Lawless & Sinful Another World

Following Lolo’s memo, Takuma had walked through several brothels. He had already reached the third one.

The first and second shops had looked quite decent, but he had decided to pass them over this time.

The first shop was expensive. In return, every woman there was beautiful and had a figure far more perfect than anything he had seen in his original world — tall, slender legs that gradually tapered toward the feet, bodies that looked like they had been sculpted in China dresses that clung tightly to the skin, or elegant dresses that instantly screamed luxury the moment they were seen.

He could have enjoyed the shop with money alone, but he didn’t think he could enjoy the experience itself.

He had been a virgin for twenty-two years. For his first time, the threshold was far too high, so he had decided to pass this one over today.

The second shop was noticeably more affordable than the first. However, the quality of the women had not dropped in any way. The girls working today were all beautiful and cute.

But only three girls were available for immediate service because the other customers were already booked for over an hour each. If he had to wait right now, he would have taken one of those three. But the desire to see more girls won the day, so he decided to pass this one over as well.

Now heading to the third shop, Takuma had learned several things.

First, the women in every shop were quite good.

In his original world, he had once heard that cheap brothels had “difficult women.” But he had not felt any of that here at all.

Even the first shop — which was expensive, of course — had women of good quality. The second shop had not shown much change either. If anything, the body types had become a little more “commoner” than before.

It was as if the bottom-tier light-novel heroine from some popular story had suddenly become a regular customer.

From Takuma’s perspective as a virgin, the difference between these two was not large. Both shops were still very high-level.

Because of that, his footsteps toward the third shop felt lighter.

Second, he had noticed that the payment was only the basic play fee and the name fee.

He had looked at such sites out of curiosity in his original world, but he remembered that there was usually a base fee for visiting, plus various options that added extra charges when you actually played. Here, there were no such options.

No matter what clothing he wore or what kind of play he wanted, he only had to pay the basic play fee plus the name fee if he chose a girl.

The biggest surprise was that there was no extra charge for finishing anywhere — whether inside the mouth, on the breasts, or inside.

He had also asked the first shop about this as a human and adult, and the staff had told him that because magic prevented pregnancy, it was safe.

So the condoms from his original world were unnecessary. Raw was fine.

For the ultimate version, magic could even create a fake pregnancy. Of course, the belly would only look pregnant — there was no actual pregnancy — but some people liked that kind of play. The first shop offered that as well.

In short, he could do almost anything. The only cost was the basic play fee, and when he chose a girl, he added the name fee.

One more thing: the basic play fee was set according to time in most shops, so no matter how many times he finished, the price would stay the same.

The polite gentleman at the reception who had immediately understood that Takuma was a virgin had explained everything carefully.

Thanks to that gentleman, Takuma’s excitement for brothels had grown even stronger. His son had already entered battle mode.

While walking toward the store, his mind was full of ideas — what kind of play he wanted to try and which girl he would choose.

The possibilities varied by shop, but the first two had allowed bondage and harem plays.

That meant something like restraining multiple girls and playing the “evil lord” would also be possible.

Since Takuma’s true goal was a man soaked in depravity, it might be worth experiencing it in a pseudo form right now.

“…Fufu, nice…”

He couldn’t help muttering to himself. People passing by gave him cold stares, so he turned his face away.

There was the third shop he had been looking for.

“Tch, almost passed it…”

He had walked right past the entrance and gone too far, so he turned around and headed back to the shop.

(Well then, let’s go. Marona-san!)

Above the entrance was the sign “Marona,” and Takuma stepped through the door.