"Um, Takatsuki-nii, where are you taking me?"
Bell followed Takatsuki, who was ahead of him, walking towards the southeast of Orario, but everything along the way was unfamiliar to him.
In the southeast corner of Orario, whether it was the slums or the cemetery, the Soma Familia who brewed and sold alcohol, or the headquarters of the Ishtar Familia and the Entertainment District, these were not things Bell would normally encounter.
After meeting Hestia's divine friends and completing Fu Hua's diagnosis, the day was almost over.
After everyone had a meal at the Hostess of Fertility, Takatsuki took Bell out alone. This time, there were no unexpected incidents during the meal. Although someone recognized Fu Hua as the adventurer who had defeated Bete that day, they only marveled at her strength and didn't dare to come up and provoke her or anything like that.
"Just follow me."
Takatsuki didn't dare to tell Bell his destination, otherwise he would surely be scared away.
Of course, he could hide it for a while, but not forever. After all, upon entering the gate of the Entertainment District, even a fool would know where this was.
"Takatsuki, Takatsuki, Takatsuki… Takatsuki-nii, this, this, this is…"
Bell looked at the Entertainment District in front of him, his face flushed, and at the noisy crowds and scantily clad women around him.
"It's just the Entertainment District, come with me."
Upon arriving at the Entertainment District, Takatsuki immediately put an arm around Bell's shoulder and forcefully led him forward.
Bell's limbs became stiff due to the surrounding pink atmosphere, and he could only be pulled forward by Takatsuki's strength.
Ignoring those who tried to strike up a conversation, Takatsuki led Bell to the spot where he had agreed to meet Aisha yesterday. From a distance, he saw Aisha already waiting at the entrance.
"You're here, Little Takatsuki. Is this the young man you mentioned yesterday?"
Aisha looked at the flustered Bell with curiosity, "He looks like a virgin. Instead of looking for Haruhime, why not with me~"
Aisha stuck out her tongue and licked her lips, saying to Bell, "How about it, little brother? My name is Aisha. Do you want to with me…"
Before she could finish, Aisha was bumped away by Takatsuki, "You're in the way."
"Hey, hey, Little Takatsuki, don't be so heartless."
Aisha wasn't angry after being bumped away by Takatsuki; she shamelessly followed him.
"Haruhime is in here."
Walking to a room, Takatsuki heard Aisha's words and then pulled open a crack in the door, seeing a blonde girl already kneeling inside.
"Bell, go in. Whatever you do, I want you to stay in there for three hours. You can chat or do anything."
After confirming the person was correct, Takatsuki spoke to Bell, who was somewhat petrified.
"Eh!"
Ignoring Bell's shocked expression, Takatsuki pushed him into the room and then closed the door.
He completely ignored Bell, who was constantly knocking on the door from inside, and held the door shut tightly, not letting him out.
"You stay in there for three hours tonight, or else, even if you run away, I'll catch you and bring you back."
He threatened Bell through the door.
"How could this be…"
Bell looked bitterly at the person behind him who had already spoken to him.
"I've been waiting for you, Master…"
"Tonight, this humble girl will serve you."
"My name is Haruhime…"
While Bell was still dazed, Haruhime had already walked to Bell, who was still in a stiff, knocking posture, and took his hand, "Come, please come this way."
"Eh… No… I…"
Bell stammered, unable to form a complete sentence. When had such a pure young man encountered such a situation? He was led step by step by Haruhime towards the bed.
And outside at this moment.
"Little Takatsuki, are you just going to listen here? Is that not good? Or do you have some special preference?"
Aisha looked at Takatsuki, who was sitting on the ground outside the door, and said with a smile.
"That's assuming something will actually happen between them, but is that possible?"
Takatsuki was completely unmoved by Aisha's words and spoke.
"What do you mean by that? This is a brothel, after all. Does Little Brother think nothing will happen when you come to a brothel?"
Takatsuki glanced at Aisha and scoffed, "The premise is that the other party can actually do it."
"If I let Bell be alone with you, I might worry, but with Haruhime…"
Before he could finish, he heard the sound of something heavy falling inside, and Bell's somewhat flustered voice.
"See?"
Aisha's expression changed as she looked at Takatsuki, "You knew all along?"
"There's nothing to hide about this, and all along, you've been the one completing her subsequent 'work,' but not today."
"What exactly is your purpose?"
Aisha frowned. She had found it strange yesterday, and it was even stranger today.
"You'll know if you listen. All in all, for Haruhime, it might even be a good thing."
Takatsuki didn't answer directly, because he wasn't sure if things would develop as they did in the original story. Instead, he continued to sit by the door, closing his eyes to rest.
Aisha frowned. She didn't sit down, but leaned against the doorframe and listened to the commotion inside.
Soon, the two heard Haruhime wake up inside. Perhaps because she had fainted once before, Haruhime did not ask for intimacy with Bell after this. After hearing Bell's explanation, Haruhime also accepted to some extent Bell's request to only stay in the room for three hours.
"Since we can't leave for now, how about we chat?"
Haruhime asked Bell.
"Chat?"
"Yes, I'm Sanjouno Haruhime. How should I address you?"
"My name is Bell."
Perhaps because the previous events had not continued, Bell's emotions had calmed down a bit, and he naturally began chatting with Haruhime.
From his purpose in coming to Orario, his past life, to his experiences in Orario, and his hobbies.
Unconsciously, Bell forgot that Haruhime in front of him was a prostitute and instead happily chatted with her as if she were an ordinary girl.
Especially when he discovered that the other party was also a girl who loved hero tales.
Bell's entire life was one of pursuing and longing for heroes. He might not understand other things, but when it came to stories of hero tales, whether official history or unofficial accounts, he knew them like the back of his hand.
Unconsciously, they forgot the time, and the two chatted happily.
Outside, Aisha also heard the commotion inside and looked at Takatsuki, "Is this your purpose?"
Without directly answering, Takatsuki spoke, "We will come every day for the next few days. Don't let Haruhime take any other customers. We're paying, so it counts as taking customers, doesn't it?"