy, anus, and throat, the sense of immorality from choosing to ejaculate in her armpits dominated my entire body.
“Elfriede, I’m coming!”
“Ah!... Hngh!... Haaah♥... Yes... Sen... ior..♥”
Spurt—! Splat—!
Along with a dizzying sensation of release, the semen that sprayed out completely covered Elfriede’s armpits and breasts.
“Whew...”
I finally felt like I’d ejaculated enough to be satisfied.
After having sex with Estelle only once and then immediately being punished by Lady Ellis...
Honestly, I deserved praise just for holding back until now.
“...Ahuhu♥.... At this rate, I’m going to get pregnant through my armpits... Senior.”
Muttering as she looked at the semen on her armpits, Elfriede untied her twin-tails.
Rustle—
Then, she wrapped her long, flowing hair around my cock and began to wipe it down meticulously.
Slide— Slide—
“Ngh... Elfriede...?”
The sensation was beyond imagination.
A groan escaped my lips involuntarily.
She must have maintained it incredibly well, because there wasn't a hint of the scratchy texture typical of hair.
Instead, there was only a smoothness, as if I were being rubbed with the finest silk.
“...Fufu. I thought you might like this, Senior. How does it feel? To have the hair that this Super Genius Beauty High Elf cared for so~ precious~ly used like a semen-disposal tissue?”
Elfriede looked up at me and whispered with a mischievous glint in her eyes.
Honestly, it felt amazing, but...
“You didn't have to go this far. I feel bad.”
“Haah? You feel... bad? You didn't stop even when I begged you to earlier, and now you're saying this? You're just going to be rough again the next time we have sex anyway, aren't you?”
“....”
Since it was the undeniable truth, I couldn't argue.
“Wow... Look at you, being so shameless you won't even deny it. Well, anyway, now that your cock seems to have calmed down... shall we have a serious talk?”
“While you're covered in semen like that?”
“...Che! You're the one who did it. Fine, should I go wash up first?”
“No, let's wash up together in a bit. So, what's this serious talk you want to have?”
“You said you wanted to get stronger, Senior.”
At my question, Elfriede replied with a wicked grin, as if saying, 'I've got you now.'
“So... from now on, let's spar regularly.”
A few days later, in the heart of Belua Street.
“Wait... This is finished already?”
I muttered to myself, staring blankly at the building towering before me.
‘Hyuuu... Ian Oppa. Helen Unni told me to tell you to visit because the salon is having a soft opening.’
When I heard it from Poporing, I thought they had only finished the frame...
“...This is the place, right?”
I wondered if I had come to the wrong spot and checked again, but the elegant sign reading ‘Le Jardin des Roses’ confirmed it was the right building.
The exterior walls, finished with red bricks, were engraved with delicate gold decorations, exuding an air of luxury and secrecy.
“....”
It hadn't been that long since I set her up with Lady Yuris, and a building like this was already standing. I couldn't even fathom what methods she had used.
While I was admiring the building, a middle-aged noble man who looked wealthy even at a glance walked toward the salon.
“Excuse me. I was watching for a moment and saw a young lady of the Cassia family enter... May I take a look inside as well?”
“I am sorry, but our salon strictly prohibits the entry of male customers.”
The female employee guarding the entrance scanned the man with an expressionless face and cut him off flatly.
“Hahaha... Is that so? I suppose that's possible. But young lady, do you know who I am?”
“Judging by the crest on your clothes, you appear to be of the Coralbina family.”
“Yes, you know well. I am Hurent Coralbina. Now, I may enter, yes? Do not worry. I simply wish to have a brief conversation with the young lady.”
As the man, having revealed his status, tried to walk inside as if it were his right...
Thud—
The female employee reached out her arm and blocked him again.
“Pardon me, but there are no exceptions to the rules.”
“You... are you sure you want to act like this? I guarantee you, whoever your master is, they would not want to make an enemy of the Coralbina family.”
Despite the man's threat, the employee didn't even blink as she spoke calmly.
“This ‘Le Jardin des Roses’ is a salon jointly owned and operated by the Red Rose Commerce and the Church.”
“...What... Red Rose...? The Church...?”
“Yes. Furthermore, may I interpret your recent statement, Lord Hurent, as a threat from the Coralbina family toward the Red Rose Commerce and the Church?”
At the employee's calm yet overbearing words, the man's face turned pale. He immediately apologized and retreated.
It was a natural reaction.
No matter what kind of noble one was, no one would want to be on the bad side of a ‘Three Primary Colors Family’ and the ‘Church’ at the same time.
The problem was...
“...Can I even get in?”
I wondered if I would be allowed inside.
I came because Helen told me to, but...
Seeing even a powerful-looking noble get rejected so flatly, I didn't think they would believe me even if I said Helen had personally invited me.
“....”
Just then, the female employee guarding the entrance spotted me. She paused for a moment and then walked toward me without hesitation.
Did she catch me watching?
“Ah... well, uh...”
As I scratched my cheek awkwardly and started to speak, the employee bowed her waist first and spoke politely.
“You are Lord Ian, correct? We have been expecting you.”
“Huh? ...Ah, yes, that's me... but how did you know my name...?”
“Because your appearance is exactly as the Guild Master described. For some reason, unlike her usual self, she didn't give me any specific information and simply said ‘you would know at a glance’... As expected, the Guild Master is never wrong.”
The employee nodded in admiration, her tone devoid of emotion.
“Now, please come this way. I will guide you.”
“Ah, um... yes... but is it okay for me to go in? That man just now was told he couldn't...”
“Every rule has its exceptions, Lord Ian.”
“....”
“The Guild Master is waiting for you.”
When the employee touched the heavy-looking salon door, it opened without a sound.
Stepping inside, a dazzlingly luxurious yet not at all gaudy hallway appeared.
As I walked along the hallway covered in high-end carpet, pleasant scents and the sound of music flowed from the surroundings.
Step— Step—
After walking for a while, the employee suddenly stopped.
“From here on, it is a space where only Lord Ian and the Guild Master may enter.”
“...Pardon?”
“Just walk straight down the hallway and open the door at the end. Well then, I hope you have a pleasant time.”
The employee bowed politely once more and headed back the way she came.
“....”
Following her instructions, I walked down the hallway until I saw a door without even a handle.
“...How do I open this?”
Slide—
At that moment, the door opened on its own, revealing a scene that left me bewildered.
“What is all this?”
Dozens of screens filled an entire wall.
[Big Sister]
In the room labeled as such, various locations inside the salon, including the hallway I had just walked through, were being displayed in real-time.
Flash—!
Then, a familiar figure appeared on one of the screens.
It was Poporing.
“Hyuuuu...! H-how much... more do I have to work... now... hic!! I'm at my limit...!”
Sitting at a workbench, crying while making dildos, she looked like the very picture of labor exploitation...
“Lady Poporing. It has been exactly 15 minutes since you started working. There are 45 minutes left until your next break. Now, open your mouth. Here comes a snack. It's delicious, isn't it?”
“Hic...! Munch munch...! It... tastes good... but... s-still... I think... working 6 hours a day, 4 days a week is too cruel... hic!”
“...Yes, indeed. It is very cruel. Especially since we only give you a 20-minute break for every hour of work. Now, blow your nose.”
Watching the employee next to her wipe her nose with a handkerchief and soothe her, I suddenly felt the urge to give Poporing a flick on the forehead.
“Oh my, you're finally here?”
At that moment, hearing Helen's voice from behind, I turned my head.
“Wow...”
I already knew Helen was an ‘incredible beauty,’ but...
The sight of Helen wearing a brilliant red dress, elegantly holding a wine glass with a confident smile, was so beautiful it was breathtaking.
“......”
“Hmph! ...W-what is it? If someone talks to you, you should at least answer! Why are you ignoring me? Wait, was this Helen so beautiful that you lost your mind!?”
“...Ah? Yeah... sorry, I guess I did.”
“Wh-what?!”
When I nodded honestly, Helen’s face flushed red as if she were flustered.
“Ahem...! R-really.... Why are you being so honest and making people embarrassed... Ahem...! W-well! If that's the case, it can't be helped. I'll forgive you just this once. Now, come here and sit down.”
Helen sat on the sofa first and patted the spot next to her.
As I approached and sat down, Helen said with a boastful expression.
“Hmph! So, what are your impressions after seeing ‘Le Jardin des Roses’ in person? It's amazing, isn't it? It's not even officially open yet, but word of mouth is already spreading like crazy.”
“Yeah, it's amazing. Sincerely... But Helen, why did you call me here?”
I asked because I was curious why she had summoned me to a place where men were banned...
But perhaps she misunderstood something, because Helen arched her eyebrows and snapped at me.
“What did you say!? You, what do you mean by that!! Do I!! Need!! A special reason!! To call you!! Why? Is it a bother if I call you?!!”
“No, I didn't mean it like that...”
“Hmph! Fine! Ha! Yes, you said it well! In the first place, YOU!! Why do you only come when I call? If you're the owner, you should act like the owner and come check on how your shop is doing before I have to call you!!”
“Owner? Who?”
When I asked back in confusion, Helen clicked her tongue and answered.
“Tsk, who else could it be? You.”
“What...? I'm the what?”
“Ah! Seriously, why are you so slow on the uptake! I said! It's you!”
“...So, what about me?”
“Aaaaaah!! Seriously!!”
Helen stomped her feet in frustration, then spread both her arms wide and said.
“Here! This salon! You are the owner of ‘Le Jardin des Roses’!! Do you understand now!?”