ASTKO 1

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In a small city called Pyacca which is about 6km away West from the Kingdom, there are dozens of brothels with female and male prostitutes, and the whole city has become a red-light district. Since it’s about an hour’s ride from the Kingdom with a carriage, by the time the sun has set and the lamps in the eaves are lit, men from the Royal Capital, the neighboring city, and the villages who are looking for a one-night meeting gather. 

Customers are already flowing inside the popular store shops operating across the main road. 

A man with a good physique came from a store called “Hana Hana” operating at the endmost of Pyacca lit the lamp a bit later than the other shops. 

  

“Yaquel, can you fix the backdoor after that? It seemed to have broken again because of the strong wind yesterday.” 

  

Ordered by the proprietress, “I understand”, Yaquel answered. 

Yaquel’s main job is doing odd jobs at the brothel. Manual labors from tidying the dirty rooms to doing maintenance at the shop and wood-chopping. Taking advantage of his large and bear-like build which is close to 190cm, he is responsible for customers who have bad manners and those who break the rules. 

Yaquel came to this shop when he was 10 years old. When his alcoholic and womanizing, undisciplined father as well as a gambling addict and sluttish mother were about to sell Yaquel to a slave merchant, “It’s such a waste to enslave such a robust child. If you don’t need him then sell him to me.” He was saved by this shop’s proprietress. 12 years after that, Yaquel has been working in this shop as a manservant. 

For Yaquel, the proprietress is his life’s benefactor and this “Hana Hana” is his home. He has decided to work his body to the bones for this shop until his life runs out. 

  

Yaquel who was repairing the tilted door noticed the fissure on the window beside it.  

  

Oh, here, too…  

  

The fissure on the window isn’t only here. Although it’s not up until the guest rooms, the kitchen’s window and the windows on the hallway, Yaquel’s and the other man- and maidservants’ rooms, and recently, the fissures have also become noticeable in the prostitutes’ bedroom windows. 

Of course, it’s just a matter of buying new ones, but perhaps because the location of this Hana Hana is far from the main road and the site condition is bad, it is the least famous brothel in the entire Pyacca and the state of business is always bad. 

However, the proprietress never once showed a struggling expression. “We’ll manage as long as we’re alive.” Her own share is minimum and most of the shop’s profit, after deducting expenses, is distributed to the prostitutes and servants like Yaquel. 

 

Just by seeing the other brothels’ shopkeepers being covered in their own self-interest, everyone who has worked for the proprietress is grateful and respectful to her. 

Yaquel is of course one of them, and wrenching his poor brain wanting to be of help to the proprietress, all he could think of was reducing the portion of his meals. Upon implementing it, the proprietress instead forcibly shared with him her own share of bread saying, “What is going to happen if a man at the prime of his life doesn’t eat?” 

 

Is there anything I can do to help? 

 

 Yaquel was thinking as he covered the cracked parts with paint so it wouldn’t worsen. 

  

  

  

Mending the backdoor was done, and just when he just finished fixing the noticeable crack on the window, a fellow manservant rushed out from the backdoor and, “Big trouble! Yaquel, please come!”, he called Yaquel. 

 

“What’s wrong?” 

“A guest is going out of control!” 

  

When Yaquel hurriedly went to the room guest who was said to be out of control, the sounds of things being thrown and a man’s rude voice, as well as the proprietress’s voice trying to placate the customer, can be heard. 

“Retana-san.” 

“Yaquel, you’re here? That’s great.”

“I’m sorry for being late. So, what’s the matter?” 

“Well, you see, it appears that this customer has been refused entrance by the other shops, but although we let him in our shop, the others are unfortunately currently busy. That’s why when I asked if he could wait, this situation happened. He also seems to be drinking already, he doesn’t listen to me properly.” 

“Is that so? I understand. It’s dangerous so everyone should leave the room.” 

 

Yaquel made Retana and the other correspondence leave the room and approached the man sitting cross-legged while leaning on the wall. 

 

“What’s with you?” 

  

When the man spoke, the smell of liquor wafts over. His beard and hair are unkempt, his clothes are also dirty and unsanitary. It’s unavoidable that he’ll be banned from entering with this. Retana’s heart is too big for accepting a man like this into the shop. 

  

“Dear Customer. It will disturb the other customers if you make such a scene here. Just as the proprietress mentioned, but all of our entertainers are currently serving other customers. Could you please wait for a while?” 

“What? I’m a customer. It’s your job to listen to your customer.” 

  

The man strongly kicked a fallen chair. Yaquel wanted to forcibly expel the man so the damage won’t increase, but upon closer look, this man has a robust body comparable to Yaquel contrary to his untidy appearance. Since the kicked chair easily reached the opposite wall, he must also be strong physically. If he(Y) carelessly touches him(C), it might not be easy. 

  

“My apologies. So then, how can I convince you?” 

“How?” 

“Yes. If we can attend to your request as best as we can…” 

“Let’s see, bring four women here immediately. I shall have them serve me until I’m satisfied.” 

  

Yaquel thought that there’s no way that he can answer that request. There’s no problem if the man is only being a bad drunk, but there’s no telling how much the women will suffer if they deal with such a well-built, arrogant, and violent man. He was hoping that it could be solved with money or things, but it’s also likely that he(C) would not be satisfied if they were to offer it and they might end up incurring the customer’s wrath. It seems there is no other choice but to drive him(C) out even if he(Y) gets hurt. 

  

“Dear Customer, we cannot agree to that request. My deepest apologies but as we are unable to serve you today, we would like you to leave the shop.” 

 

Yaquel grabbed the man’s arm but the man grabbed a bundle of bills from his pocket and threw it on the floor. There are 100 yulin at a glance. It’s Yaquel’s half a year’s worth of salary. It costs 3 yulin to play with a prostitute overnight. This man, is he a rich man with an appearance like this? No, could it be money earned through criminal activities? That’s right, the latter is more likely. If so then all the more reason not to let the women of the shop serve such a dangerous man.  

Yaquel picked up the money and returned it to the man. 

  

“Dear Customer, please leave the shop.” 

  

As Yaquel held the man’s arm and forced him to stand up, he forcibly pulled him towards the door. But the man instead strongly pushed Yaquel onto the bed. 

  

“You will also do.” 

“…Hah?” 

“If you entertain me enough for 4 women then I’ll forgive you. If you manage to do it to the end, I’ll also give you this gold. How about it?” 

  

The man licked Yaquel’s neck. An unpleasant feeling ran along the back of his neck. 

  

“Dear Customer, I am only a manservant. If you want a male prostitute, you can call some from another store.” 

“I want you. You look delicious.” 

  

The man’s big hand touched Yaquel’s lips. 

He can’t take it anymore. Yaquel was about to hit the man, but he saw the crack in the window. 

  

Oh… That’s right. 

  

“If I can truly serve Dear Customer until the end, I can get the money in full, correct?” 

“Yes, of course. A knight doesn’t lie.”

  

So, he’s a knight. He absolutely doesn’t seem like one. 

Yaquel was fine whether this man was a knight, a criminal, or a crook. All that matters is that he can receive gold. 

Yaquel stood up temporarily and heroically took off his clothes.  

 

“What the hell. There’s not even an ounce of seductiveness.” 

“Didn’t I tell you earlier? I am just a manservant. This is my first time in everything so there may also be some awkwardness and I don’t think I will be able to satisfy you, but I will serve you to the best of my abilities.” 

“Oh. I don’t hate unsullied ones.” 

  

Yaquel took off the man’s pants and made him sit at the side of the bed. Then he knelt on the floor and lightly touched the man’s flaccid private parts.