Black Rose (3)

The Fantasy World located on the top floor of the Black Rose was, as Leila had said when persuading Yujin, a place for those desensitized to stimulation. It pinpointed the deepest desires, even those unknown to oneself, ensuring that everyone left satisfied.

A hundred percent satisfaction rate.

This played a crucial role in transforming the Black Rose from a simple brothel into a ‘must-visit’ attraction for anyone in the Empire.

The creator of the Fantasy World was Dyna Prukaise.

She was publicly known as the accounting manager, but in reality, she was a master of Yin Demon Arts and a revered goddess of the back alleys. Although she had been expelled from her family for wielding demonic energy, it wasn’t enough to diminish the respect Leila held for her.

Because thanks to her, the women of the brothel were maintaining their youth.

The more they absorbed the vital essence of men, the more youth and power they gained through the Yin Demon Arts.

The Yin Demon Arts training, disguised as ‘etiquette education,’ increased the pleasure satisfaction of the female employees during intercourse and granted them strong bodies and ageless appearances. They unknowingly became enchantresses who captivated men. Naturally, they were bound to be different from other brothels.

Then what exactly were the drugs they were given every month?

They had no effect.

The so-called anti-aging drugs were just colored water.

‘He was… a very cute guest…’

Leila had mastered numerous skills while working at the Black Rose for decades. Most of them were techniques to captivate men, but if she had to pick a skill useful before intercourse, it would be her eye for discerning virginity.

In that sense, the guest named Yujin felt very special.

She was definitely a virgin.

But the aura she exuded was that of a woman who had been thoroughly ravaged.

Her fair and flawless soft skin was something even Leila, who had mastered the Yin Demon Arts, envied. Such skin wasn’t easily achieved. Especially not if she had been with men. Only a pure virgin who had distanced herself from carnal desires could possess such skin.

Yet, her eyes and gait were unsteady, as if she had been raped. Leila’s eyes couldn’t be deceived. That was definitely not the walk of a virgin.

That’s what made it even more confusing.

Yujin might not have known, but a kind of conversation had taken place between Dyna and Leila when Dyna brought Yujin and called for Leila. It was a conversation of glances, but they must have understood each other’s meaning.

-Master, is she a newbie?

-I’m not sure either.

-What do you mean, you’re not sure?

-You’ll know if you check yourself.

Indeed. It was as the Master had said.

She was a mystery in herself.

So she tried to find out.

But Yujin wasn’t easy to deal with.

She had no interest in men or women. She didn’t seem interested in alcohol either. Judging by how she didn’t even glance at the dining hall, she didn’t seem to have any desire for food. As Leila, who could captivate even another woman in ten minutes, couldn’t help but feel a blow to her pride.

And above all, when she heard that she had caught the man who assaulted and ran away from Hajin, whom she cherished like a younger sister, she thought she had to repay her. The Black Rose never forgets its benefactors. But no matter what she showed, she didn’t seem interested… Leila was frustrated.

So, she brought out her trump card, the top floor of the Black Rose,

The Fantasy World.

“Haa…”

Leila smoothed out her disheveled clothes, savoring the sensation of Yujin’s soft lips. She was destined to be severely scolded for not getting permission from the Master, but thinking of Yujin’s lips, she didn’t regret it that much.

Although Leila herself was excluded from Yujin’s Fantasy World…

‘I’m probably not enough.’

Once Yujin entered the Fantasy World, Leila couldn’t enter or interfere with that room. It was an absolute sanctuary governed solely by her space. It wasn’t polite to peek into someone else’s desires, even more so.

‘Still… I can’t help but feel disappointed.’

Yujin’s skin was so soft and delicate that she worried it would break if she touched it. To be honest, she was very attractive. If she could, she wanted to raise and nurture her by her side. Leila didn’t discriminate between men and women.

‘I hope you have a happy time.’

But disappointment had to end as disappointment. There was no stupider thing to do at the Black Rose than to hold onto regrets. Having mastered the Yin Demon Arts, she couldn’t live with just one man or one woman. She felt that deeply.

The flower language of the Black Rose is farewell.

She had experienced countless encounters and farewells.

This encounter would also be one of many farewells.

With that, she turned away. It was still early, but it was clear that people would flock in by lunchtime. The black dress wasn’t just for show, so she couldn’t just stand still to set an example for everyone.

“Leila-unni?”

“Prihishid, your left foot is off.”

“Ah, I’m sorry. More than that, where were you?”

Prihishid, wearing a gray dress, smiled sheepishly as Leila pointed out her posture.

Leila couldn’t say, ‘I took a guest to the Fantasy World.’ The Fantasy World was confidential information only known to those wearing purple dresses or higher.

Leila trailed off.

“I had some urgent business. More than that, Prihishid, where is the Master?”

“Ah, that’s… she went down to the basement for a bit…”

Leila nodded.

‘The interrogation room…’

The interrogation room located in the basement.

Known among the staff who knew of its existence as a prison, torture chamber, or truth room, it was a place to confine and interrogate the foolish individuals who caused trouble at the Black Rose. Since there were often shameless people who excused themselves with alcohol and claimed they didn’t remember, the existence of the interrogation room was essential.

There were also several guests who sought it out for SM play, but that was a separate space prepared for that purpose.

Leila recalled the story of the man she had heard from Yujin.

‘That man…’

Leila gritted her teeth.

He was a bastard who deserved to be torn to pieces.

‘The price for touching Hajin will never be light.’

She was strict with herself and generous to others, but the moment someone crossed the line, she would rage like a dragon. A red glow settled in her black eyes. The Yin Demon energy was flowing in reverse. Leila suppressed her anger and headed to the basement.

* * *

The interrogation room provided for SM play was clean, but the ‘real’ interrogation room, not a guest room, could be somewhat eerie, with sharp objects hanging on the walls, dim lighting, and moisture everywhere.

Leila pulled a hidden lever in a corner and headed into the real interrogation room.

-Kugugu…

“Plea, please. Give me some water.”

“Shut up. If you want to live for even an hour.”

The Master’s voice.

And at the same time, a strange man’s voice.

“Master, are you here?”

“Ah, Leila? How did you know?”

“Prihishid told me. I heard you caught the runaway man…”

The man’s appearance that entered Leila’s eyes was not normal. At the time of discovery, he was so fat and greasy that he was nauseating to look at, but now he was so emaciated that even the onlookers were amazed. Leaving aside the body torn apart by torture…

The man’s right flank was grayish.

It was strange.

Leila decided to postpone the matter of the Fantasy World. It wasn’t urgent now. She could be punished later.

“Master? An explanation is needed.”

“His body turned to stone. It didn’t quite reach his heart, but his right thigh and ribs, along with several organs, aren’t functioning properly.”

Petrification.

Leila covered her mouth and quietly asked.

“Did he get hit before he was caught?”

“No.”

Dyna Prukaise roughly untied her bound orange hair and threw off her coat. “Hoo, taking it off is the best after all,” she muttered to herself, returning to her usual negligee.

“You know Yujin, right? That child did it.”

“The guest, you mean?”

“Yeah. She’s very suspicious. Petrification potions are something only the lowest of the low sell in the back alleys…”

Leila was confused.

‘She didn’t seem to have any connection to the back alleys. She must have gotten it by chance.’

Dyna nodded as if she had read Leila’s thoughts.

“It seems like a coincidence. There are very few places that handle petrification potions.”

Just as it was determined that it wasn’t Yujin’s fault, the man convulsed and shouted.

“Potion! Potiooon!”

“What about the potion?”

“That bastard, that bastaaard!”

His organs were damaged and his breathing wasn’t good, but how could he exert so much energy? The man, who was barely alive, shouted as if squeezing out his last strength.

“I know. So please, please save me. I don’t want to die…”

“…Tell me.”

“Th, then will you save me?”

“If you tell me everything without lying, I’ll think about it.”

The hairy man squeezed out every last bit of strength and told the whole story.

How Yujin was recruiting a monster subjugation party, and he approached her with the intention of taking her money and body, then he raped her brutally, cutting off her arm and stealing her money. But for some reason, she returned unharmed. The petrification potion he was hit with was purchased by a colleague. He doesn’t know why Yujin had it.

……He told everything.

But Leila and Dyna’s reactions were cold.

“Fuck, I told you everything!! You said you’d save me!!”

“I said I’d think about it, I didn’t say I’d save you. Leila, take care of it.”

“Yes, Master.”

“Uwaaa! Uwaaaaa!!”

Dyna turned away without even glancing at him. With an expression that she wanted to get out of there as soon as possible, she frowned very rarely and left the interrogation room. It was an unusual event for Dyna, who never lost her composure.

And it was the same for Leila.

There was no restraint to be found in the Yin Demon energy slowly flowing out of her body.

“…….”

What kind of expression does a person make when they reach the end of their anger?

They don’t frown, or distort their face and get angry.

A terrible blank expression.

And silence.

Sometimes silence represents anger.

The hairy man felt the murderous intent emanating from Leila’s body without missing a single bit.

“Now… how should I kill you… yes, that would be good.”

Leila picked up a dagger with an impressive long, triangular blade structure from among the many sharp objects hanging on the wall.

In Earth terms,

A filleting knife.

“I’ll just fillet you into about five hundred pieces. Don’t worry. I promise I won’t kill you until I’ve filleted you all.”

And a few hours later.

Leila kept her promise.