## Chapter 175 – Heavy Secret (1)
It had been a week and two days since Vivian and Ranier had started working.
Vivian had been involved in some significant events during her time, and now, having fully integrated into the brothel, she was treated as virtually a member of the Swallow’s cartel.
“You’re here, Sister!!”
“I brought our girls to work.”
“Yes!! Welcome!!”
In fact, some people who had witnessed Vivian standing alone amidst the corpses during the brothel raid treated her with as much respect as they did Swallow. No one questioned her role as the brothel’s manager.
But there was an unexpected obstacle blocking her path…
“Where… is he hiding…”
As usual, Vivian brought the females selected from the den to the brothel for work. Then, she went to find Swallow for an interim report, only to have to search every nook and cranny of the brothel to find him, as his whereabouts were impossible to pin down.
It was as if he existed but couldn’t be found no matter how hard she looked, like a veteran soldier with the skills of a Dark Knight.
There was simply no way to figure out his location.
‘Well, he must have done something like that to survive so defenselessly.’
Vivian knew from experience that he was always somewhere in the brothel. After searching and scouring the entire place, she finally found him mopping an empty room with a rag.
“The financial status is as I reported earlier. And this week’s sales have increased 1.7 times compared to last week.”
“So, Vivian, the sales have definitely increased as you said?”
“At this rate of growth, I expect at least a twofold increase within this month. If we’re lucky, it could even triple. If we expand the brothel and advertise, it could be even more.”
“This month only has a week left… I understand. Is that the end of the report?”
“The report is over, but you’re the owner, right? Now that we’re here, don’t you have any suggestions?”
“I don’t have any. If the report is finished, you can leave. I have to go do laundry. After that, I have to clean the backyard.”
“Ah… okay…”
Vivian’s voice was tinged with bewilderment at his laissez-faire attitude, which made it surprising that the cartel was functioning properly.
But now wasn’t the time to ask anything more.
Vivian turned away from Swallow, who was looking at her with a crescent-shaped smile that revealed nothing of his inner thoughts, and headed back to the counter.
Then, a word he had once said flashed through her mind, and Vivian glanced back with a ‘could it be’ expression in the middle of the hallway.
‘There’s a saying to be careful of people with squinty eyes… Those guys are definitely hiding something… Ah… there’s just something like that…’
One day when the topic of eyes came up, he, who was like the sky to her, had said that.
His words, which were strangely knowledgeable about people, had often been helpful, so Vivian pondered the unsettling thought that had suddenly occurred to her.
But no matter how she thought about it, Swallow always seemed to be diligently smiling and focused on his work, and although he was quick-witted, he seemed weak in practical matters.
‘He’s probably just got small eyes…’
Vivian shook her head and started walking again.
She didn’t have time to waste on unfounded thoughts.
Ranier, who had finally finished her rest and fully recovered, could take over the counter, but as the person in charge, she had to manage the brothel and the females she brought from the den separately.
And that wasn’t all; she also had to train Marie, who had been coming to the brothel for training (?) for four days already.
It was necessary to erase the shame from Marie, who had to become an excellent prostitute…
But she had to carefully adjust the degree of it to fit her plan, which was difficult to entrust to Aurora or Ranier.
If it were those two, they would surely…
‘Ugh… Ahaang… ♡ Do you like it here? Euhahat…!! Me too…!! Do it with me too!! Ahheueung…♡ I… I’m good at rubbing it…!! Euheut… Smooth…♡ Slippery~ Let’s go… let’s go all the way together? Aheett♡’
…instead of training, they would just focus on playing together and go all the way.
Or…
‘”Euhet…♡” is not it. Crying like a slut when you’re a virgin. Yeah, cry more, you bitch. Cry, will you? Scream too!! I love it when a useless cunt like you screams, you know? Is it good when I do it like this… like this? Aren’t you going to say “Thank you for fucking my slutty pussy”?’
“You’re so tight for a virgin? Were you born that way? Were you a born bitch from the start? Does a slut from birth need to learn here? You’re so eager to learn? Should I praise our model student pussy? Why are you squirting everywhere after I praised you!! You dirty bitch!! You’d be good at being a public fucktoy from the start, but you’re wasting my time. I’ll just write [One cumshot per fairy tale] and have you kneel in the square with your ass out!”
Vivian could clearly see the catastrophic events that would occur.
One would turn Marie into a lesbian, and the other would turn her into a real slut who couldn’t even be washed, let alone 100% pure. There was no way to stop them, so the job inevitably fell to Vivian herself.
‘Marie is coming tonight, so I should take care of other things first.’
Marie was going home for daily life and returning in the evening, so Vivian tried to find peace of mind.
She had begun to sense a hint of pleasure in Marie, who had been moaning and crying from her caresses for days.
‘It won’t be long…?’
As Vivian smiled contentedly, her eyes turned towards someone she happened to see.
“Ugh…”
Wavy brown hair of medium length and a cute face made up of small, delicate features.
Vivian’s eyes narrowed as she looked at Carla, who was starting her volunteer work in earnest for the fourth day.
Vivian had reluctantly allowed them to come and go from this place at Yui’s request, who said she had no excuse to make up to Carla and begged for help…
But what if Carla gradually found traces of him because of that?
Thinking of Yui, who was leaving Carla alone and doing something by herself, Vivian snapped at Carla in a brusque voice.
“What is it? Where’s your friend?”
“Yui is… she said she has something to prepare…”
“I see. Then I’m counting on you today.”
The most effective way to prevent someone from giving information is to avoid encountering them in the first place.
She was just following Yui, so if she didn’t give her anything to be interested in, Carla wouldn’t know anything either.
Thinking of that, Vivian tried to ignore Carla by cutting off the conversation appropriately, but at that very moment.
“Th-there… Th-there!!”
“Yes? Do you have something to say?”
“Nothing… It’s nothing…!!”
‘It’s making me feel uneasy for no reason…’
Vivian turned away, engraving the Chinese character for patience on her chest (though she had no idea what the character was), at Carla’s words, who seemed to have something to say but denied it.
“Welcome? Are you here by appointment?”
As Vivian watched her greet the first customer who came in, Carla’s lips trembled slightly as she slowly turned around.
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A few days ago, on the first day that she decided to volunteer with Yui.
Carla, who had met the young woman who was the manager of the brothel, whose attitude was clearly kind but felt strangely sharp, had been following Yui around ever since, taking in her appearance.
‘Yui… is so cool…!!
I want to put her in my pocket…!!’
Yui usually showed a polite and modest appearance, imitating the word ‘woman’ as it was.
“Teacher, how are babies born?”
“Does a cop bring them?”
“I’ll take questions later!! And don’t ask weird questions!!”
When she saw her showing a professional side, scolding people with bad habits as a member of the council and cutting off small talk with only the words that a member of the council should say, Carla, who was a Yui- 바라기, went crazy.
‘My friend…!! Is so cool…!!’
Of course, the reality was that Yui was just saying whatever came to her mind as long as it was right, with a trembling voice, because she thought she had to show something to Carla, but did that really matter to Carla?
“So… if… if you go in…
Just… just by doing that… the risk of infection increases…!!
So… you have to be very careful, right…?”
‘Yui is always new!! It’s thrilling!!
She’s so perfectly cool!!’
But as expected, she couldn’t just enjoy a field that she didn’t know well.
Unlike the brothel employees who were forced to stand in front of Yui and tilt their heads, she was just following along as an assistant, standing next to her.
‘Sorry, Yui… euheu…
I don’t think I can do this…’
Carla couldn’t stand Professor Yui’s boring lecture and quietly slipped away.
But how could she have known?
That she would eventually become deeply involved in a painful incident because of it, a bad future for herself.
Only the sound of her footsteps echoed softly as she walked around the brothel hallway, breathing in the clear outside air.
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