Demon World's Brothel – Chapter 88

“You were the victor, Elizabeth.” I group the mentors. “Marina is now working the store. Everyone clap for Marina.”

It was the end of the day, so I gathered all of the girls around to have an end-of-the-week meeting. The next day we’d be closed. Diana said things like that could contribute to synergy. I had no clue where she was learning these concepts that I hadn’t personally taught her, but she seemed business savvy enough so I took her word on it.

The girls all clapped and cheered Marina on, who looked slightly embarrassed, but also a little happy about belonging in a group. The other trainees were already debriefed and then sent to the back. This was a conversation reserved for their superiors. Marina, after joining the working girls, was now part of the senior staff. There was a certain level of pride and accomplishment that came with that. I wanted her to feel good about her decision, and if all it required was a bit of clapping and special treatment, I would do it.  It was just one more way to pressure the girls into being workers.

“No fucking fair,” Daphne growled. “I was just a few days away from getting mine to cave too!”

“There is still a monetary award for getting any trainee to work.” Diana explained as she went over the books.”

“Yeah, but about the other reward,” Alleya asked, looking a bit sad.

Luna nodded, her ears flapping. “Master, date.”

“Hmm? What date?” I cocked my head.

“Master!” Elizabeth looked a bit worried. “You promised that you would go out with the one who left!”

“Did I?” I frowned.

The girls all nodded enthusiastically.

“Master, you must do it too!” Diana spoke up. “This is vital for staff… um… morale!”

I made a face, but with all the girls looking at me so insistently, I agreed. “Fine… is it enough we go out tomorrow?”

Since the shop was shut down for a day, it was the best time to go.

“T-tomorrow?” Elizabeth’s voice rose an octave. “Yes! We’ll go tomorrow!”

Once I agreed, the girls all grabbed Elizabeth and headed into the backrooms enthusiastically. It was almost like they were planning something, but it didn’t mean anything to me. I turned away, only to come face first with Diana, who had her hands on her hips.

“You must take this event seriously.” She declared.

“Huh? Why?” I asked.

“Naturally, this event must go perfectly. The future of this entire brothel might depend on it!”

“That important?”

“You have no idea… the reason this place runs so smoothly isn’t just because of money, but also because of your charisma. The girls are willing to work hard because they trust in you, do you understand?”

“I guess that makes sense. Elizabeth expects me to give her a good time, and if she is disappointed, she will likely tell the other girls, which will decrease my authority in the future?”

“Mm, Master understands.” She reached up, but since her hand couldn’t reach my head, she patted my elbow instead. “Plus, if this goes properly, then Mother will become engag- ahem… I mean to say she will be determined to work harder for you.”

“Right…” I nodded. “I’m tired and going to sleep. Send one of the girls in to give me a massage.”

Diana had her plans, but it didn’t seem like they’d hurt me so I’d let her do her thing, as long as the brothel continued to run smoothly. In the meantime, I’d continue to enjoy the perks of being the boss. Ultimately, that’s all I had asked for from the beginning.

I headed to my room. Luna came in and after scratching my back for a bit, I went to sleep. The next morning, I was awoken by Diana who appeared with breakfast. Once I sat up in bed and started eating, she went through my cupboard and brought out a bunch of clothing.

“What is this?” I asked.

“We just need to dress you properly!” She declared. “No, not this. Not this either! Aren’t you boss? Why is all of your clothes comfortware?”

To have nice clothes, I’d have to go out places. Even if I went out, it was a demon world. Except for those that emulated the rich, most demons had no thoughts on style. You could pretty much wear whatever you wanted and no one would notice. Some demons wore stuff that looked more like BDSM equipment and few other demons would even blink an eye.

I finished my meal quickly and then Diana all but dressed me. “This is an important day. It must go perfectly. If in doubt, follow my itinerary!”

She stressed how important this day was many times. I rolled my eyes and went along with it. It wasn’t like I wasn’t willing to humor the girls in my life from time to time. It wasn’t until I finished dressing and took a step into the common room that I stopped in my place. All of the girls were standing around talking excitedly, but one girl among them stood out. It was none other than Elizabeth.

She wasn’t wearing the typical sexy outfits I got for when they attracted jons, let alone the more comfortable work clothes they used the majority of the time. Elizabeth was in a full dress. It wasn’t one I had bought her. I would have recognized those, and most of them were either purchased for being practical or comfortable. Most of them had a modern tinge to them since they were ordered through the system. However, this was a dress from this world.

She had on a white dress that fell to the floor and had a corset top. Her breasts were pushed up high and on display. It was extremely sexy and fit her curves as if it had been made just for her.  Her hair had been put up in an intricate hairstyle that was just begging for me to mess up. Usually, I didn’t ask the girls to wear makeup, but she had decorated her face. She had blush on her cheeks, deep red lips, and dark, long eyelashes.

Even the demons of this world who had a stunted idea of beauty wouldn’t be able to see her without being stunned. When the girls noticed me standing there staring, they quieted down, eliciting a few giggles amongst themselves. Elizabeth’s current appearance must have been a group effort from all of them. Elizabeth turned toward me and her face went a shade of red.

“Master, how is it?” she asked with a gentle, but reserved voice.

“It’s perfect. You look gorgeous.” I responded before I realized it, shaking my head to break eye contact with her entrancing eyes.

The girls all broke out into giggles at this, which made me frown. I had never seen them all act this united before. They were usually so busy trying to get work done, or at least pretending to, that they never seemed to do any group activities together like this. Even the new hires were involved.

“Shall we go?” She asked, putting out her arm for me to take it.

I hesitated a moment before accepting her arm. The two of us headed outside the brothel. As we walked, I heard Alleya speak from behind.

“When I see something like this, I feel that there might be some hope for our future.”

The other girls nodded, and Elizabeth’s face grew a smile. We left the brothel and began walking toward the center of town. It was a long walk from where we were stationed, but that was okay. Elizabeth seemed to be able to keep a conversation going between us without effort. I wasn’t sure if this was a result of her minion powers, or if she had always had these social skills, but she was rather elegant with her speech, keeping my mind engaged and saying the right things at the right time.

I had always been a bit of a loner, even in my old life. I wasn’t close to my family, and the only time they ever interacted with me was when I needed something. This caused me to build up a mentality that society was just equal to transactions. It wasn’t an accident that I had chosen a brothel to satisfy god’s mandate.

As we reached the central area of the city, we came in front of the market. I wasn’t sure if Elizabeth had been leading us this way, or if this was all part of Diana’s plan, but it seemed like it was the natural next place of our date.

“Would you like to go shopping?” I asked her. “I’ll buy you whatever you want.”

She smiled radiantly. “Okay.”

I couldn’t help but gulp. There seemed to be something wrong with me today. This wasn’t like me at all. I offered to spend money. I needed to get checked when I got home. I might have caught something.