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After finishing my drink, I stagger outside and walk deep into the town of Whadoomeelf with a hunched posture. However, there's really nothing for me to do now that the excitement of drinking in a tavern is no longer running through my veins.
{Master...}
Yes? Do you want to nag me about fingering that waiter and so on?
{No, that is not the problem, master. The thing is that you didn't pay attention to a specific detail in the tavern.}
A specific detail... Is it about drinking some stinky orc piss?
{No, not that. Well... It is not like an orc's piss is bad, after all, it's fermented. I want to bring your attention to the comments made by other customers about you training their wives and slaves.}
Training their wife and slaves…? Did I tell them I was a gym trainer or something?
{Ugh...fuck, master. That's not it! I am talking about you being a sex trainer. Because of how you made that arrogant bitch cum, the other customers thought you were a sex trainer.}
Sex trainer... Something like that exists here? I am not even surprised at this point.
'This world, in my opinion, has fewer restrictions than my previous world. It is a dog-eat-dog world, but it also has some restraint. However, I still can't get over the concept of slavery in this world and how it is seen as a norm.
{In this world, women are just as strong as men, which is why some men's wives are resolute and unwavering. As a result, the majority of those men are devising methods to coerce their wives and slaves into submission. That's why they usually hire the service of a sex trainer to tame their uncontrollable wives.}
As Darkus explains to me, everything starts getting weirder. First, it's a pretty strange practice for another man to train a man's wife by fucking her. Though something like this exists in my world, it's usually practiced by only a handful of people or acted in pornos.
So, in other words, I can take up the side hustle of being a sex trainer, right?
{Yes, master. To become a sex trainer, you must first obtain certification or be recommended by a certified former trainer.}
Ugh… where do you expect me to find a sex trainer?
{Fret not, master, fufu. That old geezer who is running the tavern is a sex trainer!}
Wait… how did you know?
{It was obvious, master. Every detail of his body was screaming "sex trainer." I can tell he is a sex trainer based on his large hands and defined physique, as well as the lewd scent he was giving off. Everything began to make sense when I noticed various girls working for him. A tavern barely has that many half-naked girls walking around.}
So… you are saying that man is a sex trainer. I also felt something strange about him; those fingers of his, I am jealous of them. Those fingers are much bigger than most men's dicks, haha. And I am not sure what the lewd scent emanating from him is.
{Well, it's simple. If a man or woman has had an unusual number of partners in the past, there is usually a strange scent that surrounds them. That man has had thousands of encounters with women. Though only a few people can perceive the scent.}
You are strange…
Walking around Whadoomeelf, I ask people for recommendations for cheap hotels, and one is described to me as being extremely cheap.
"Oh my, oh my," I mutter as I gaze at the hotel in front of me. It is a small dome-shaped structure constructed with Lego-like bricks, which are widely used in this world.
Without further thought, I enter the building and find myself in a small but well-decorated room.
Turning around, I notice a young human girl in her early twenties behind a desk with an unreadable expression on her face.
"Good evening, how can I assist you, mister?" The woman inquires, her expression blank.
"I would like to stay here," I respond, searching for the right word. In this world, I happened to learn their language for some unknown reason, but I occasionally make simple mistakes.
"Fifty bronze coins per day. There are no special packages; all rooms are the same," the girl tells me, her mouth moving rapidly.
"Oh, okay…" I respond, handing her the money. I am also not looking for special packages; all I need is a room to lay my head and sleep overnight.
After rummaging through her desk for a few moments, the attendant hands me a single key with the number '24' prominently displayed on it.
"Go straight down the hallway and make a left turn; you will see your room on the right." The attendant informs me once more, her mouth moving rapidly.
I begin walking with the key in my hand, but something unexpected occurs, causing me to backtrack.
"Excuse me, miss. "I would like to ask you a question," I ask.
"Go on, sir," the attendant responds.
"I noticed a narrow street opposite this building with a few strange guys emerging from it; are they criminals or what?" I ask.
"Oh...that street. It leads to a red light district, fufu," the attendant replies, with a mischievous smile suddenly appearing on her face. "So, it is normal for all kinds of people, including criminals, to visit there. However, do not worry, there has never been a mishap here because there are several security guards," the attendant explains to me.
For some reason, when I hear her explanation, my heart begins to race.
{Master…}
Darkus….
{The Red Light District...}
We only have seven silver coins left.
{B-But think about the booby paradise. Think about what you'll see there.}
Okay, okay, fine! You are done saying anything else.
This time, after being tempted by Darkus, I can't resist the urge to check out the red-light district.
That's right, I'll only check it out. Nothing more.
{ʘ‿ʘ}
"Thanks for explaining, Miss. Ahem… I believe I left something outside," I say, pretending to have forgotten something before power-walking out of the hotel.
Although the attendant is obviously aware that I am heading to the red light district, telling her directly is quite shameful.
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