I Got a Cheat and Moved to Another World, so I Want to Live as I Like

The main street of the night city of the king's pleasure district is full of light and crowds. However, if you enter a narrow street with about four stacks behind it, the main light will be a sparse street lamp.

I was drinking at the counter of the socializing coffee shop "Beltork" in such a corner.

"It's crowded tonight. I wonder if spring will make you want to have children."

I'm alone at the counter, but the box seats are almost full. A ladder of drinks is held by male customers between the ladies who fill the box seats.

"Female customers pay for drinks and entry fees, while male customers only pay for drinks"

As shown by this mechanism, socializing coffee shops are places where free, semi-professional, or amateur women come to sell themselves.

A man calls out to a woman who smiles as she looks at her, and starts negotiating terms in the name of conversation. After folding, I left the store, and the resting place or the man's place was combined and the body fluids exchanged.

"Because it's around the payday."

The one who denied it was an aunt who was pouring brews and making drains in the back of the counter. A silent young man like his son puts it on a tray and carries it to the box seat.

I know after the payday, but what's your face like before?

It must have been a partition. Auntie reaches out to my treat, the draught, and takes a sip and inherits her words.

According to the explanation that followed, it was the reason on the female side.

It was before the payday, and I ran out of money.

If you're not good enough, it seems that the women who don't have enough to eat tomorrow will come for a dime.

"That's why I don't choose, and it's cheaper when the price runs out." If it's an overnight course, I'll have breakfast at the inn, so you'll be happy to cry before you get in bed. ”

Apparently, the payday in the Kingdom is a lot these last few days. When I was told, it felt like it was about time to make a transfer as a "Merchant Guild Knight Pilot".

I see, and when I'm impressed, I notice that Auntie is looking behind me. Looking back halfway and looking sideways, there was a figure of a visitor between the boy and the young man.

(The customer's skin is wobbling near the entrance. I don't want to enter the store, but I don't know the rules.)

As you can imagine from a young age, perhaps a social worker is a first-year student. You must have come to play with your salary.

In that case, like the "adventurer guild, old man, adventurer" at the beginning of the story, you must guide it.

It was very helpful.

It seems that he was still in trouble, and the young man who came soon after he gestured. Teach them how to sit next to each other and they will thank you with a face that feels like they've been saved.

By the way, I've never played in an aid socializing coffee shop just by drinking.

If you have money, go to the brothel. It's safer and better quality. "

I have faithfully followed the advice I received from my aunt when I first came to the store.

For carnivorous women, this shop is like a watering hole in a savannah where prey gather. Do not expect a hungry beast who cannot afford to be mixed with it, to 'cherish a one-time encounter'.

While I was taking a shower, I was robbed of my gold and my shoes, and I was able to escape.

If you hit or lick something bad, it's normal for you to do something like this. Shoes, by the way, are to prevent them from coming after us.

(If you want to play cheaply, you have to bear the risk.)

I told them about the dangers, so there was one feeling of youth afterwards. I immediately sat down at the counter instead of going to the box seat, so it was probably shaking.

"My main battlefield is a brothel."

I was asked if I wanted to use it for reference, so I will answer honestly.

“Talk to the concierge and they'll tell you who's right for you.”

Aid socialization coffee shops are self-reported by women, so they are not helpful. Because the response of "I'm good at everything" is basic.

When asked what type they prefer, they say 'big breasts'. The young man's gaze moved to the box seat, so I followed it.

Thin but big tits

It would be this if the female guest sitting there were expressed in a single word.

Oh, it's a stuffing.

When I look at you, I hear Auntie's voice whispering, "Boss, boss, boss." According to the following words, taking off your clothes is equivalent to style.

Looks like you're in trouble today.

Usually, it doesn't seem to go that far. Whether you want a guest or not, Auntie will inherit.

The reason I found out was that a male customer complained about it because of the incredible "skinny strip".

"Do you know that the female customers are faking their breasts?"

I nodded as I glanced subtly around her. However, Auntie returns, "Even if it's real, it doesn't change."

Because it's a powerful weapon for business enemies, it's the same for those who just pass by in a city where they don't have an interest. As expected, my gaze seems to be softer than it is now.

”Even among women, you care about the size of your breasts”

I look back on my daily routine and talk to you.

It's natural for a man to follow a big tits swaying vertically with his eyes, but the same goes for a woman. If you do it badly, there may be more women.

"The man lowers his buttocks and the woman hangs tight."

Even if there is a difference.

"Even if it's medium or small, there is demand, so you don't have to ask for such a size."

Like me, there must be a lot of people who say, "It's been a big one, so it's a good day." The tit-for-tat young man also nodded, so he might be one of his kind.

"You don't know that part of the game, do you?"

Auntie shrugs her shoulders and exhales. Asked by her eyes, Auntie shakes her empty glass left and right.

The mushroom growing in a man's crotch is the same thing as that one, right?

When she told her that she could drink it, Auntie carried the newly made water portions to her mouth and exhaled the smell of alcohol with her words.

"I like being small, I like being thin and short. Can you honestly believe that when a woman says that?"

Instantly, we make sinister noodles. If you are seen and told, it will only be a consolation.

Auntie, having seen the reaction of the male side, inherited the words.

"In fact, there are some women like that." Just like there are men who like their little breasts. "

Even if you say so, you won't be convinced. After reading our expressions, Auntie puts her hands on her chest and makes a ring with her fingers to pinch the tip.

"Thick, long, black, hard protrusions. Would you prefer that?"

My nipples are in the man's crotch. I don't think it's reasonable, but I decided to take a ride.

(Nipples of black iron on the hill)

Even with a finger bullet, it won't twitch. I don't like such invincible nipples.

Looking at us shaking our heads to the side, Auntie asks the next question.

Well then, how about those who are usually buried and nagged when they're dug out?

Thinking with your hands on your jaw like twins, me and the young man.

(A pink nipple hidden in a secret base.)

Rather than touching it, you might just breathe it out and wave. I want to tease you all the time, even if you are gentle and persistent.

The two of us nodded heavily and raised our thumbs like barbs on the surface. It's like that, isn't it? and Auntie nodded with a smile.

(Auntie, I think you're going to finish the explanation.)

I am still not convinced whether it is due to the difference in gender. However, since it was a chat on the sake, I decided to pour it without digging it.

But on the men's side, women hate that, right?

Meanwhile, the young man who starts digging in a different direction than me.

What bothered me was the way it looked. It was strangely strange.

(His hair is wrapped in skin like a barb.)

From the flow, I guess so. I saw my aunt shaking her head to the side and breathed out a sigh of relief, so I made no mistake.

After that, the young man said, "But you think it's dirty, don't you?" And I keep asking questions with a voice that seems to deny it.

"Do you think buried nipples are dirty?"

Our answer to Auntie's question is no. Auntie smiled and nodded lightly in the same way as before.

"Some people say that it's better to put your face out from the ground than a raging mushroom that curls up to your umbilicus."

Then she peels off the skin and imitates the soft contents. At this time, one of the questions I felt from my previous life became icy.

(Was this a mushroom and barb argument?)

A conversation between female clerks that can be heard from the hot water boiler room. Although it was attached to sweets, it was probably about men's preferences.

I just couldn't understand it.

When he was asked which he liked, he answered, "They are both delicious," and he said, "I don't know."

If I had known, I might have heard rumors that 'I don't have a woman because I like men'.

(It's a terrible question to expose a sexuality, but it's the same for a woman.)

What comes to mind is a small, cute, outstanding female clerk who has just left commercial high school.

Judging from the fact that he was the most powerful mushroom hardliner in the company, it is probably a property that cannot be satisfied unless it is an "invincible black iron mushroom standing on the ledge".

(Doesn't it look good?)

Meanwhile, the head of the barbarian was Myoko's bureau. I feel like I can see it somehow.

Shouldn't we go to the whorehouse and talk to the concierge?

I was thinking of such a thing, but listening to Auntie's whisper to the youth, I drew my awareness back.

The young man hasn't revealed it yet, but I can see it. The previous question is the same as a confession for my aunt.

(There are probably barbarian female customers in this shop as well.)

As expected, it would be impossible to say "I am a barbarian" in front of male customers.

Auntie won't know, but a man's crotch is a mushroom and a horn. Like a goat, they set the corners of each other up and down.

(Nh?... does that mean that a woman's chest is the same as a goat's horn?)

In a strange way, I fell into a hole.

It seems that the young man who was worried next to me nodded alone decided to go to a whorehouse. After saying, "That's wise," Auntie inherits the words.

"There's no such thing as a familiar whorehouse, right?" I'll write you a letter of introduction, so you'll have to wait a little bit. "

Why do you have a medical certificate? I thought so, but I understood immediately. There are also male guests in the lobby of the brothel.

(There are many concierge men, but they're like doctors.)

Then your aunt must be the town doctor on call.

When I wrote something on the memo paper that seemed to be made by cutting the leaflet, I folded it into four pieces and gave it to the youth with the name of the whorehouse on the front.

The young man took out his wallet to give him a tip, but I stopped him.

"The brothel will cost more money than here." I'll pay for that. "

A young man who could swim his eyes for a few moments, but also bowed his head deeply and left the store. Give your aunt two coins of ale after you drop them off.

"You look pretty good, don't you?" What kind of wind is that? "

Auntie laughs and says while holding a coin in her pocket.

"I could hear some interesting stories, and I was able to study."

I was honest about my feelings, but I think I was mistaken. I'll do that, and Auntie shrugs her shoulders with a translated face.

It is also troublesome to correct, so I decided to ask a question that suddenly came to mind.

I wonder what an early man looks like from a woman's point of view.

"Premature ejaculation" is next because the topic of "penis" has come up. It's a good opportunity, so I'd love to hear it.

It's not all bad, isn't it?

After all, auntie's way of returning it is different from the way the male side perceives it.

"Knocking down a woman over and over again, the male side doesn't leak a single drop."

Moreover, not only one person, but also a group of women traveled to heaven one after another. It would be the ideal of the male side.

The woman was also happy when she was satisfied, so I thought that was the reason, but it was only on one side.

"There are times when you lose confidence in your own containers." I don't think I can make you feel good. "

On the contrary, even if you cover it obstinately over and over again, you will break in and let it out immediately. Some women seem to love it.

(I don't know.)

To paraphrase 'premature ejaculation', 'sensitivity is good'. And women with good sensitivity are preferred for men.

If you swap men and women, you will become a "man with good sensitivity to premature ejaculation".

"Men must satisfy women."

Maybe this holdover of mine is making [early] [pathetic].

If you say that, Auntie will agree. However, there are also women who take the man's possession for granted.

"There are a few people sitting at the table right now." People who come with a sense of play that makes you feel good, and they also get money. "

It would be the so-called "tuna".

For example, those two are the same.

When I was told to move my eyes subtly to the box seat, there were two people who looked like college students. There are two young people sitting face to face, and the four of them are excited about the subject.

If there's nothing to complain about on the men's side, it's not a bad thing, though.

However, Auntie says she thinks, "If you want money, don't let it satisfy you, but let it satisfy you."

This is a sense that is shared by women who work in brothels, or professionals. Perhaps Auntie was sitting on the podium in a shop somewhere on a young day.

"I don't know what to say."

Looking up at the clock hanging on the wall behind my aunt, I decided to change the subject of going to the whorehouse before going home.

Auntie, there are many words and deeds that make you go to the rest of the world.

The same goes for the barb youth earlier. I paid a tip instead, but I didn't drop a copper coin in this shop.

Auntie shrugged her shoulders deliberately as I pointed out her unexpected expression on her face.

"I'm just taking it back to the people who won't agree with the store."

It seems that the "disagreement" here is a kind of male customers who do not understand the risk and cannot overcome it by themselves when rolling to the bad side.

When I said, "You're conscientious," I objected with a disgusting expression.

"It's better that way in the store." Have you thought about why there aren't so many of these stores? ”

I don't know, so I think about it. But it was faster for my aunt to say the answer.

If there's trouble, the guards will move.

Because it is a matter between customers, the store has nothing to do with it. Even if you insist on doing so, it doesn't seem to make sense to them, who are only in the mood for more work.

"As similar shops are opened, we're going to crush them with a lot of trouble."

If you let them all stop, they'll be born behind the scenes. However, this way, only a good shop that doesn't increase the number of jobs will survive.

It seems that's the case.

"I don't really know the world, do I?"

I thought it was stingy, and I let out a big breath.

"If we were that well-known for our youth, we wouldn't be standing in the middle of nowhere."

From now on, Auntie will encourage you with a smile.

Thirty ways over, but I'm a little glad to hear you're young. When I thanked my aunt, the crowd went out into the alley, which was not very bright.

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