Today was a complete disaster. I never imagined my baptismal name would be “Harem”…
Furthermore, it was a divine revelation based on Edele’s preceding pronouncements, so there was no room for appeal.
Considering my past life’s promise, it might be justifiable, but I feel utterly terrible…
After finishing all my tasks for the day, I boarded a public carriage alone and returned to the noble district of the Imperial Capital Granza.
In fact, it was indicated on a map that “Rosebud,” a sister establishment of the high-class brothel “Drop of Rose,” was located within the noble district.
“Is it really possible for a brothel to be in the middle of such a noble district…?”
Muttering to myself, I hurried to my destination, doubting whether this sealed letter was even to be believed.
“According to the sketch… it’s certainly here, but isn’t this a noble’s mansion?”
The place I arrived at had a magnificent mansion, which seemed to belong to a high-ranking noble.
The expansive grounds were surrounded by a metal fence equipped with anti-burglar spikes.
“Ex-excuse me for intruding…”
Following the directions, I went around to the service entrance and cautiously reached for the door. It wasn’t locked and opened easily.
Numerous roses were planted within the grounds, creating a gorgeous scene.
The roses of different colors formed orderly geometric patterns.
Here and there, arch-shaped gates covered in roses and vines were placed along the pathways, with particularly magnificent rose trees bearing large blooms planted at key points.
And an elderly gardener was tending to them with utmost care.
From any angle, it looked like a noble’s mansion, but the elderly gardener, whose gaze met mine, bowed and left.
Upon closer inspection, the elderly man seemed to be the head gardener, giving instructions to several young men.
With this scale, multiple gardeners were likely required for its maintenance. If one were to describe it, it would not be an exaggeration to call this garden a “Rose Mansion.”
Then, for a while, I admired the luxurious rose petals and sweet fragrance lining both sides of the path, and finally arrived at the mansion’s entrance.
“The secret code for customers at the brothel is, let’s see…”
*Thump, thump, thump-thump.*
I knocked on the knocker installed beside the entrance door, following the predetermined secret code.
*Creeeeak.*
“Welcome home, Master. Madam has been eagerly awaiting your arrival.”
After a short wait, the heavy entrance door slowly opened with a groaning sound, and a beautiful girl dressed in a neatly sewn, pristine maid outfit greeted me.
Furthermore, she politely knelt and addressed me as “Master.”
“M-Madam!?”
“Of course, it’s Madam Ishtar, the madam of the high-class brothel ‘Rosebud,’ Master.”
The beautiful girl in the maid outfit, who answered my question, turned around, and I followed her.
Passing through the entrance hall with its luxurious chandelier, I ascended the spiral staircase leading to the second floor and was guided to a room that appeared to be a guest room.
“Are you a first-time customer? Who introduced you!?”
Inside the room, a beautiful woman with the air of a noblewoman was waiting.
“My name is Hal Raymond. I received an invitation here from Madam Delfina.”
I presented my usual name, not my full name including the baptismal name given to me half a day ago, Hal Harem Von Raymond, and offered the invitation and a Crimson Card.
“Oh, an invitation from Delfina-onee-sama and a Crimson Card indicating the highest customer rank… I am Madam Ishtar, the person in charge of this brothel. I look forward to your continued patronage, Hal Raymond-sama.”
“So, what should I do now?”
“This brothel is—”
And so, I arrived at the high-class brothel “Rosebud” and received instructions on its use from Madam Ishtar.
This high-class brothel, “Rosebud,” is located within the noble district but was originally a repurposed mansion of a certain fallen Count Family.
However, from the surrounding mansions, the inhabitants of this mansion are thought to be nobles, and due to the abundance of rose trees, it is called the “Rose Mansion.”
It employs skilled gardeners for the maintenance of the garden, so from the outside, it appears to be just a noble’s mansion.
Moreover, even when entering the mansion, it follows the custom of an ordinary noble residence, with employees wearing minimal revealing clothing and young prostitutes disguised as noblewomen working there.
When not attending to customers, they live the lives of actual servants and noblewomen with utmost dedication.
Madam Ishtar, the hired madam in charge of this high-class brothel “Rosebud,” acts as the lady of the mansion in her interactions.
Her persona is that of a beautiful widow.
Furthermore, Madam Ishtar herself, if offered a large sum of money, will share a bed with a customer as a high-class courtesan.
Regarding the essential young prostitutes, they are divided into four ranks: the highest being the “Rose Sisters,” disguised as noblewomen, followed by ladies-in-waiting, maids, and then servants.
Essentially, the high-class brothel “Rosebud” refuses first-time customers, and an introduction from an appropriate person is required.
Furthermore, only those recognized as customers by Madam Ishtar can initially request the young prostitutes disguised as servants.
Then, by accumulating usage points over repeated visits through “a certain method,” customers can then request young prostitutes disguised as maids and ladies-in-waiting.
Only a select few can request the “Rose Sisters,” who are the highest-ranking young prostitutes disguised as noblewomen.
“For you, Master, as you possess a Crimson Card, you can naturally request a ‘Rose Sister,’ and there are no limits to the play.”
“No limits to the play? What do you mean!?”
“It means that SM play is also permitted. Since it’s possible to use ‘Healing Magic’ at the Asgard Holy Church located nearby even if there are slight injuries, spanking is permissible to any extent.”
Then, Madam Ishtar handed me a spanking rod with a structure like a fly swatter.
“Now, please choose the girl you desire.”
“Wh-what is this!”
When Madam Ishtar turned around, the curtain behind her was opened.
What was hidden by the curtain was a safety fence, and beyond it, the floorboards were removed, creating a void that opened into the living room on the first floor.
And at a table placed in the center of the living room, three beautiful girls disguised as noblewomen were elegantly enjoying black tea.
Around them, ladies-in-waiting, disguised as young prostitutes, were attending to them, while young prostitutes disguised as maids stood at attention along the walls.
Occasionally, a young prostitute disguised as a servant would visit the living room to collect used dishes and the like.
At first glance, it replicated the lifestyle of nobility.
According to Madam Ishtar, “Rosebud” has five “Rose Sisters” on staff.
Their breakdown is as follows: the eldest daughter, known as the Red Rose, Albera, is 16 years old. The second daughter, known as the White Rose, Air, is the same age as me, 15. The third daughter, known as the Yellow Rose, Nanna, is also 15. The fourth daughter, known as the Purple Rose, Ereshkigal, is 14. And the youngest, the fifth daughter, known as the Blue Rose, Utu, is 13.
Incidentally, Nanna and Ereshkigal have already seen customers and are not present here.
Albera, known as the Red Rose, has long, crimson hair rolled into a vertical curl, tied with a ribbon adorned with lace.
Combined with her sharp, fiery eyes, she exuded the aura of a strong-willed young lady.
Air, known as the White Rose, has light-colored blue hair cut to shoulder length, but one strand is let grow to the middle of her back, tied with a pure white ribbon near the end.
Her features are delicate and ethereal, and her melancholic blue eyes appeared moist.
For no reason… my heart ached with a throb.
Utu, known as the Blue Rose, is a beautiful young child with light pink, fluffy hair and blue eyes, but she was too young for me.
Therefore, my choices were Albera or Air.
I had the choice between relieving my stress by spanking the seemingly strong-willed Albera to make her submit, or finding solace with the delicate Air.
“Have you made your decision?”
“Yes… tonight, I’ll have Air.”
