Reincarnation in Another World – [TS] – Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Okay, so where were we?
Anyway, we got scammed.
To be precise, it was a half-scam.
That guy, the so-called Dimensional Fate Manager, probably never intended to give us that kind of power in the first place.
Why am I so sure?
Because there’s no mana in this world.
Well, there is, but it’s only a tiny bit.
Especially the atmosphere, which should be rich in mana, is so terribly devoid of it that even after meditating all day, you can only gather a grain’s worth of energy.
Screw the Heavenly Demon Emperor or whatever.
What good is it to be able to use an aura of protection? What’s the point of an aura of protection that you can only maintain for 10 seconds after gathering energy for a year?
Without energy, you can’t use martial arts.
In the end, even if you master the Heavenly Demon Emperor’s martial arts in this world, you’ll be on par with the carpenter next door.
Oh, but I’d probably be stronger than the carpenter. Because there’s such a thing as energy work. But if three or four carpenters ganged up on me, I couldn’t guarantee anything.
In the end, I grew up as a common urban poor person #1 in a no-mana fantasy world with no dreams, no hope, no magic, and no martial arts.
…And as a woman, no less.
God damn it.
//
Lyla Freeman was a sixteen-year-old girl.
Of course, her true identity was a high school student reincarnated from Earth, but unlike other stories, being a high school student in this world was pretty useless.
What’s more, she was a slum kid who struggled to survive day by day.
Unable to utilize her knowledge, let alone grow properly, the fact that she had reincarnated with knowledge from her past life was not of great help to her.
Still, Lyla was better off than other slum kids.
The knowledge of a martial artist with the bizarre nickname of “Essence-Sucking Witch” was a great help to her in ways she didn’t even realize.
Even though it was a world without mana, it wasn’t as if she couldn’t gather energy at all. For sixteen years since birth, she had diligently meditated to gather energy, and it had paid off in its own way.
In addition, inner energy, along with various energy work techniques and martial arts, became a great source of strength for her to survive in the slums.
But among them, the most helpful were the bedroom arts and the Essence-Sucking Great Art contained in the Essence-Sucking Witch’s knowledge, and her martial art, the Yin Demon Art.
//
“Ugh… Mmm… Slurp…”
Lyla stuck out her tongue and lovingly caressed the penis that was thrust in front of her.
When the man’s thick hand was placed on her head, she increased the intensity of her caress a little more.

It was more efficient to be gang-raped and use the Essence Absorption Technique than to sit and meditate.
Accepting the energy of others, which had different properties, could seem dangerous at first glance, but the Succubus Art, the inner cultivation method of the Essence-Absorbing Witch, was so outstanding that it could use even such tainted energy without any problems.
‘…Which means my inner energy is just as dirty.’
To put it metaphorically, the Succubus Art was like a sturdy engine that could run smoothly no matter what kind of oil you put in it.
As such, there was a major problem in that its power was trash-level weak, but the Succubus Art wasn’t a martial art that pursued the strength of inner energy in the first place. The characteristic of the Succubus Art was to cultivate the body and strengthen the physique with the inner energy obtained through the Essence Absorption Technique.
Rather, in this world, a reckless martial art like the Succubus Art was more effective.
‘First, let’s wash up and ask Madam.’
Madam doesn’t like me very much, so there’s a high chance she’ll send me to the guard. Since I’m willingly crawling into hell myself, she won’t stop me.

-Thunk.

“…?”
As I was thinking that and reaching for clothes from the hanger, the door suddenly opened.
“Lucky you. Layla, looks like you just finished work?”
Two men entered.
And they were familiar faces to me. Jain and Sert, members of the Rocurd Family, who managed the brothel I belonged to. That was the identity of the two men.
It was obvious why they came.
I pulled the sheet from the bed to cover my body and put on a frightened expression.
Of course, I wasn’t embarrassed to show my naked body at all, nor was I scared, but life is originally about pretending a little.
I realized that lesson too late.
“Yes. I just finished.”
As I answered with a deliberately trembling voice, Jain grinned.
“Really? That’s great.”

-Clack.

At the same time, Sert closes the door.
Hmm.
So, they’re going to do it here.
There’s still a lot of semen left inside me.
…Well, when have they ever cared about that?
“Hehe, you see, I’ve been building up a bit lately, so, I came to ask our slut to drain me a little.”
“….”
Slut.
It’s not a pleasant word, but it’s true, so I can’t argue.
That’s the nickname the Rocurd Family calls me. It all happened because of my past misdeeds.
Was it about six months after I started receiving customers?
I realized the efficacy of the Essence Absorption Technique and became engrossed in training, so I often sought out intense group sex, which was the root of the problem.
From my perspective, it was a win-win situation because even though my body was a bit tired, the efficiency per unit of time was high, and I had time to manage the inner energy I gained, but the other prostitutes didn’t see it that way.
Looking back now, I think I was a bit stupid back then.
Of course, I don’t regret it because I could gather a lot of essence.
Anyway, one of the ace prostitutes in the brothel despised me for being dirty, which was the cause of the conflict. There were factional fights even in this small shop, and I was quickly ostracized by the prostitutes in the shop.
Thinking about it now, it’s a bit infuriating.
They ostracized me just because I ignored a few insults they spat out. They were definitely heartless bitches.
Madam, as well as members of the Rocurd Family, somehow got involved in the ostracism, which eventually led to the current situation.
It’s not like they hit me or bully me because of the ostracism.
They steal customers, send me on business trips to the guard, or, like now, members of the organization occasionally come and use me without paying.
Of course, it’s welcome news to me.
Because I have to train my martial arts, I have to make the most of the Essence Absorption Technique, so the more men, the better.
I feel that I myself have become corrupted.
I wouldn’t have even thought about it in my past life.
Is that what life is like?
Finishing my thoughts, I look up at the man in front of me and pretend to be frightened.
“Um, but I just finished work…”
Of course, those two horny guys won’t listen to me.
And I, too, had no intention of sending back the inner energy shuttle that had walked in on its own two feet, just when I was a little short.
This is all image management.
It’s already late, but I have to practice now.
“Hehe, that doesn’t matter, does it? You’re a slut who can’t be satisfied with just one person anyway.”
Damn it, that’s why I hate perceptive guys.
Jain and Sert approached me with shining eyes and roughly knocked me down onto the bed.
“Ah…!”
If I wanted to, I could knock them both down right away and go take a bath, but I reluctantly fell onto the bed.