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"I recommend you choose the Elf race first!" Stakk gave the young virgin He Zhen a recommendation in the tone of someone with experience.

"The elven girls are generally older and more caring, so your first experience with them will definitely be the best!"

"Kazuma, do you like it when big sister Juju holds you in her arms, sucking your breasts while giving you a massage?"

Kazuma's face turned as red as if it were burning; just thinking about the scene made her nose bleed.

Depressed Elf Big Sister!!!

"Yes, yes, yes, she's a centuries-old elf, her magic has all gone bad. Don't pass on your bad habit of not being a picky eater to Kazuma."

Jell looked at his companion with disdain and advised Kazuma.

"Kazuma, don't be fooled by the youthful appearance of those immortal beings. In reality, they are old and their bodies are almost decaying. For your first time, it's better to choose some that are relatively young."

"Orcs are too exciting for you. Amazons are good, very assertive. And you like assertive women, right?"

"I...I...I...I...I...I'm not like that!"

Kazuma blushed and tried desperately to deny being a masochist, but it was clear to these two seasoned veterans that her attempt to cover up her mistake was futile.

“Kazuma is a human. We humans don’t have noses as sensitive as you elves. As long as you’re pretty and young, that’s enough!” Stank argued.

"And women are like fine wine, the older they get, the better they become!"

"Hmph, that's why Staktan is called someone who doesn't discriminate between meat and vegetables."

"You're not much better, don't forget that werewolf—okay, put that aside, are you sure there are elves in this red-light district?"

Two men, oblivious to their surroundings, shared their experiences of working in the sex industry on the street, drawing curious or disdainful glances from passersby.

However, none of the three of them would care about such a thing, not even Kazuma—ha, are you sure you would have any thoughts about public order and morality about a guy who steals a girl's underwear in front of everyone and is waving it around in his hand!

"Those two guys are shameless, meow~~~"

Anya, the hostess of the 'Abundant Mistress,' carrying a case of drinks to take back to the tavern, looked at the two men with disdain.

"Ah...it's really bad to discuss this in public."

Hill answered with a smile, but his gaze held a subtle undertone.

This elf and the souls of these two humans... are quite interesting.

There is no doubt that they are not the pure white souls they seek.

Although they lack a pure outer shell, they possess exceptional resilience within, and in terms of strength, they are comparable to the children of their own clan.

When did such powerful adventurers arrive in Orario? And to which clan do they belong?

Hill, or rather Freya, felt curious and puzzled until her companions called her to leave.

She decided that once she got back, she would have Ota send someone to investigate thoroughly.

The three, oblivious to everyone else, quickly left and arrived at Orario's fourth district.

Meanwhile, Kazuma also found his first girlfriend on the way.

If elves are available, choose them; otherwise, choose the Amazonian. The next best choices are humans and orcs, and as for dwarves...

This, this really won't do.

Choosing this would be quite contrary to public order and good morals. Although in many ways, dwarfs can be considered legal lolis, but...

Ugh, I can't think about it! I absolutely can't cross that line!!!

In short, they entered the pleasure district and arrived at the territory of the Ishtar Familia.

"Oh, a good man has been found!"

On a high-rise building, a burly figure fixed his greedy gaze on Kazuma, his thick lips dripping foul-smelling saliva.

She swallowed hard, and the enormous, toad-like head chuckled.

"He's staying with his mother tonight!"

Chapter 9: 113. He Zhen's 'womanly charm'

Kazuma Sato swallowed hard.

So this is what a place is like?

Peach-colored magic stone lamps are installed on the walls or pillars of the buildings. A few dim streetlights illuminate the billboards with bright red lips or fresh fruit designs, as well as women in dresses whose beautiful backs and slender waists are on full display—bewitching men.

The group was predominantly composed of Amazons, but also included humans, orcs, and even dwarves. These women would call out to men walking along the street, flashing alluring or provocative smiles. After exchanging a few words with the men, who were leering at them, the women would either take their hands or put their arms around their waists before heading into their respective shops.

Full, rounded breasts, delicate shoulders, and thighs swayed in various parts of the field of vision, their outlines barely visible. A sweet fragrance wafted from somewhere—was it perfume, or the faint scent of their perspiration?

On the wide streets where prostitutes of various attire come and go, there are clusters of architectural designs that cannot be seen in the vicinity of Orario, such as those from the East or the desert regions. There are open-plan Japanese-style buildings, as well as heavy stone houses that evoke the cold north.

Brothels from all over the world unfold before your eyes, and the street scene is filled with various exotic styles.

This is the red-light district, unlike any other place in the city.

Kazuma pointed at them with trembling fingers, his mouth opening and closing as he made a pathetic sound.

He felt a wave of dizziness that he couldn't resist.

This is truly a red-light district.

It's actually quite ridiculous and unrealistic. Kazuma often flirts with girls, but would it ever really come to fruition...?

Having a succubus help you have erotic dreams is one thing, but in reality, that's another matter entirely.

It's fair to say that those who are incredibly good at talking are bound to be terrible at actual combat.

"Hahahaha, Kazuma, don't be so surprised, it's too embarrassing!"

"Forgive him, Jer. After all, it's his first time. My first time... wasn't in a place like this either."

Jer and Stank, who were standing nearby, had each picked up a...

Stak embraced a mature and beautiful half-elf, while Jell chose a dwarf, and they had already begun to tease and flirt with each other.

As expected of a senior, as expected of a veteran driver!

A handsome man had somehow appeared beside them, saying his name was Hermes, and he and the two of them hit it off immediately.

While Kazuma was still in a daze, the two pushed him out.

Soon, he found himself in a chaotic crowd.

Kazuma, drifting aimlessly, had no idea where he was until he realized he was surrounded.

The halo of the peach-pink magic stone lamp cast ambiguous ripples on Kazuma Sato's face. He was surrounded by seven or eight soft hands, the fingertips brushing against his wrists, sending tingling sensations through him. A cat-eared girl in a long silk dress hooked her tail around his arm, her wine-red curly hair brushing against his neck.

"This young man looks unfamiliar. Is this your first time visiting Happy Street?"

He Zhen's silly smile was like a mask stuck to his face, and his tongue seemed tied in knots as he could only repeat "um" and "ah".

The courage that had been lingering in his legs just moments before was now completely softened into a cotton candy by the scent of perfume. A beastman girl in a backless dress placed a grape in his palm; her tail fin was faintly visible beneath the hem of her skirt. He stared at that slender, white waist, his mind exploding with a whirlwind of thoughts.

So the paradise that our predecessors spoke of was real!

Kazuma, who has never been surrounded by so many beautiful women before, is truly overwhelmed with joy.

He was completely unaware that the girls were looking at him with obvious pity in their eyes.

Mom, your son is about to embark on the path to adulthood in another world!

"This way, please!"

The little girl in the kimono gently tugged at his belt, her wooden clogs making a crisp sound on the corridor floor. Kazuma followed along like a puppet, the scent of cherry blossoms and sweet wine lingering around his nose, his eyes glancing at the ukiyo-e prints hanging on the wall, depicting men and women in poses he had only ever seen in erotic books.

He stumbled as he was pushed into the room, and the door behind him clicked shut. The air suddenly felt thick, and the sound of dripping water came from behind the screen embroidered with mandarin ducks. A scarlet quilt covered the tatami mat, and wisps of white smoke rose from the bronze incense burner in the corner, the smell of which made one's bones feel weak.

"Who is the one?"

Kazuma's hands trembled as he took off his clothes, and he shuddered when his fingertips touched the cold skin. He imagined that the half-elf with dimples who had just smiled would walk in, or a cat-eared girl who would hook his tail around her neck, preferably the type with big breasts and long legs, and a voice as sweet as honey water.

He chuckled foolishly with his eyes closed, hearing the creaking of the door hinges turning, and deliberately puffed out his not-so-sturdy chest. The footsteps grew closer, heavy and muffled, unlike the lightness of a young girl's steps, more like... like the sound of Guts moving in armor?

"Sorry to keep you waiting, handsome!"

The rough voice was like sandpaper scraping against an iron plate. Kazuma, who was naked, suddenly opened his eyes, but what he saw was not the curvaceous figure he had imagined. Instead, a huge shadow suddenly loomed over him.

Kazuma's wide grin instantly froze, his smile as if it had been frozen in time. Instead, he looked terrified, his eyes wide open like saucers, almost popping out of their sockets.

The person in front of him, Frini Jamil, the leader of the Ishtar Familia, a Level 5 adventurer nicknamed "Man Killer," was as muscular as a wall, her size almost completely obscuring Kazuma.

Her toad-like head had a sallow complexion and rough, bumpy skin. Her thick lips were stretched wide, revealing a set of uneven, yellowed and blackened teeth, emanating a nauseating stench. Saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth, making a "plop, plop" sound as it fell to the ground.

"Handsome boy, you're staying with your mom tonight!"

Freni spoke in a hoarse, rough voice, laughing so loudly it nearly made Kazuma's ears go numb. As she spoke, she stretched out her enormous, fan-like hand and reached for Kazuma's shoulder.

"Wa ...

Because the gap between his ideal and reality was too great, Kazuma trembled with fear and almost collapsed to the ground. His manhood instantly went limp, and his legs felt like they were filled with lead, unable to move. He could only stammer out...

"Who...who are you! What are you doing here!"

Frini paid no heed to Kazuma's terror; instead, she laughed even harder. She moved closer to Kazuma, and the pungent smell almost suffocated him.

"I am Florini Jamil, the leader of the Ishtar Familia. Of course I can't let such a handsome young man like you go!"

As she spoke, she lifted Hezhen's chin with her thick fingers, as if examining a rare treasure.

Kazuma screamed. He had thought that coming to the entertainment district would give him the wonderful experience he had always dreamed of, but instead he encountered such a super dinosaur. At this moment, he desperately hoped that Aqua or the others in the team would suddenly appear and rescue him from this terrible predicament.

But apart from Frini's chilling laughter, there was no response from any direction.

You can't rely on others; the only person you can rely on is yourself.

Just as Florini's foul-smelling mouth was about to get close, Kazuma unleashed an unprecedented potential!

He is indeed a thief who is not good at fighting—but no matter how bad he is at fighting, his current strength rating is high enough to enter the top-secret level.

"Croak, don't come near me!!!"

Kazuma screamed, but in an instant he broke free from Frini's large, fan-like hand and immediately activated his stealth skill.

His body suddenly blurred, seemingly blending into the shadows of the room's corner, surrounded by darkness. Frini grasped at empty air, paused, and her bulging eyeballs darted around in their sockets.

"Huh? What about people?"

Kazuma's heart pounded wildly. Under the cover of stealth, he crawled quickly on the tatami mat, his movements as agile as a startled monkey.

He desperately wanted to run away, but the toad tank was blocking his way out of the room.

Then you can't blame him!

He seized the opportunity when Freni turned around, pounced on her, and delivered a vicious "backstab" to her calf—although he wasn't holding a weapon, the thrust, imbued with all his strength, still made Freni scream in pain.

"You little brat, how dare you ambush your mother!"

Flini flew into a rage, wildly waving her massive hand around the room, smashing the screen to pieces and knocking the bronze incense burner to the ground, instantly filling the room with white smoke. Kazuma dodged left and right in the smoke, seizing an opportunity to deliver another "sharp strike," his elbow slamming into Flini's knee.

With a sharp crack, Frini staggered back a few steps and crashed into the wall, causing the entire building to shake. The room was smashed to pieces, with splinters of wood and fabric flying everywhere.

Kazuma took the opportunity to break stealth and looked at Frini, who was clutching her knee and grimacing. A sense of disbelief welled up in his heart, but he didn't dare to delay for a moment and ran out!

But he didn't get far before Florini's roar attracted the others. The door was flung open, and a group of fierce-looking, armed prostitutes rushed in, clearly there to deal with the troublemaker, He Zhen.

"Don't let this kid get away!"

An Amazonian female warrior with a buzz cut and well-defined muscles pointed at Kazuma and shouted, the long sword in her hand gleaming coldly.

Kazuma knew things were going badly. His weapon wasn't with him, and he knew he was in deep trouble dealing with such a group of people—after all, the thief profession wasn't suited for combat, and he himself wasn't a powerful assassin.

Without a second thought, he turned and squeezed through the hole in the wall that Frini had smashed through. Behind him came the angry curses of the fighting prostitute and the sound of chasing footsteps. He ran wildly through the intricate palace without looking back.

The magic stone lamps on both sides flickered, illuminating his flustered figure. He would dash into the Japanese-style corridor one moment and then traverse the desert-themed hall the next, completely disoriented.

He ran for an unknown amount of time before stopping and leaning against a stone wall to catch his breath. The sounds of his pursuers behind him seemed to have disappeared.

Just as he thought he was safe for the time being and was about to catch his breath and figure out his direction, he didn't notice someone walking towards him from around the corner. He straightened up and bumped right into the other person.

Kazuma immediately jumped back, looking up to be on guard, but when he saw the other person's face, he was instantly stunned.

The woman before me was dressed in a gorgeous and revealing robe, a stunning beauty in alluring attire. A few garments covered her full and seductive figure, revealing her perfect honey-colored skin. Coupled with the brilliance of gold and silver headbands, earrings, jewelry, brooches, bracelets, and anklets, she even evoked the word "queen."

Those captivating eyes were looking at him with surprise and amusement. She opened her mouth and chuckled softly in a seductive voice.

"Interesting, young man, you're quite capable."

Kazuma's body went limp, not only because the young virgin was embarrassed in front of such a beautiful older woman, but also because he always felt a lack of energy in front of this beauty!

He wore a smug expression and kept chuckling.