Chapter 155

Chapter 155

155: Undying Rose Unsurprisingly, the man didn’t simply provide directions. As they walked between the dilapidated houses seemingly built haphazardly with bricks, the man took liberties, groping Emily’s body. “Hnn…” When his rough hand, thrust between her breasts, caressed her nipple, Emily involuntarily flinched. Amused by her reaction, the man chuckled and asked her in a suggestive voice, “So, seeing as you’re going to Norman’s General Store, are you here to meet someone you know?” The tingling sensation spreading from her breasts made Emily struggle to regain control of her trembling body as she grabbed his wrist, pulling his hand away from her chest. Then, forcing a calm voice, she replied, “That’s none of your concern.” Even if she was wearing the red scarf, it didn’t mean she was okay with being groped in the streets. Emily tried to calm her body, which was heating up against her will, and distanced herself from the man, offering a wry smile he couldn’t see. ‘…A little, wet.’ The inner strength she had accumulated through men’s essence was gradually changing her body as her mastery of the Yin Demon Art increased. Emily felt alienated by her body’s arousal from such brief contact, but she shook her head to dispel the feeling. “Heh heh, quite prickly.” Of course, the man, unaware of Emily’s condition, chuckled at her rejection and casually touched the red scarf. “After groping me as you pleased…” Emily was about to retort to his words in disbelief, but stopped herself. She hadn’t been selling her body for very long, but she knew better than to argue with the senseless types like the man before her; it wouldn’t benefit her. And as Emily expected, the man ignored her protest and whispered into her ear with a sly voice, “I like you. After work, are you free?” Emily shook her head, repulsed by the man’s suggestive question. “No, I’m not.” It wasn’t a lie. After meeting her friend from her past life, she would have to return to the brothel and work. And even if she had nothing to do, she definitely didn’t want to spend the night with the nameless man before her. At Emily’s denial, the man nodded in agreement, looking at the scarf around her neck. “Hmm, I suppose so. Which brothel is it?” “…’Fairy of the Night’.” “Twilight Street?” Emily nodded silently at his question. Most of Tritia’s brothels were located in ‘Twilight Street’ anyway. The man before her seemed to know this as well. // Still, aside from a few problems, choosing to be guided by the nameless man wasn’t a bad choice. The newly formed Garf District was unlikely to have good security, but as long as she was with him, the street vagrants didn’t approach Emily. Considering the shocking state of security in this world compared to her previous life, it was quite remarkable. Even if he did grope her chest, waist, and shoulders a bit. ‘…Still, it’s not like it’s wearing away… is it?’ Of course, a body trained with the Yin Demon Art and Iron Body Armor wouldn’t easily break down, no matter how intense the humiliation. Lyla had proven that fact with her own body. “The place you see over there is Old Man Norman’s shop. I don’t know if you can call it a general store, but it’s the only place in this neighborhood that could be called that.” While Emily was lost in thought, the man pointed to a shop in the distance and spoke to her. At his words, Emily stopped her thoughts and looked up at the shop. It was a dilapidated shop built haphazardly with bricks. At the entrance of the shop, there was a crude drawing that seemed to represent a general store, and below it was a sign with the name Norman written on it. ‘Are there even people here who can read?’ Emily wondered inwardly, but nodded to the man without showing it. “Thank you.” However, instead of nodding politely, the man smirked and asked her, “Heh heh, are you just going to thank me with words?” “…..” What could a prostitute give a man? At the man’s mischievous question, Emily unconsciously imagined sleeping with the man before her. Her face naturally contorted. Having sex with a man she didn’t particularly like, without getting paid, was not an appealing act. “That’s…” However, contrary to Emily’s thoughts, her body seemed to be stimulated by the mere thought, subtly heating up. Emily felt a slight warmth in her lower abdomen, but she tried to deny it. As Emily was having this internal conflict, the man continued, “You better think carefully before you answer. I’m quite well-known in this area, you know. It wouldn’t be good for you if Old Man Norman has a hard time, would it?” “…Was that your goal from the start?” “Not really… but I’m the type to make sure I get what I can.” It was a subtle tone, but it was close to a threat. Emily didn’t care what happened to the old man Norman, but she didn’t want her friend from her past life to be harmed because of it. She doubted that her friend from her past life couldn’t beat a man like this, but you never knew. Rutricia-Kim Ah-ram- had been reincarnated into this world with knowledge that she couldn’t use, and only had the strength of an average girl her age. Of course, she had a trump card, but that was just a trump card. Like a bee’s stinger, it would disappear once used. There was no guarantee that her friend at Norman’s General Store wouldn’t be the same. “…What do you want?” “I don’t think a man wants that much from a woman.” At his suggestive answer, Emily closed her mouth. Was he planning to not say it himself until the end? She bit her lip slightly and looked around. “….” Among the people walking down the street, some people’s eyes lingered on Emily for a moment before moving on. Some of the passersby seemed to recognize her red scarf and quickened their pace, pretending not to see her. ‘…Okay, let’s just do it.’ Using her body as a means of trade wasn’t new to her. She had experienced being held by men she didn’t like countless times. It was a little uncomfortable, but there was no particular reason to refuse. The sun was gradually setting in the west. Emily looked up at the sky once and answered ambiguously. “I have to go back before sunset.” The man nodded, taking her answer as a yes. “That should be enough.” It was a shortened answer, but Emily could understand his words. She sighed and nodded. “…Okay.” Watching the smile on the man’s face, a question arose in her mind, born from innocent, pure curiosity. ‘Enough? Is he perhaps a premature ejaculator?’ // The two entered a shabby alley near Norman’s General Store. In a place like the Garf District with poor security, for a (seemingly) weak woman like Emily to follow a stranger was practically suicidal, but Emily was confident that she could beat the man before her in an instant, so she didn’t worry about that kind of thing. Instead, she was worried about something a little different. “Take it off.” “W-wait a minute? Here?” At the man’s sudden words, Emily panicked and looked around. The surroundings were blocked by walls, but they weren’t very high at all. The low dirt walls, which seemed to be only two stories high, couldn’t even block the view, let alone soundproof. Moreover, the sky was wide open, and although the entrance to the alley was bent in a ‘L’ shape and couldn’t be seen, it was close enough that the streets of the Garf District would be reached in just ten steps. There wasn’t even a place to lie down comfortably. “You said you had to go in quickly, is there a problem?” “Of course there is!… you.” Emily shouted in disbelief at the man’s nonchalant question, then trailed off. All the sex she had experienced had taken place in enclosed spaces, and this was the first time she was doing it in such an open space. “Is that so? Then there’s nothing I can do. You can stop if you don’t want to. But…” The man’s last words contained a subtle threat. Even if he misunderstood who Emily was looking for, you never knew what might happen. Emily didn’t want her friend to have a hard time because of her mistake. That being said, Emily wasn’t thinking of killing the man before her and concealing the fact. She was reluctant to kill someone over something like that, and she wasn’t the type to kill someone easily. “N-no, it’s okay. I’ll do it here.” Emily stammered in a flustered manner and took a deep breath. Looking around, the low dirt walls still caught her eye. There must be people beyond them. Thinking so, a shameful feeling crept up from the bottom of her heart. She thought that feeling had almost disappeared over the past year, but it seemed that shame still remained in her heart. “….” Her gaze, which had been circling around, met the man’s. He wasn’t exactly urging her, but his eyes were filled with subtle anticipation. Emily sighed once and loosened the collar of her coat, which she had been holding closed. Swish. The rough brown coat fell off her shoulders, as if flowing down. Emily looked at the coat on the ground with a regretful look, then bent down and spread the coat on the ground. She was planning to use the coat as a mat since she couldn’t lie on the dirt floor. However, the man, who was watching her actions, opened his mouth to stop her. “You don’t have to do that. I won’t make you lie on the floor.” “….” At his words, Emily looked at the man with a resentful look. ‘You should have told me that earlier…’ It was also her fault for misunderstanding first, but when you think about it, the reason this situation happened was because of the man before her. Emily mentally transferred all responsibility for the dirty coat to the man and continued to undress. Swish. She took off the red scarf, which implied that she was a prostitute, and the simple tunic made of cloth, and placed them on the coat. Emily looked down for a moment at the corset that accentuated her figure and the black tights that covered her legs, as if she had lingering feelings. Then she continued to undress. She took off the corset and carefully placed it on the coat, and was about to take off the tights that covered her firm thighs and calves… “Ah, you don’t have to take those off.” …There was no need. The man, who had been swallowing hard and staring at Emily’s exposed chest, hurriedly raised his hand to stop her the moment she tried to take off her tights. “….” People’s tastes vary. It wasn’t that she didn’t know that, but Emily glanced at the man with a dumbfounded look. But only for a moment, she immediately turned her body and leaned her hands against the wall. “…Make it quick.” //