"Would Arce have the privilege of spending a charming night with such a beautiful princess?"
".... Yes."
Upon hearing these words, Aisha opened her mouth in shock.
She didn't know where this person came from, but she had to admit that he was quite skilled at charming women. Seeing Haruhime's blushing face and dreamy eyes, Aisha could tell that he had succeeded in seducing his prey.
No matter how Aisha looked at it, Haruhime was beautiful, so having one or two men fawning over her fluffy fox tail wouldn't be unusual.
The problem was Haruhime's personality. She was sweet, shy, and extremely kind, completely unfit for her profession. This was also why she had received many complaints.
"Kya! What a gentleman!"
"That lucky fox... Hmp! Even someone like her managed to catch a man."
"No matter what, the customer will surely be disappointed."
Laughing among themselves, the women accompanying Haruhime mocked her. Some were jealous, while others eagerly anticipated witnessing her misfortune. Like Aisha, they had heard the adventurer's flirting and sweet words.
Aisha, on the other hand, didn't care about the gossip of these prostitutes. She was more interested in the man who invited Haruhime.
"What is this guy up to?"
Frowning, Aisha could see that this guy was up to no good. Seducing a prostitute was unheard of, and choosing Haruhime, of all people, made it even more suspicious.
"He must know something."
Rubbing her chin, Aisha decided to follow him. Regardless of what this guy was planning, she wouldn't let harm come to Haruhime; she was her ward.
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Reluctantly parting ways, Haruhime touched the wooden bars, watching Yuki move away, who only smiled in response.
"Princess? Do I have the right to be one?"
Reflecting on the adventurer's words, Haruhime felt sadness. Someone as tainted as her didn't have the right to bear the title, but conversely, she desired it. She wanted to be someone special, a damsel for a hero to sweep off her feet and embark on an adventure.
(No... Someone like me... No.)
Closing her eyes, Haruhime stopped overthinking. She focused on this night, on the adventurer with sweet words.
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(This kind of establishment...)
Looking around, Yuki raised an eyebrow. This construction resembled a Japanese style with sliding doors and tatami-style rooms.
No doubt, it screamed Oriental style.
(These gods... How many worlds have they visited?)
But this wasn't strange; gods traveled through worlds, experiencing various cultures. It wouldn't be a surprise if they could replicate something as simple as this place.
Although it left him with doubts—if they had the ability to reproduce this technology, why was this world still so backward after more than a thousand years since their descent?
(Nothing will change even if I find out.)
Stopping troubling thoughts, Yuki continued walking.
"Welcome, Master... Allow me to accompany you tonight."
Opening the sliding door, Yuki looked at the beautiful Renard kneeling on the floor, in a seiza pose.
(Even the way of presenting is similar to the Japanese.)
Observing her gestures and her beautiful red kimono, Yuki was somewhat eager to begin.
This woman was his type, and Yuki wanted to feel that beautiful tail and ears. He had many pets in his past life and wondered if the sensation was similar or even better.
He hadn't forgotten the beautiful tavern waitress. That's why he thought he could have fun with this Renard.
"No, quite the opposite. I would be honored if you allow me to spend the night here."
Responding in kind, Yuki knelt, taking Haruhime's hands, as a husband would upon returning from work.
"You don't have to lower yourself like this with me, Master. You've paid for me, and it's my duty to provide you with my services."
Standing up, Haruhime took Yuki's hand, opening another sliding door revealing a double futon, intended for consummating the act.
"Please, Master, come with me."
Entering the dark room, Haruhime's cheeks reddened. She knew what was about to happen, but she focused on this adventurer with sweet words.
This time, taking the lead, Haruhime, pushed Yuki onto the futon on the floor, lowering her kimono, revealing her smooth, white skin and a pair of ample bosoms hidden underneath.
Yuki, on the other hand, made no move. He simply swallowed nervously, waiting to see what this woman would do. Just by looking at her beautiful skin, Yuki had to admit that his eyes hadn't deceived him in choosing her.
"Don't worry, Master, I have..."
Straddling Yuki like a cowgirl, Haruhime ran her hands over Yuki's chest, attempting to undress him by unbuttoning his shirt. However, she stopped halfway as her eyes fixated on a particular area.
"Hm? What's wrong, miss?"
Asking with uncertainty, Yuki saw the Renard become paralyzed, on top of him.
"You... have... a beautiful clavicle..."
*Plat*
Like a puppet whose strings were cut, Haruhime fell onto Yuki, her eyes rolling, and foam coming out of her mouth.
"Eh?"
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TN: she passed out of anxiety lmao haruhime also one of my fav character she must be protected at all cost!!