It didn't take long before a tall, golden-haired cow-girl appeared. Her eyes lit up the moment she saw August.
Due to some past incidents with previous clients, her reputation had spread throughout the town. As a result, she hadn't had any business for quite some time. Now, someone had finally chosen her, and not just anyone—a handsome man. How could she not be excited?
"Hello there, handsome. Was it you who requested me?"
"Yes, I did. Is there a problem?"
"No, not at all. I just didn't expect such a handsome guy to pick me. I'm a little surprised, that's all."
"Is that so?"
August sized up the golden-haired cow-girl. Her aura of lust was overpowering—easily ten times stronger than that of the other cow-girls.
In other words, this woman's needs were ten times those of a normal woman, which explained why her previous clients had ended up in such dire states.
Desire doesn't fade with time; it accumulates. If August's guess was correct, her former customers likely hadn't visited her in ages before their sessions, which is why they left in such terrible shape. Under normal circumstances, things wouldn't be that extreme.
With the receptionist watching them, August and Lucina walked deeper into the establishment. Like all succubus houses, this one was designed like a grand inn, capable of accommodating numerous guests in private rooms.
They found a secluded room near the corner. The moment they entered, Lucina wasted no time throwing August onto the bed. It had been far too long since she'd had any 'fun,' and she was barely holding herself together.
"Are you really in that much of a hurry?" August couldn't help but laugh. Typically, it should be the man who's eager, but this situation seemed reversed.
"Relax, handsome-kun. Leave everything to me. I'll take you to heaven."
"Hey, calm down a bit—"
"I can't hold back any longer~"
...
Three hours later, outside the doors, Stunk and Zel had already finished and were waiting. They had been standing there for quite some time, yet August was nowhere to be seen.
"Hey, can I ask? Where's the guy who came in with us?" Stunk finally asked the receptionist, unable to contain his curiosity any longer.
"You mean that handsome fellow?"
"Yeah, that's him."
"Oh, he might not be coming out anytime soon."
"What do you mean by that?"
"He chose the one with the... highest demand. The last time someone picked her, he wasn't let go until the next morning. When he came out, he was barely able to stand."
The receptionist sighed, clearly feeling sorry. If only he'd chosen her, things might have gone better—not that the money mattered to her.
Her words left Stunk and Zel dumbstruck. Panic quickly spread across their faces. If something serious happened, and their new friend got drained dry on his first visit to a succubus house, their reputations would be ruined! How could they live it down?
"Hey, where is he?" Stunk asked, alarmed.
"What do you plan on doing?" the receptionist asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Of course, we're going to rescue him! What else?"
"No can do. As per the rules, no one is to be disturbed until the session is complete. You two should know better; this isn't your first time here," she reminded them.
That shut them up quickly. They were indeed familiar with this rule. It was there to protect clients' privacy—nobody wants their fun interrupted halfway, after all.
But this wasn't about that! If August got pushed too far, he might really be in trouble.
Stunk, being somewhat well-known in this town, feared for his reputation. If word got out that their friend got 'played to death' on his first visit, he'd be ruined.
"Stunk, there's no point in worrying. The only thing we can do now is wait," Zel reasoned.
"But August—"
"Don't forget, he's not human. He's from the House of Demon with seven hearts and immense mana reserves. He's probably tougher than you think."
"All we can do is hope," Stunk sighed.
The two stood on the outside, faces full of concern and anxiety, waiting nervously.
After another half-hour, August finally appeared at the entrance. He looked completely unharmed, much to the surprise of the receptionist. She blinked in astonishment—this handsome young man... was perfectly fine? Could it be that he actually satisfied her?
Seeing August emerge, Stunk and Zel rushed over with excitement.
"You finally made it out! You okay, man?" Stunk asked, checking him over.
"What do you mean by that? What's wrong with you, Stunk?" August replied, confused.
"I heard from the receptionist that the girl you picked... has a terrifyingly high, uh, demand."
"Oh, that? It wasn't too bad. Actually, I found it quite enjoyable."
"Uh..."
Stunk and Zel stared at August, utterly bewildered. A thought quickly formed in their minds—this seemingly normal guy was actually an even bigger monster than they were. Even the succubus girls here couldn't handle him.
But they didn't press further. After all, this was a private matter, and they had only just become friends.
Since Stunk still had to take August to a nearby inn for the night, the three didn't linger. They left the Cowgirl Ranch together.
Meanwhile, back at the ranch, the receptionist, driven by curiosity, quietly slipped into her room.
Upon entering, she found her lying motionless on the bed. Her entire body was flushed red, and she was fast asleep.
One look at the room, and it was obvious—a "battle" had taken place here. And not just any battle—a full-on war. The receptionist gulped. It was hard to believe, but that handsome young man was far more formidable than he appeared.
Not wanting to disturb the sleeping girl, the receptionist quietly left the room, her mind reeling from the night's events. This was something she'd remember for a long time.
Meanwhile, with Stunk's help, August found a decent inn in town. It only cost fifty gold coins per night and even included breakfast. To be honest, it was quite the bargain, and the place was surprisingly nice.
Stunk even paid for ten days in advance—yes, it was Stunk who paid. Despite August's considerable treasure, he didn't have a single coin of this world's currency.
Stunk also explained something interesting about the currency: even though they called it "gold coins," the actual gold content was minimal. It wasn't true gold in the traditional sense. August found that understandable.
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