North Central District (Red-light District) - Falx City

While the night skies approached, people were mostly coming here to hear the pleasure noise — the voice was better than it — to their delightful ears. The buildings were apart with wider space than every district — mainly it provided the extension of the private activities — such as sex, business negotiations, and anything essential for the purpose to exhibit themselves and engage the convenience of its service. The aphrodisiac and perfume scents wafted with dried-chilly breeze around the alleys. The ubiquitous guests felt pleased by their moaning voices. Referring to it, it only allowed the adults — 18 years or above — to avoid the minorities' influence regarding these "exclusive activities". Thus, the labels and guards who bear the responsibility to watch the guests' entrances were the purpose to drive out the minorities away from the nearest area, and it kept it as a secret of prevention.

Standing in front of the tight-barred gates, Mirai headed out from the carriage ride by herself without Juliette's guidance as Juliette asked her to meet a certain prostitute with odd traits — physical and mental traits. She told her to see a person with gray hair, long pointy ears, and tan skin. Deepening its appearance, she must have the H cup-sized breast and strong purplish lips — according to Juliette which she stored these features inside Mirai's mind as the physical clue to meet that certain person. The purpose for meeting a particular person relied on her first task, exploring something bizarre for the prediction of the hostile plot.

"For me to identify this person with a specific yet weird figure will blow my eyes up," Mirai mumbled while scratching her head. She wore her casual monochromatic frock coat and black leather gloves to act like a decent guest, and Juliette told about the fact that would surprise her once she entered that particular district. After all, the walls with one gate created its purpose to shield away the minorities from possible circumstances, and the security tightened the territory.

Each of the two guards were in opposite genders. It served the purpose of checking every profile of the guests who would enter the North Central District. Despite the ages, those who have the child-like features regarding the restriction of structure and mindset from receiving the permission. The guest must properly measured with these forbidden rules before it might cause a ruckus among the minors.

Mirai approached the guards and said, "I would like to meet the person who has the gray hair… long pointy ears… tan skin."

"Oh~ you mean Veronica? The elf courtesan?.... You'll meet her at the Diamond Brothel…. As far as you need to know, she's a top one courtesan of all — which most people entitled her as the 'Prostitute Queen'," the male guard replied.

"Apparently, she always walks naked even day and night unlike most prostitutes here only wear lingeries or such revealing outfits. After all, she has the best performance on exhibitionism," the female guard added the facts.

".... Oh," Mirai gasped as she heard the word "exhibitionism". She recalled Juliette's daily "naked" pajamas when she had no time to go out for a mere leisure. Thinking further, she considered the idea "surprising" which revealed in an immediate information from the guards, although it was more surprising that these guards had more information within this exclusive district. At least, they got the proper surveillance throughout this district; without it, the inconsistency would ruin the businesses and influences to its utter disarray. The entertainment should suffice the people's demand to gain their composure of their life, and the prostitution within this district is part of its essential fundamentals.

"..."

Her profile matched with required body structure and the age as she was a 25-year-old woman who reached the level of knowledge and understanding of sex. She even trained herself to be a sadistic performer since dominance is the key to outwit her for a helpful purpose, but she controlled it with the right timing and necessary execution.

The female guard inspected and said, "With your independent attitude, decent identity, and mature proportion, it seems that you may enter this district."

"Sounds convenient to me. I hope nothing will kill me at all," Mirai said with a smirk.

"Identification is always important. This district has a huge bet on following rules despite the theme sounding chaotic for some reason."

With the permission of the guard, Mirai proceeded to the Red-Light District. Her bare legs sauntered forward as she urged gazing further upon entering this district. Although the city filled with sex, prostitution, and other adult activities, the fresh smell relieved Mirai's nose as her eyes wandered around the clean, organized structure. The breathtaking environment could suffice the excitement of every guest like her to leave her jaw dropped.

However, one thing that caused her awkward scratch was the statement that the certain female guard already told her about — most women wore a revealing outfit as it accustomed them to their intentions. Such as slingshot, micro size, and occasionally the full-bare exhibitionists were common things around this place.

"So this is the place where every men's fantasies had been realized with just a single step."

Most people including men accepted this invitation as their temporary gratification to motivate themselves with alluring relief. This daily exhibition could catch their eyes, ears, and skins to its utmost pleasure. Although the business was essential to this case, these men deserved to credit them with grateful acknowledgement.

"Even most women around here have no trouble exposing their sensitive parts, it feels odd to me if the party could throw perverted hordes with compelling grasp… I wonder if there's such a feast for that," Mirai mumbled as she commented about the culture.

Passing by, she heard many prostitutes' conversation who rested themselves for leisure time.

"I'm quite curious about my clients' payment, but this is definitely worth it."

"Yeah! It's worth burning my pussy until their cocks will dry themselves from many rounds… Ah~ I feel horny for these guys"

"Orgasm challenge? Sounds fun and intriguing to me."

Their life entrusted nothing but delightful dare. They sensed their lifestyle even as the innocents considered it as dreadful, but they chased their particular goal with their seductive technique. While Mirai nauseated yet respected their intentions as she understood what they went through many experiences.

"I guess people here are uniquely odd. Hearing from them, they work for the client escort… It feels familiar when they are doing things like that," Mirai mumbled.

Mediocre interactions were an underlying occurrence, and it varied to the throng level since the restrictions limited the people by codes. Through the codes, the modest control exempted the standard consideration — solely in the Red-Light District.

Strolling around, she barely saw two women with escorting men as a client, and a certain glowing building that filled with mix-colored shines. She even reached the edge where the rabbit ladies were advertising for an upcoming event.

"Gold week is coming! Give yourself with the bet for the chance of 75% bonus rewards," the rabbit woman hollered while handing out some fliers toward the passersby.

"I bet that this isn't suitable for a high-class brothel… even if it looks magnificent."

Mirai ignored the rabbit lady's attention since it might worsen her time to perceive irrelevancy for its purpose. She didn't want to mess her money in her pocket. Wondering to identify its possibility, she turned her body back as the dead-end halted her stroll.

However…

"Gah!"

Stumbling to shame, Mirai somehow hit something that pushed on top of her forehead which caused her laid-down — or perhaps someone was heading where she supposed to direct. She pressed her forehead with her trying fingers as she tried to wear out her pain until it stopped collapsing her numb. "someone" felt the same as her — except she could compose herself in a normal stand.

"Jeez~! Watch with your steps! I don't care if you're blind or not," Mirai berated to "someone," with her narrow glance of numbness.

"Oh my~ I'm sorry for our share of misfortune~.... I was about to grab something valuable~," someone with the seductive, gradual deep voice responded to her complaint.

Accident happened between them. At first, Mirai doubted her apology as she blamed the blind to worsen the prickled numb on her head. She urged, pressing her forehead with a hard, gradual push, yet she forbade herself from worsening since it might bring more cause of her numbness.

"Something valuable?... I wonder if I stepped on it."

Until Mirai finally uncovered her eyes and lifted her head up, she saw a naked woman with coppery skin and white limb covers — there were a pair of golden round-pieced accessories pierced through her nipples. The color of her ponytail-styled hair matched to her sole dressing, although the tone was dirtier than its pure. Her lips were a strong purplish dye that matched the tone of her beauty. Her ears were long pointy-ears which she found it strange to see, compared to most humans. It was the first time for her to see a woman exhibit herself in a public, acceptable territory.

Mirai stood up to regain her composure.

"It doesn't matter for now~… I'll just pass by for now~"

"Wait! Hold on for a second! Are you the person named…. Veronica, who I am supposed to look for?"

"What? What do you mean, ~? Have we met before~?"

"No… apparently, Lady Juliette ordered me whom you may know her well to meet… you?"

"..... Oh~! So that means, you're the apprentice named Mirai whom she was talking about~."

"Yeah… about that… are you going to wear some proper clothes for now?"

"Well~, it's only legal here if you stay within this district only~. Plus, this is a liberal place even if some shady acts are considerate… so don't fret for self-awareness unless you'll particularly leave this district."

"I see… At least, I haven't seen a single glimpse of children around here although this place feels skeptical for me, and I heard that the drug trading is quite common around here."

"That's true~, since this place is beneficial to its entertainment purposes, most people are dragging themselves here to convene in a private negotiation… but the case is not just happening here, it revolves around the whole city of Falx and some Reversian towns… before going further, would I mind escorting you to where I supposed to go?"

"Sure… no worries."

Mirai agreed to the offer from Veronica as she followed her for a detour. Veronica knew and understood the culture of this place since she is a top favorite courtesan who lived in a Diamond Brothel — the high-class brothel which the Royal Seat recognized them with great gratitude in terms of their performance and services. Despite being an elf, they seemed to accept her as the "Prostitute Queen" — only the terms of appreciation. Her background however remained questionable, and Mirai felt strange as she hadn't accustomed to understand although she accepted it with relatable consideration.

"It's Veronica…"

Mirai could barely hear the whispers from the standbys. Their face expressed with their narrow eyes and biased lips.

"Even though she's an elf, she used to make trouble with the officials…. I don't know why, but I just wanted to avoid her for a bit."

"Yeah, but I heard that she used to work here for a long time even though my grandfather knows her pretty well."

"Well… it's unfair for her to live with greater aspects of knowledge through history. Also… elves are pretty strange beings."

"Well… the rumors say that some invading nations fully eradicated the elves. With the help of the Kross Empire, they could outwit the elves' population. Maybe she lived in an uncomfortable life."

Mirai could eavesdrop on their conversation even though she walked past through them. For that, she received the brief knowledge about Veronica's background, although she wouldn't mind furthering the details coming from Veronica herself as it might cause insolent consideration. Surely, Veronica empathized the surrounding influence despite being an elf who drew out from her homeland.

Walking through laps, they finally arrived at their destination; they stood in front of the gray-bricked round well with long vertical rope, directing below it between.

"So this is the place? Right?" Mirai asked.

"Yeah~, underneath it, there's an underground sewer where most immigrants lived within… Pretty convenient, isn't it? "

"Well… how do we enter the sewer?"

Veronica winked before she answered her question, "Of course~ through this rope, you can just swing yourself down like a kids' playground. I'm pretty sure Madam Juliette trained you well for climbing stuff. If so, use it however you can… you won't make a single mistake just as Juliette told me about."

"Oh… so it's like a rope deployment from the helicopter. Good thing I brought my leather gloves before it'll burn my palm to pieces."

After her response, Veronica stepped on the edge of the well and jumped beside the rope, grabbing it with her convenient hands and crossed legs.

"Come, what are you waiting for~? Fun is about to begin~."

Veronica slid herself down — which she left Mirai with a jaw-dropping expression. She firstly didn't believe for a naked woman like her to keep her confidence high regardless of shame, but for now, she regretted her misjudgment. She inhaled for a bit as she composed herself to slide down through the long rope.

"Guess I have no choice then."

With that, she followed her trail to the underground as she ventured for her in