The four of them moved to the back of the building. In contrast to the opulent main entrance, there was no bright door or flashy signage here. In the dim light of the street lamps, Tetsuya could barely discern a recessed area in the wall, which appeared to contain two sleek black elevators.
Shu Daisuke pulled out his phone and made a call. Before long, the indicator light for the elevator suddenly lit up.
"What is this place?" Tetsuya asked as the four of them entered the elevator.
"A good place," Shu Daisuke replied, smiling in a way that was somewhat disconcerting.
"Brother Shu, you and Tetsuya-bro go ahead. I'll take Hitoshi home; he's about to pass out. If he drinks any more, it could be dangerous…" Kazuya began to murmur from behind, sensing something, but Shu Daisuke ignored him.
Tetsuya looked up to see the floor indicator in the elevator jump directly from "1" to "7," and then the elevator doors slowly opened.
"Welcome!" A soft and melodic voice suddenly rang out, causing Tetsuya, Hitoshi, and Kazuya to shudder simultaneously.
Outside the elevator stood a line of over a dozen tall women, all dressed in matching black strapless, form-fitting mini dresses, their legs adorned with skin-colored stockings, and black high-heeled shoes. They all bowed slightly, their smiles directed at the stunned group inside the elevator.
At that moment, a sharply dressed man stepped out from the side—
"Mr. Shu, this way, please."
He stood at the elevator entrance, gesturing them to follow, then turned and waved his hand. The welcoming ladies automatically parted into two lines, creating a central pathway. The suited man walked ahead to lead the way, and Shu Daisuke, with his arm around Tetsuya's shoulders, stepped out of the elevator and followed, passing between the two rows of women.
Tetsuya turned back and saw that Hitoshi had managed to break free from Kazuya's support, and the two were unsteadily walking side by side behind them, their gazes wandering and their flushed faces displaying a myriad of unpredictable expressions. As Tetsuya glanced back, he also caught sight of an entire row of exposed flesh.
It was as if they had been meticulously selected; the beautiful women, all nearly the same height, were all curvaceous, each boasting straight, long legs. Their tight strapless dresses barely concealed their ample figures, and it seemed like the fabric was on the verge of bursting, exposing deep cleavage.
Tetsuya quickly shifted his gaze forward, unable to shake the worry about what might happen next.
"Second Brother... this place isn't suited for us; we should leave," he heard Kazuya continuously urging Hitoshi, but Hitoshi seemed to be ignoring him.
After leaving the spacious and brightly lit reception area, the group stepped into a corridor. A faint sweet aroma began to fill the air, and the dark green marble flooring flowed with water-like patterns. Recessed lights in the floor cast upward beams, bathing the exquisite fabric wall covering in a golden gradient glow, complemented by spotlighting on the framed oil paintings on the walls, creating a distinctly artistic atmosphere throughout the corridor.
As they passed several rooms, Tetsuya could see flickering lights through the frosted glass doors, but the excellent soundproofing only allowed him to faintly hear a muffled, pulsating rhythm that resembled a rapid heartbeat.
Suddenly, a door on the right swung open, and immediately, loud music and raspy singing surged out, startling the four of them. Upon closer inspection, a young girl in a white strapless mini dress emerged. Tetsuya saw her close the door and, upon turning to face them, she seemed to be startled, shivering slightly, her head bowing as she stood by the door, her delicate face flushed with a rosy hue.
Though she lacked the impressive figure of the welcoming ladies and the charm of their expressions, her unadorned, shy, and innocent face captivated Tetsuya. Her hair was styled in a top bun surrounded by a circle of white lace, with two playful strands falling on either side of her cheeks, presenting a blend of classic charm and playfulness; her pure, elongated neck seemed to glisten with beads of sweat under the lights. Even though she wore a short dress that didn't reach her knees, it didn't come off as revealing or abrupt—it was simply the image of a lovable girl next door.
At that moment, a spotlight happened to shine at her feet, illuminating the white skirt that flared like a blossoming flower, making her appear almost ethereal.
Tetsuya was somewhat shocked; it turned out this place wasn't filled with only sexy tall beauties—there were all kinds of girls.
The girl seemed to be quietly observing the four of them as well. A flicker of surprise flashed in her enchanting eyes as she quickly lowered her head and softly said, "Welcome."