Aster boarded another flying car and drove off in a different direction under the man's lead. This time, he was going in the opposite direction of where the mayor's tower was, so the scene outside the window was slightly different than before.
A series of high-rise buildings could be seen left and right as the car zoomed past them, leaving only a trail of light behind. Although one would imagine the scenery being bland and repetitive, with the building designs being as varied as people's hairstyles, it wasn't so boring looking at them.
Their drive lasted five minutes, which was quite long considering the speed at which they were going. The car stopped before a tall building, a high-rise hotel with at least a hundred floors at a glance.
It had a simple layout of being rounded from the base to the top, but the "surface" was uneven, as if worms ate through a section of the outer walls. If one could look at it from the top, then one would realize that the design was made to look like helical gear, as if trying to match the name of the establishment: Helical Pavillion.
'People in this era sure do love spiral designs...' Aster mused while staring at it.
As he got out of the car, however, the one who guided him didn't lead him anymore, leaving while saying that the madam was waiting for him on the top floor.
He walked forward, reaching the automatic doors and entering the lobby. The design was simple and almost similar to the Twister Hotel's, making it familiar to Aster and letting him navigate through more easily.
"Welcome, sir!"
The guard standing beside the entrance inside bowed lightly in greeting. Looking over, Aster found that it was another dog beastman, but this time, it wasn't a Doberman-based one, but rather... a husky!
"...!"
Aster's hand moved almost reflexively, wanting to pat the guard's fluffy head, but he quickly came back to his senses and pulled his hand back. Worried that he wouldn't be able to fight against the urge, he quickly bowed lightly in response before rushing toward the nearest Magic Elevator.
As soon as he entered, he imagined going to the top floor. As he did, the elevator closed before starting to shoot up and heading to the 130th floor of the hotel.
When he stepped out of the elevator, he realized that the top floor was made differently. Everywhere he looked, greenery stood out as if the rooftop had been turned into a garden. Thanks to their smart arrangement, it didn't look "narrow" or "dirty," but rather gave a serene look to the entire floor.
Furthermore, instead of concrete and metal, the walls and roof were made out of thick glass, making it possible to see everything from there—like a sky garden. Rather, it was more accurate to say it was a greenhouse on top of the building.
"You're finally here, Aster. Come."
As he was walking around, looking at the beautiful flowers that decorated the pathways, a sweet voice called to him. Looking over, he found a familiar figure.
Blood-red hair and gold eyes, along with lips colored purple at the moment. A thin, seductive smile adorned her beautiful face. Furthermore, she was wearing a purple cocktail dress, following every curve of her body tightly, leaving almost nothing to the imagination.
*Gulp!*
Seeing her again, Aster felt nervous.
As if able to read his inner turmoil, the woman, Priscilla V. Noire, closed her eyes and chuckled. "Don't just stand there mesmerized; come here. The food's going to get cold."
Thinking it would be rude to make her wait, Aster walked forward, only to realize that he was still wearing his adventurer clothes. "It's fine; there's no dress code in here." She added, completely reading Aster's concern.
Although nervous, Aster walked forward and sat down across from Priscilla. The rectangular, glass table between them felt narrow with all the food prepared, but there was still enough space for them to get their elbows on.
"What's wrong?" Priscilla asked. "Perhaps the food I prepared doesn't fit your tastes?"
"Ah, no, Mrs. Noire... It's just..." Aster mumbled, unable to stare her straight in the eyes.
"... Perhaps my attire's too stimulating?"
She asked teasingly, leaning forward while accentuating her rich assets. Then, she cupped both hands under her chin while whispering in a soft voice, "But this is nothing. I'll make sure to show you something more amazing later~"
"...!"
Aster felt conflicted. As a man, it was natural for him to be attracted to a beautiful woman like her. However, his common sense was telling him that it was wrong to look at someone else's wife like this. Priscilla's teasing, adult charm was similar to his nurse's, making it even more awkward for him.
Just like that, the two began eating lunch while chatting. Aster couldn't remember what they talked about or what the food tasted because he was nervous.
Priscilla was the one talking away, as if trying to make him feel at ease as much as possible.
Their lunch ended around 3 p.m., which was still too early. However, Priscilla stood up, walked over to Aster's side, and pulled him by his arm.
"I wanted to try to make you feel at ease with me, but it looks like I only made you even more nervous." She said it with a guilty smile. "I already reserved the floor below; let's go there and try to relax."
"..."
Of course, Aster wasn't dumb enough to not realize what she truly meant. Although his heart still wasn't prepared, he couldn't hide the slight anticipation and excitement he was feeling. Priscilla smiled as if realizing what was going on in his mind before tugging at him a little stronger, forcing him to stand.
"Well then, I'll lead the way~!"
She exclaimed while wrapping, grabbing Aster's arm, and letting her two ample assets touch him. The two didn't go for the elevator but instead to the stairs across from it, heading down one floor.
"This...!"
Aster stiffened even more after seeing the floor's design. The entire floor had this "pink" theme on it, making him even more nervous as they walked through it.
Priscilla didn't wander around and went straight to the room she had selected beforehand and pushed Aster into it.
"You know what'd happen next, right~?" She whispered right in his ear, tickling his lobes and melting his brain. "Will you be taking a bath first, or have a go with me as is?"
Hearing her question, he recalled that he had just gotten out of the dungeon before going there. He tried smelling himself, realized that he smelled like sweat, and felt sorry for Priscilla, who was clinging to him.
"Bath first, please."