Is it wrong to try to meet someone in a dungeon?

The area surrounding the buildings that form the district is essentially a thriving "small city" centered around the palace (headquarters) of the goddess Ishtar, which is also their courtyard.

The district I'm in is controlled by the Ishtar Familia—it's their territory!

"No, no way...!?"

Having been repeatedly harassed by the prostitutes, I was then caught up by the combatants (Amazons).

The relentless shrewish women finally pulled out their weapons. Of course, I was only there to follow Miss Ming and wasn't equipped with any armor. Apart from the "Goddess's Blade" for self-defense, I had no other weapons.

The only thing I had in my pouch was the aphrodisiac they gave me back. What am I supposed to do?!

"Hit his foot!"

"Bring something that can be used for binding!"

Arrows flew in, boomerangs were thrown at me, and even chains were thrown at me, trying to restrict my movements.

The female warriors' aggressive advance, bordering on a fight, finally broke my spirit.

"Samira, go around to the front!"

"You owe me, Aisha!"

The female warriors (Amazons) watched their prey scatter, licking their lips as they did so.

They enjoy the hunting process, but the most important thing is the act of "enjoying" the catch, which gives them the greatest joy.

"Once we catch you, I'll squeeze you dry!"

"Let me hear your cries!"

Once I fall into their mouths, I will be ravaged.

Once I lose my strength, I will lose my important chastity (something).

"Hehehehehehe! It's no use running away now!?"

Fear, despair, pain, weeping, destruction, end, darkness.

They were all behind me, their gaping maws waiting for me.

A bleak, gloomy, tragic, and desolate future is about to engulf me.

(Run!)

Everything will end.

Once they catch him, Bell Craney is finished.

(Run, run!)

He will be unable to maintain his will, fulfill his wishes, or express his feelings.

Dreams, hopes, and aspirations will be shattered, and one will never be able to recover.

(Run, run, run!)

He will lose all his aspirations and motivation, and will never be able to "grow".

He was sure.

Bell Crane—it will no longer be Bell Crane!!

(Run, run ...

I yelled and screamed, even more desperately than when the floor owner (Goliath) was chasing me.

His eyes were bloodshot, his tear ducts were shattered, and he was sobbing and crying.

Glistening teardrops fell from the corners of my eyes as I sped up as if my life depended on it.

"What's wrong with that guy?!"

"He sped up!!"

"Why is he so difficult to deal with!?"

This is the first time I've ever heard of this.

Women are terrifying.

She knows that the pure and loving image of the opposite sex she cherishes is nothing but a beautiful fantasy.

It's just that I haven't noticed it because I've always been surrounded by so many gentle women who pamper me.

I've grown a little bit more.

(Run! Run! Please run!)

I endured the insults while dodging all pursuers. The wind whipped my white hair as I dashed through the red-light district like a fleeing rabbit.

Having escaped the streets blocked by prostitutes who were not combatants, I reached the top of the building.

I used the wooden bucket as a stepping stone to jump up and sped across the roof of the brothel.

"That guy's going to the pleasure quarters!"

Like a rabbit whose instinct to escape has been awakened, I accelerated explosively to shake off my pursuers, and the scenery ahead changed.

It was a Far Eastern-style red-light district that still shone brightly even in the red-light district.

I ran straight towards the neighborhood, which was decorated with red, vermilion, and dreamy cherry blossoms.

Arrows whizzed past me as I rushed into the brightly lit and bustling red-light district.

"—Huh!?"

Just as I jumped across the street separating the two blocks, the medium-sized boomerang, which arced through the air, finally hit me.

In a moment of panic, I blocked with my dagger, but I was thrown back a great distance, far from where I was supposed to land.

I fell into a brothel facing the road, a somewhat familiar-looking building, the largest building in the brothel complex.

"Ya ...

My shoulder hit the second-floor window.

I smashed through the open paper partition with a flourish, tumbling down the wooden floor of the corridor. A kimono-clad prostitute screamed, and a male customer was caught in the crossfire and passed out. "I-I'm so sorry!?" I apologized to them as I ran away as fast as I could.

The interior of the brothel, like its exterior, was entirely in the Far Eastern style. In the spacious corridors, paper sliding doors with floral patterns or gold leaf—the partitions separating the rooms—were lined up, allowing the sounds of revelry to drift from within. The wooden pillars and railings were all brightly colored.

Hearing the commotion, the people on the first floor peeked out from the stairwell to see what was happening. Upon seeing me running at breakneck speed, they all quickly ducked back down. The female warriors (Amazons) who had also broken in through the windows surged forward, and the brothel was instantly thrown into chaos.

"Things have gotten out of hand...!?"

I apologized to the people in the building, but my running didn't stop. Behind me, I heard loud footsteps echoing all around, and female warriors (Amazons) were shouting orders to capture me. I ran all over the building.

The brothel I infiltrated was quite grand, a veritable palace. Only a small portion of the corridor faced the road; the entire building consisted of several interconnected buildings of varying heights. As I moved up and down, I could see a serene courtyard outside the windows, complete with a pond and teeming with glowing green dungeon flies—emotionless insect monsters. Chased along the corridor, I glanced sideways and saw tiny green lights gracefully dancing, their notes like the carefree "clang" of bamboo tubes.

Perhaps it was the complex structure of the building that gave me an advantage. The female warriors (Amazons) chased me as I ran around, becoming more and more scattered, and their numbers gradually decreased. Miss Aisha or Miss Florini also seemed to be away.

But similarly, my physical strength is also nearing its limit.

Exhausted, I fled into the annex in the far corner of the brothel.

"I... I need to find somewhere to hide...!?"

Ignoring my rapid breathing, I looked around in the corridor on the fifth floor, the highest floor of the annex.

Compared to the other noisy buildings, this building was incredibly quiet.

However, soon after, they heard someone downstairs shout, "Stop!?"

Caught between a rock and a hard place, I had no choice but to rush into one of the doors in the corridor.

"Ha ha……"

I pressed my hand to my chest, desperately trying to suppress my heavy breathing, and moved away from the closed paper door.

The room was very dark, and I couldn't tell what kind of room it was. I could only walk further in, trying to find a place to hide.

I walked cautiously and nervously... I saw a sliver of light peeking through the crack in the closed paper sliding door.

I looked back at the place I had just passed, then made up my mind and quietly slipped into the doorway.

Then--

"We've been waiting for you, sir."

Inside the paper sliding door sat a beastman girl.

(—This person is…)

It has long, brilliant golden hair, and ears and tail with fur of the same color.

The beautiful figure in the bright red kimono was none other than the fox-woman in the lattice window—Zhang Jianshili.

Seeing the girl with fox ears and a fox tail that were absolutely impossible to mistake left me speechless.

The moment I entered the room, she, who had been kneeling on the tatami with three fingers on the ground, slowly raised her head.

"Tonight, I, Chunji, will serve you in bed."

Then, she looked into my eyes and said those words.

"...Huh?"

"Please come this way."

Facing me, who was frozen in place with my mouth half open, she knelt down and gently swayed her thick tail.

Even the way she stood up was so meticulous and respectful. She took my hand and gently led me over.

She led me to the back of the room... where a set of bedding was neatly laid out.

"...!?"

I was still in a daze, but when I saw the two pillows placed together, I finally regained my ability to think.

She leaned closer to me quietly and murmured, "What's wrong?" "Wait, no!?" I panicked and turned around, tripping over my own foot.

While acting like an idiot, I dragged her into the water and we both fell onto the bedding.

"what……"

I couldn't even manage to get up; I fell down, and the thin blanket caught the back of my head and back.

A cute chirping sound came from nearby, and I quickly opened my eyes to apologize. The next moment... the emerald green eyes right in front of me left me speechless.

"..."

"..."

At a distance where even a breath would fall on her, her face was right in front of me.

It looked as if she had pushed me down; we stared at each other with wide eyes.

I could feel my face getting redder and redder, but I couldn't move my body.

The profile illuminated by the magic stone lamp beside my pillow was indeed as delicate and beautiful as ever.

She was a beautiful, pitiful girl with animal ears, completely without makeup, exuding a pure and innocent aura, without any of the coquettishness and lewdness of the prostitutes we see today.

Looking at her face at such close range, I couldn't help but feel like I was in the wrong place, as if we were probably around the same age.

"...Is that right?"

I stared at her face so close to mine, mesmerized, and my face flushed red with even greater turmoil and confusion. She looked at me like this and gently parted her small, cherry-red lips.

She asked me a question in a soft voice, and I shrugged.

"Is this... your first time visiting a brothel?"

"What!?"

She asked me this question with a flushed face, which made me let out a shrill scream.

But I quickly came to my senses and hurriedly covered my mouth with both hands.

Shouting so loudly, the pursuers will find us...!?

She leaned closer, staring intently at me as I covered my mouth. Seeing my flustered expression, she seemed to have misunderstood something.

She made a small gurgling sound in her throat.

"I understand... Please entrust everything to Chun Ji..."

With an expression of resolute determination, she propped herself up and began to undress.