On October 14th, a typo was corrected.
① “However, Melody’s expression showed disbelief at her own disheveled state, but she was gradually transforming into a feminine appearance.” → “…showed disbelief at her own disheveled state…”
“So, it’s practical instruction. Serena, you may do as you please with Melody’s breasts.”
“…Yes♪”
*Hyuu, pito, psssh*
“Eek! A huge bug on my chest?! Are you a fairy!?”
*Momi, momi, momi, monyu, monyu, momi, momi, monyu, monyu*
“Stop groping my breasts! Noooo! …Ah… Ahh… An♡ Nooo♡”
When Eria gave the Sex Spirit (Ero) Old Man permission to “grope breasts,” it gleefully flew towards Melody’s chest and immediately attached itself to her breasts.
In the next moment, Melody’s noblewoman-like dress was suddenly ripped open at the chest, exposing her fresh, young breasts, unbecoming of a prostitute.
The Sex Spirit (Ero) Old Man, which had attached itself to her left breast, performed the spectacular act of “breast groping” with its entire body.
“This is it, this is it, this is it! I am happy.”
The Sex Spirit (Ero) Old Man was caressing Melody’s breasts with its entire body.
As expected, Melody was in utter chaos from the sudden “Old Man Attack.”
Melody seemed to be the type who looked thinner in clothes, and her breasts were swaying—*purun, purun*.
This was a feast for my eyes as well.
Shera-nee-san, who was standing behind me, seemed to be observing the situation with her arms crossed, but the movement of her fluffy fox tail was synchronized with the movement of Melody’s breasts.
“Nooo, don’t! Stop groping me!!”
Melody was being passionately, strangely, and precisely caressed by the Sex Spirit (Ero) Old Man in her erogenous zones, and she was panting and writhing.
The Sex Spirit (Ero) Old Man was toying with her attached breasts with its entire body, drawing her into lust.
At the same time, as the Holy Spirit Serena, it was also excellent at healing any ailments in Melody’s body.
Well, it probably only offered her a bit of comfort at the moment…
“…An, an, ahn♡ …I’m feeling it… Ahh ahhh, ahhh…”
What stood there was not the image of a high-class young prostitute dressed as a noblewoman with a cool beauty setting, but simply a young girl of age, Melody, writhing as her breasts were being played with.
Melody’s rigid body seemed to be melting from the Sex Spirit (Ero) Old Man’s passion for her breasts.
Eria was observing the scene with a serious gaze.
She was probably timing when to move to the next step.
“Haa… haa… haa… haa… Yes, what in the world happened?”
The Sex Spirit (Ero) Old Man, satisfied with the “breast groping,” became invisible again and retreated.
Meanwhile, Melody, with both her breasts exposed, was in a daze, her mind wandering.
Melody’s left breast was swollen and red, perhaps becoming sensitive like a clump of erogenous zones.
On the other hand, her right breast remained in its natural state, allowing for confirmation of its well-formed shape and the condition of the areola.
“Now, it’s time for your private parts. Place both hands on this desk, spread your legs, and stick out your backside.”
Satisfied with Melody’s condition, Eria gave her the next instruction.
“…Yes… Elder Sister Eria. Please be gentle.”
Then, with a look of resignation, Melody obediently took the embarrassing pose instructed by Eria.
It was surprising that Melody, who had been so haughty, could not defy the hierarchy within the brothel.
Then, Eria, the instructor for practical training, stood directly behind Melody.
*Bash*
In response to Melody’s pleading words, Eria lifted the hem of her blue dress, which had hidden her ankles, with a flourish.
With this action, everything from Melody’s navel down was completely exposed. Below her well-defined waist, she wore pure white drawers, from which her shapely legs extended. However, from mid-thigh down, she wore knee-high socks made of thin silk with an elegant lace pattern woven at the top.
The knee-high socks were also pure white, and she wore white, shining patent leather shoes on her feet.
Ultimately, Melody’s clothing, down to her underwear, imitated a proper noblewoman’s attire.
“Kya!”
Furthermore, Melody, with her lower body exposed, let out a cute scream.
Whether this was a result of her education at the brothel or her own inherent nature was unclear, but it was plausible for a high-class young prostitute to feign innocence.
“Oh my, pure white drawers. You’re wearing quite expensive underwear, Melody.”
The pure white drawers were sewn with frills layered upon each other, concealing her buttocks and crotch area.
Eria’s delicate fingertips traced along the boundary between the drawers and her thigh—*tsuuu*—causing Melody’s body to react—*pikun, pikun*.
Melody’s erogenous zones seemed unusually active.
Melody, with her bewildered expression, was surprisingly cute, a stark contrast to her naturally haughty personality.
It was evident how absolute the hierarchical structure within the brothel was.
“…Eek… N-nooo… Ah, ahn♡ Elder Sister Eria… Ahhh… Please forgive meeee!!”
Eria inserted her right hand into Melody’s crotch area while she was still wearing her drawers and poked her labia with her middle finger.
Then, Eria’s delicate fingertips rubbed the area of Melody’s outer labia, groping and caressing the location of her clitoris.
Eria’s finger movements were surprisingly slow but seemed to be precisely stimulating her erogenous zones, causing Melody to pant with a flushed face.
Meanwhile, the extent of her own disarray was unbelievable to Melody, but she was gradually taking on a more feminine appearance.
“At this rate, your expensive drawers will get stained with love juice.”
Eria skillfully removed Melody’s drawers, revealing her cute buttocks.
And since her legs were spread apart, a portion of her labia was visible before her perineum.
“Lord Hal, please look. For a prostitute, this part has not been used enough.”
*Chturi*
“Your vagina is still a cherry blossom pink… I’ll check your vagina opening.”
She showed me Melody’s vagina, and indeed, it maintained a beautiful color for a prostitute.
“P-please, Elder Sister Eria, don’t do anything cruel!”
*Cuchu, cuchu, cuchu, guchu, guchu, guchu, guchu*
“…E-Elder Sisterrr… I-I don’t like it!!”
Eria toyed with Melody’s private parts using only her fingertips.
Her clitoris was pinched and rolled between her fingertips—*korokororo*—and then the finger inserted into her vagina opening wriggled strangely, stimulating her erogenous zones.
Furthermore, she also caressed her anus and even her breasts, which the Sex Spirit (Ero) Old Man had exposed.
“…Hyahhh, nooo… Ahhh, ahhh♡ …Noooo!!”
*Poto, poto, poto, botoboto*
Under Eria’s caresses, love juice overflowed from Melody’s labia, trickling down her inner thighs—*tsuuu*—and some of it dripped onto the floor—*poto, poto*.
The droplets of love juice that fell onto the wooden floor gathered, forming a puddle in no time.
At the same time, Melody herself seemed to be struggling to maintain her posture, her legs giving way.
“…Ahh♡ I’m going to cum… Ahh, ahh♡ Hiiiahhh…”
Now, Melody’s legs had completely given out, and she could barely cling to the desk.
Still, it seems Eria was also putting on an act with me.
But the Eria who accepted my clumsy caresses was undoubtedly cute as well.
It seemed Melody was close to reaching orgasm.
Before Eria, who carried the signboard of roses, Melody was merely a young girl.
“You’re about to cum, Melody?”
“Hiihiii, I’m going to cum, I’m cumming! Yaaaaah!!”
*Choro, choro, shaaaaa*
As she reached orgasm, Melody arched backward, losing control of her bladder and collapsing to the floor.
Steam was rising from the puddle of holy water on the floor around Melody’s crotch area.
“This concludes my practical instruction. Melody, you too felt it as a proper young prostitute, didn’t you?”
“…Elder Sister Eria, thank you for your guidance… truly.”
Melody, now relaxed on the floor, still thanked her Elder Sister Eria.
Presumably, if she didn’t thank her here, there would be additional lessons.
“Lord Hal, please excuse me for a moment.”
Eria wiped her love juice-covered fingertips with a handkerchief and gently approached the door of the VIP room, then flung it open.
“Gyaaah!”
It turned out that the young prostitutes waiting for customers outside the VIP room had been eavesdropping.
When Eria opened the door, they lost their support and tumbled into the room.
“Good day, everyone. I am Eria Akue de Castina. Today, as one of the former ‘Rose Sisters,’ I provided practical instruction to Melody.”
Eria smiled and greeted the three young prostitutes with the courtesy of a lady.
“Good day, Elder Sister Eria. I am Soprano. Please remember me from now on.”
“Good day, Rose Elder Sister. I am Menuet. Please remember me from now on.”
“G-good day, elegant Rose Lord’s Elder Sister. I am Rhythm. Please remember me from now on.”
The three young prostitutes who had stumbled into the VIP room introduced themselves as Soprano, Menuet, and Rhythm.
It seemed that in this brothel, the young prostitutes were given Japanese given names related to music.
“Would you also like practical instruction?”
Eria smiled and surveyed the voyeuristic young prostitutes.
Even as a former member, she was clearly demonstrating the difference in class between herself, who had once borne the name of a rose, and them.
Incidentally, this “Rose Annex Lily’s Honey” seemed to be of rather small scale.
Perhaps because of this, there were currently no high-class young prostitutes bearing the name of a rose.
“As expected of you, Elder Sister. To make the usually proud Melody cum so much that her legs gave out!”
Soprano gazed at Eria with a rapturous look.
“I admire you, Elder Sister.”
Rhythm, who seemed to agree with Soprano’s words, also had a red face.
“I want to cum like Melody too. My customers are mostly unskilled, so I’m frustrated.”
Menuet was about to reveal her clothing when Soprano and Rhythm stopped her.
The voyeuristic young prostitutes were making a fuss around Eria in this manner.
Afterward, Melody, who had tidied herself up and recovered, joined us, and we were chatting.
“Eria… she was such a terrifying practitioner of sexual techniques.”
Shera-nee-san, who had witnessed the vivid practical instruction given to Melody, murmured with a slightly tense demeanor, her proud fox tail drooping and hidden between her legs, and her fox ears limp.
“Elder Sister Eria, these sweets are delicious. Please try them.”
Meanwhile, Melody, who had received the practical instruction, clung to Eria as if she were a love-smitten maiden.
“It’s unfair for Melody to monopolize Elder Sister Eria alone.”
Menuet pulled Melody, who was sticking to Eria, away.
“Of course, I received direct practical instruction from Elder Sister Eria, so it’s natural?”
Melody, in response, seemed to disregard Menuet’s actions.
The VIP room was now noisy with idle young prostitutes gathered around.
Meanwhile, Shera-nee-san and I were completely outside the circle.
“By the way, Elder Sister Eria, do you have something you wanted to ask me?”
Midway through our conversation, Melody asked as if she had just remembered.
“We want to make contact with the ‘Knights of the Azure Moon,’ a group of former female knights from the Kingdom of Yangas who are rebelling against the provisional rule of the Espana Imperial Kingdom. Do you know anything?” I interrupted the conversation forcefully.
“Lord Hal, was it?! Unfortunately, our clientele has changed from the nobles of the former Kingdom of Yangas to nobles of Espana…”
In response to my question, Melody’s face clouded over.
Indeed, the customers of a high-class brothel are typically powerful nobles and high-ranking officials.
It seemed I had asked the wrong person.
“I, I’ve heard a little something. Apparently, members of the ‘Knights of the Azure Moon’ were appearing in this vicinity because a former female knight trainee lost herself after that commotion and became a street prostitute… I heard it from an acquaintance. And they were planning to bring that girl to them, but a gigolo had her bound by debt, and furthermore, she had no openings,” Menuet began to explain proudly.
Melody stared at her with a bitter expression.
She must have been frustrated that she didn’t know the information Elder Sister Eria wanted.
“Do you know the name of that street prostitute?”
“…I believe it was… Noella Sante. There are also rumors that she is currently bedridden and was taken in by a clinic of the Asgard Holy Church.”
“Thank you, Menuet. We will go to the clinic of the Asgard Holy Church.”
Thus, we decided to visit Noella Sante, the street prostitute who was believed to be connected to the “Knights of the Azure Moon.”
It was already late, and I had intended to return to Lily Lalabai where everyone was waiting, but somehow, a drinking party had started, and I got drunk.
Meanwhile, Eria was incredibly popular among the young prostitutes.
Mustering my last bit of strength, I asked the Holy Spirit Serena to relay the message that I couldn’t return to the inn…
Incidentally, Shera-nee-san, or Shera, had fallen asleep hugging a sake bottle during the drinking party.
Thank you for reading.
Episode 37-8: The Stubborn Priest of the Clinic and the Terminal Street Prostitute ① was scheduled for pre-posting at 0:00 on October 15th.
