Chapter 111

Chapter 112: Ais: “You smell of other women” (Please subscribe!)

“So it seems your worries today were for nothing.” Izay rubbed the soft fox tail that had gone limp and said to her.

Aisha raised an eyebrow, “Not really, if you want, I can go right now.”

“I personally don’t mind, but there’s not enough time.”

There was a small clock in the room, and Izay pointed at the clock whose hand was almost pointing to four.

“There are still more than two hours until dawn, how is it not enough?”

“I’m sorry, I need to go train with my Familial Group companions before midnight, so I might disappoint you today.”

Facing Aisha’s question, Izay shrugged and gave an explanation.

“Training this early?” Aisha’s face was full of disbelief.

“Why would I lie to you? I’ll be leaving soon.”

Staring at Izay’s face for a long time, Aisha finally judged in her heart that he didn’t seem to be lying and lightly clicked her tongue.

“While we have this remaining time, let’s talk about something else. Do you offer reservation services here?”

While chatting, Izay didn’t let go of the fox tail in his hand, caressing it back and forth skillfully.

Perhaps sensing the movement on her tail, even though Haruhi had passed out, her body was still trembling slightly.

Just like when someone is asleep, although their consciousness is blurred, their body unconsciously reacts to the surroundings.

Hmm, so perverted.

“Reservation service? Do you mean booking?” Aisha smiled mischievously.

“You little brat, aren’t you interested in Haruhi?… Since you didn’t succeed tonight, you’re planning to come again next time?”

Izay nodded indifferently, “You figured it out? I do have that intention.”

“To book Haruhi is very expensive, you know?”

“No problem, I have plenty of money.”

Izay wasn’t joking.

As long as he goes back and spends some time enchanting, he can easily make a fortune.

For someone like Haruhi who isn’t registered—”ordinary”—prostitute, redeeming her would cost only a few million Valis, which isn’t much for Izay.

“Hooh… Which Familial Group are you from, young man? You don’t look like one of those famous first or second-level Adventurers, yet you can say such things? Why not directly redeem Haruhi?”

Aisha said jokingly.

Of course, this was just a joke.

She herself knew very well that such a thing was impossible.

Their Goddess, Ishtar, wouldn’t let go of Haruhi. After all, Haruhi is a necessary “tool” for her jealousy and revenge.

In fact, Haruhi holds a special position within the Ishtar Familial Group.

Because of her magic, even the Goddess doesn’t insist that she receive clients. One could say it’s the Goddess’ hypocritical compassion; as long as Haruhi stays quietly within the Familial Group, Ishtar turns a blind eye to whatever she does.

Even a certain toad dares not touch Haruhi because of the Goddess’ ambiguous attitude.

Haruhi wanting to become a prostitute has nothing to do with Ishtar forcing her—it’s her own self-abandonment.

Due to her past experiences and the doomed future arbitrarily decided by the Goddess, she no longer cares about herself.

Every day she looks disheartened, with a seemingly enlightened yet tragically beautiful smile on her face.

Precisely because of this, Aisha, who couldn’t bear to see such things, took care of her everywhere.

“Eh, redemption? If possible, I’d be happy to. How much does it cost?”

“You…”

Izay’s attitude made Aisha pause. However, Izay smiled meaningfully.

“I am from the Loki Familial Group.”

Instantly, Aisha’s eyes widened, her gaze firmly fixed on his face as if recalling something.

“Are you that [Silver Star]! The record holder for reaching Level 2 in just a month!?”

If it’s the Loki Familial Group, then perhaps…

This thought flashed through Aisha’s mind for a moment before she suppressed it.

The matters involving Haruhi are far beyond what a mere fighting prostitute like her can decide. Without the Goddess’ consent, it will ultimately be fruitless.

It’s best not to indulge in such unrealistic fantasies.

Soon, Aisha’s tone changed, and she shook her head apologetically: “Sorry, Haruhi is rather special. Whether or not her redemption is possible is something I cannot decide.”

Because of Izay’s earlier attitude towards Haruhi, Aisha developed quite a bit of goodwill towards him.

Similar to… sizing up a potential brother-in-law?

Plus, this “brother-in-law” has quite a background, and vaguely, Aisha revealed some things she shouldn’t have.

“Is that so?” Izay understood the implications.

How to say it? It was unsurprising, as expected.

“Sorry…”

“No, there’s no need to apologize. Can I at least reserve Haruhi’s first night for myself? I’ll come again next time.”

“…”

Aisha’s brain momentarily froze.

Why does this man seem completely unfazed about Haruhi’s situation?

The rapid shift in topic was surprising.

“Not allowed?” Seeing her not responding, Izay continued to press.

Realizing this, Aisha shook her head, “Even without you saying, I would do the same… I don’t want to see this child degrade herself like this.”

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have been here tonight.

“By the way, why have you been touching Haruhi’s tail all along?”

“Tsk, you wouldn’t understand. This tail has an incredible feel, making one unable to resist indulging in it, with a kind of mysterious charm.”

“Is it that amazing?”

“You’ll know if you try it, won’t you?”

Thus, a fox tail began being fondled and stroked by both of them. The unconscious vixen couldn’t help but emit a pleasant moan, greatly exciting the two!

At four o’clock in the morning, Izay left as he had said.

He first returned to Twilight Manor, changed clothes in his room, grabbed his training weapons, and quietly left the Familial Group quarters while it was still quiet.

According to the usual timeline, he was already somewhat late today. Ais and Refia must have already started practicing.

Sure enough, when Izay arrived at the northern city wall, the two beauties were already practicing swordplay with each other.

After a period of hard practice, Refia’s close combat skills had improved significantly.

Without mentioning anything else, the fairy-like wielding of her staff and longsword was impressive. Although the process was rather messy, she could withstand a few rounds against Ais.

Unlike before, where she would be helpless once someone got close.

“Today, you’re a bit late?”

With a “bang,” Refia wobbled and fell down, while Ais looked at Izay, who had arrived a bit later, tilting her head to chat with him.

“Ah, sorry, I had something last night.”

Not knowing how to explain, Izay tried to muddle through.

It’s not like he could say that last night he went to a brothel, chatted all night with someone in the brothel, and only came out just now, right?

Who would believe such a story?

“That… practice, hmm?”

Walking over to Izay, Ais suddenly paused mid-sentence, her expression looking a bit off.

“What’s wrong, Ais?”

“Izay smells… there’s a kind of fragrance…”

Other women’s scent! —— Of course, Ais wouldn’t think that.

What does innocent Ais know?

She just noticed that Izay carried a scent that he hadn’t had before, and found it strange.