CHAPTER 76: 69. NEW MISSION: LUO XINFU IN MAY

[The dictatorship will be managed by Republican individuals, placing the highest interests of Spain and the Republic above class or party goals... managed by honest Republican individuals.]

Fujiwara Reya flipped through "The Spanish Civil War," his body swaying slightly with the train car.

Outside the window, the evening sky over Tokyo was gradually darkening, about to open the curtain on the nightlife, as things unseen during the day began to stir in the shadows.

As he read the plot about the "Rise of the Republic," the train stopped at Yoshiwara. Reluctantly, he put the book into his backpack, got off the train, and followed his phone’s navigation to the Empress Soapland.

Honestly speaking.

He was a bit excited.

After all, it was his first time visiting an entertainment venue, so he was a bit curious.

In Japan, the sex industry legally exists, although "full service" is excluded.

Generally speaking, ordinary escorts only provide companionship and entertainment services; any sexual activities are a no-go. The reason why Soaplands are called the king of the sex industry is that they are almost exactly like what’s seen in adult films, far more than just companionship and entertainment.

Of course.

Even in Soaplands, openly providing full service is not allowed.

If you want a deeper level of interaction, you need to go around the shop regulations and negotiate privately with the escort.

Without invoicing through the store, only acting like a couple, the police can’t do anything about you.

At six in the evening, it was already dark.

Countless dazzling neon lights lit up seemingly in competition, but it was not yet the liveliest time in Yoshiwara. Each entertainment venue had just opened not long ago, and the shop fronts were still quiet and empty.

Amongst the pedestrians on the road, half were tourists, and the other half were diligent escorts on the streetsides distributing flyers to attract customers.

Some were cute, some seductive, some pure, some alluring... Fujiwara Reya curiously watched these escorts; through the semi-transparent curtains behind them, the faint pink lights stirred the imagination.

"Excuse me..."

While contemplating the words "Free Information Center" across the street, pondering what lay within, Fujiwara Reya turned back, seeing a pure-looking girl in a thin JK uniform with long hair draped over her shoulders, holding a pink flyer to block his path.

"Would you like to come inside and play? Special offer for you." The escort handed him the flyer.

"With this face..." Fujiwara Reya pointed to his own face, "do you think I still need to pay?"

"..."

The escort was speechless.

In her three years in the profession, she had encountered all kinds of men, including those who just wanted sex, but a man who confidently wanted a free service, she was seeing for the first time.

But...

Being taken advantage of by such a handsome young man might not be so bad.

"Uh, it’s okay." The escort held the flyer tightly with both hands, slightly leaning her face toward Fujiwara Reya, "Once inside, remember to choose me. After your bath, we can head to a hotel, and I’ll cover the accommodation cost."

"Can you discuss the Spanish Civil War with me?" Fujiwara Reya asked.

"Eh?"

The escort looked utterly confused.

"Sorry, we have no common topics."

Fujiwara Reya waved his hand, quickening his steps to escape the ordeal.

As he moved forward, more chaotic scenes flashed before his eyes.

The wet road surface, giant LED screens displaying travel information, the unusually bright lights of commercial buildings, tourists arguing and shoving, young people smoking, bald bodyguards in suits, faded posters on utility poles, hair in varied colors... In the bizarre and colorful Yoshiwara District, Tokyo’s unique vast yet orderly aura vanished, replaced by an indescribable restless atmosphere.

At six fifteen, he stepped into the lobby of the Empress Soapland.

[You have a new random task]

Fujiwara Reya paused his steps.

Opened the email sent by the system to check the task.

[May’s Luo Xinfu, carrying a bittersweet sadness on her chest; beneath that gentle and elegant appearance, hides eight venomous long legs. Be careful not to lose your life!]

[Task requirement: Capture Luo Xinfu.]

[Deadline: Before June.]

[Task reward: 10000 points, 10 magatama, Luo Xinfu development deluxe pack.]

Triggered the task here...

Does it mean Luo Xinfu is hiding in this building?

Fujiwara Reya perked up, carefully observing his surroundings.

There was an extremely lavish hall, with the ceiling as grand as a stadium. Crystal chandeliers poured their light downward, and everywhere were the glittering and shining crystal ornaments.

The environment seemed normal; it didn’t look like a spider’s lair at all.

Fujiwara Reya walked further while looking around.

The marble floor was polished to a mirror finish, the obviously expensive sofas were neatly arranged, and a nine-square-meter oil painting hung on the wall, depicting Adam and Eve.

Hmm.

The connotation of this painting perfectly matched the brothel.

He looked around without any discoveries.

Fujiwara Reya called Kawashima Miki, sitting alone on a sofa awaiting her arrival.

The place had just started its operations, so there were few people in the lobby. A group of fashionably dressed escorts frequently glanced in his direction, whispering and giggling, wondering why such a handsome man even needed to visit a brothel.

"Sir, do you have any familiar girls?" asked an escort in a high-slit cheongsam, her voice incredibly gentle.

"No," Fujiwara Reya shook his head, then added, "It’s my first time coming to a place like this."

"Oh, it’s your first time." The escort felt the opportunity had come. She unbuttoned the first button of her cheongsam’s collar, slightly bending over, "How about me? If needed, I can serve you free once, guaranteed satisfaction."

Big.

Really big!

Fujiwara Reya felt his heart beating a bit fast.

This kind of place was too stimulating for him, after all, he was still a naive little demon.

"Uh, um, thanks..." Fujiwara Reya steadied his breathing and politely said, "I have an appointment with your manager, you wouldn’t want to compete with her, right?"

"...?"

The escort blinked her eyes.

When did the manager go into the business?

Fujiwara Reya silently observed her, trying to find any flaw.

Everyone here could possibly be Luo Xinfu, so he needed to stay alert, or he might get captivated.

"Tap, tap, tap—"

A sharp sound of high heels hitting the marble floor echoed in his ears.

From the elevator, a stylishly elegant Kawashima Miki walked out, her heels tapping in a rhythm that seemed to tap precisely on the listener’s hearts.

The escort tactfully stepped away.

Walking towards the sofa, Kawashima Miki’s face was calm and cool, exuding a powerful aura that could be felt from eight meters away.

The entire atmosphere of the lobby shifted, with everyone looking at her.

Even Fujiwara Reya, his gaze lingered on her, clearly entranced by her beautiful face.

Kawashima Miki softened her expression, replacing it with a slight smile, extending her hand to him: "Welcome, Master Fujiwara."

"Good evening, ma’am." Fujiwara Reya shook her hand.

"Have a seat here, let me introduce our features to the little wizard." Kawashima Miki sat on the side of the sofa, inadvertently brushing against Fujiwara Reya with her shoulder, the scent of her perfume subtly drifting over.

A lovely rose fragrance.

Settling down, she elegantly crossed one leg over the other, picking up a pamphlet from the table.

Fujiwara Reya occasionally caught glimpses of her movements, noticing her beautiful legs, distinctly drawn eyebrows, and slightly biting her crystal-clear lower lip, as if pondering how to promote her shop’s services.

She seemed particularly charming today... Fujiwara Reya’s gaze helplessly drifted over her.

The legs that she had crossed, the tight short skirt slit up to the hip, without any undergarments visible, her white and flawless skin fully exposed to his view.

Even the outline of her pelvis could be vaguely distinguished.

Although the important parts couldn’t be seen at all, to Fujiwara Reya, this ambiguous sense of obscurity made her all the more provocative.

"What’s the little wizard looking at?" Kawashima Miki tilted her head to look at him, smiling slightly.

"Uh, nothing..." Fujiwara Reya hastily averted his gaze, trying to dispel the guilty feeling, quickly complimented: "Ma’am, you look beautiful today."

"So," Kawashima Miki leaned closer, "does the little wizard like it? Answer honestly, no lying allowed."

A subtle warmth reached him, accompanied by her scent, as Fujiwara Reya nodded: "From a purely aesthetic perspective, I like it very much."

"I like hearing compliments." Kawashima Miki laughed joyfully.

The full curves of her chest subtly trembled along with her body, truly seeming pleased.