"Miss Azuma, don't move, let's have a good exchange......"

"That's too ...... It doesn't seem bad to say, more ......."

……

The soundproofing of the room was obviously not particularly good, Ruiji had no intention of eavesdropping, and before he even opened the door, he just stood at the door and was just about to shout, and all expectations were destroyed by the sound coming from inside.

Night is a Japanese-style treatment shop that specializes in providing full body massages for witches who are tired and need to replenish the power of origin.

The therapists not only provide massages to the witch guests, but also chat with the clients during the massages, listen to the words of the client, and explain to her.

Although the price of the massage may be a little expensive, after enjoying it, you will feel that it is worth the money and become a long-term customer of this treatment shop.

There are many such shops in Kabukicho, Shinjuku, Japan, where the witches who work there follow the principle that "it is impossible to enter the factory in this life".

The witch's beauty has endured, and it is not indispensable to participate in the peach industry.

The prosperity of the 1-chome and 2-chome boosted the economy of other areas of Shinjuku, and countless witches spent a lot of money overnight just to make their favorite witches smile.

Ryji recalls a small detail.

This guy from Azuma once passed by a treatment shop in Itchome, and he was standing at the door and couldn't get there, but he was accidentally discovered by Ruiji in the past, and he prevaricated on the grounds of "curious about the decoration style of the shop".

It turned out that she had the idea of experiencing physical therapy at that time, and the pocket money given by the family was enough, the only thing missing was guts. She was spooked by Snowy Owl's men tonight, and she needed to find a quick way to calm her nerves.

It just so happened that the gift given by the snow owl was a free experience voucher for the treatment shop, which allowed multiple witches to be accompanied at the same time, making it difficult for the young witch to find a reason to refuse, so she had to "reluctantly" accept the massage and other treatments provided by the staff.

The more I listened to the voices inside, the more I blushed, and the moans of joy did not stop for a long time, most of them from my friends.

"I'm losing ...... after all"

Damn frustration, it made Ruiji feel very depressed.

But witches are born a very race, and it is difficult for them to restrain their most primitive desires and impulses. These desires and impulses are the root of the continuation of the race, and no one is in a position to blame other witches for revealing their biological characteristics.

The light-revealing sliding door is like the tent used when I went out to take photos last time, as long as the lights are on inside and the light is dim outside, the figures inside will be reflected on the door.

Azuma is surrounded by a total of seven witches from left to right, an astonishing number that only an ancient daimyo witch would have exaggerated.

Eight figures tangle on the tatami mats, turning into a chaotic gray.

"Can she really stand it?"

Riji complained at the door where the figure was shaking.

When the three of them had lunch, the dormitory official seemed to be able to deal with three witches at most at one time, and any more would be a little overwhelmed, but my wife was good and directly doubled her number.

It's good, I'm left alone.

She suddenly understood the mood of the baker Ke Song, and the other colleagues had that kind of indescribable party as soon as they got off work, and only Ke Song took a taxi home for sixty or seventy years, and was successfully forgotten by the small group.

She used to watch this stalk for fun, but now why isn't she? In addition to having transportation, you don't have to spend money to take a taxi back, and you can't find anything else in common.

Now I have to sigh at the snow owl's means, sitting on the top of the steam tower, the mysterious witch, only a few words, a little insignificant relationship, to smooth things out, not a little splash.

Power and wealth, blended into a tempting glass of wine.

The room is in full swing, and the communication between the witches has not yet entered the white-hot stage, between small fights and big fights. Ruiji didn't say anything, and asked the passing waiter witch to bring a few bottles of water inside, and by the way, he relayed a word for himself.

- Don't read it, go home first.

Flotin's night was beautiful, and she needed a little more time to get used to.

"Won't Miss stay and play?"

A flamboyantly dressed silver-haired witch in a black kimono just above her shoulders walked to Ruiji's side with a brisk pace, holding a silver bong.

The front end of the cigarette gun was stuffed with some tobacco, and the lit tobacco flickered on and off, and the gray-blue smoke spilled out of the witch's gorgeous red lips, making her look particularly charming.

Rydge couldn't help but glance at the witch's chest a few more times, because she was so big.

The loose kimono is about to be unable to protect the female advantage that is about to come out, and the witch's shoulders are very smooth, and it is unknown whether there is underwear under the kimono, and it is likely that there is not.

This shop is also only open to witches, and the customers are all women, so it is reasonable to dress like this, and there are no risks or moral risks.

"There's something going on at home, and I have to rush back immediately."

Faced with the seductive witch, Ruiji didn't want to reject the other party outright, so she had to casually tell a lie and prevaricate to make her feel better.

If every witch in the store is like the one in front of her, graceful and graceful, with silky eyes, and her every move is tugging at the heartstrings, there is no need for too frivolous words, and the little young demon goddess can be smitten.

Ruiji still has a little self-control, and she didn't take off her defense on the spot, but if she lied, her ears would be red and she would be easily betrayed, and it was a very bad excuse to go home if she had something, and it didn't hold up at all.

"You're lying."

The kimono witch circled around Ruiji, raised her white arm, and brushed the back of her hand against her hot cheeks. The place where the witch touched it was a little itchy, it was just an ordinary heat, but it burned instantly when it was touched like this, and it was like a fever.

Witches don't have a fever, so the answer is obvious.

"There are dozens of witches who tease me with the exact same excuses as you, and in the end more than half of them are willing to stay. You have a token of the snowy owl on you, and you can name any witch in the shop to serve you, and they will never refuse any of your requests, even if they are ...... Excessively. ”

The witch blinked her beautiful purple eyes, not knowing what she was hinting at.

"This thing is too powerful."

Richie didn't understand the weight of the silver coin, but it was something that the mysterious witch named Snowy Owl had in her hand to play with. The snowy owl himself only revealed that the person who got the silver coin was favored, and as for which kind of favor, it was up to the holder to experience it himself.

She is half a riddler, more worthy of praise than a 200-year-old woman who opens and closes her mouth full of riddles.

"Looks like you're new. Would you be interested in hearing me talk about the purpose of this coin? My room was right next to it, just a few minutes. Rest assured, if the guests are not willing to accept the service, the staff of the night will not force them to accept, the first rule on the staff code is. ”

Then, the witch's smoking gun swiped through the void and pulled out a book written in bamboo slips.

"Violating any of the manuals will result in immediate expulsion. Yeshi is very strict with the management of its witches, and I often regret that I didn't enter the factory 996 that year, came to such a ghost place, and signed a 30-year contract with the boss. It's only been 10 years now, and there are still 20 years to go. ”

Ruiji took the heavy bamboo slip from the silver-haired witch's hand and spread it out to read.

The text is written with an ink-stained brush, the handwriting is neat and delicate, but the content of the writing is very ruthless, and it is easy to deduct wages, punish and expel them.

For a part, Flordine is a paradise on earth, a sanctuary for pleasure, but it is harsh on witches who do special work here, and the terms of the employee code are quite perverted.

The witches earn less than half of the money every time they work, and most of it goes into the boss's pocket, and they have to endure all kinds of strange-tempered guests at work.

This is also part of Flotin's dark side, and Riji has long guessed it, so the reaction is very ordinary.

"I'm done. By the way, what's so special about this silver coin in my hand? I just want to find a witch to verify. ”

"Don't you have something else in mind? The night was so beautiful, why not do something fun together and make a good memory? ”

The silver-haired witch took a puff of her cigarette holder and spat the smoke into Ritch's face. The smell of tobacco was so strong that she accidentally inhaled it into her lungs, and after a cough, she felt dizzy again.

I tried to distinguish its smell with my nose, and found that it was a plant called mandrake, which belongs to the Solanaceae family of four seasons herbs, distributed in the Himalayas, West Asia, the Middle East, Palestine, North Africa, and the Mediterranean in southern Europe, and was used as an anesthetic and painkiller in the Middle Ages, and the anesthetic effect is very strong.

Its leaves have hallucinogenic ingredients, and the leaves are used to make tea, and after drinking, it is first excited, and then the spirit becomes sluggish, which can play a calming and hypnotic effect.

In addition, the mandrake can be processed into a drug that promotes the biological communication efficiency of the witches, fully mobilizing the enthusiasm of communication, so that the witch family can branch out.

Medieval witches loved to take mandrake-processed medicines, and to this day, many witches still retain the habit of taking it, and mandrake-made potions have always been a popular product in potion shops.

"It's not a clever trick to confuse guests with computer accessories, miss. In fact, I can also immediately go to the foreman to complain about your behavior just now, and there is no difference between forced buying and selling, which is no different from coercion. ”

"No, you're wrong."

The witch bowed her head and whispered in Ryji's ear.

"Actually, I'm a little tired today, and I've been tossed around a lot by a few witch guests, so I hope you can monopolize all the time from now until tomorrow morning, and just stay in the room without doing anything. Anything you want to know about this coin, and anything about Flotin, I can give you back as a reward. It's a ...... Very ordinary information trading. In our line of work, we can often get a lot of useful information from the mouths of customers. ”

"Information trading, it sounds a bit interesting, so let's do it."

Riji didn't know where to go tonight, and immediately returning home always felt like running away, which would damage the majesty of the witch. If the healer's suggestion would convince her, it would be better to talk in the room for a while before considering where to go.

"You don't need to prepare me tea and coffee, I'm a little tired, get some ice coke."

"As long as it is a request from a guest, I will do my best to meet it. Please come with me, the room is on the second floor. ”

One after the other, the two witches stepped up the two-meter-wide wooden staircase. There are some differences between the layout of the second floor and the first floor of the "Night", with a classic Japanese garden in the center of the first floor with decorations such as rockeries, artificial ponds, and bridges, as well as a large open-air hot spring pool, which is mainly for entertainment, and the second floor is dedicated to guest rooms.

Several rooms on the first floor are used to entertain distinguished guests, and ordinary guests can only go to the upper floors. Riji didn't care about the type of room, as long as the location of the information transaction was not too rough and the environment was unbearable, she could stay in it for a night.

The rooms are elegant, not much different from the mid-to-high-end hot spring inns, and the standard equipment is soft tatami mats with a light aroma, and the private rooms are about 40 square meters in size, and the room has a tea table and tea set that are essential for Japanese witches, and a cabinet full of classical musical instruments. The cabinet in the far corner contains some interesting toys, but they are not for small children.

Some rooms are equipped with pianos, so you can always satisfy the witch guests who want to listen to piano music on a whim.

In the music industry, there are really pianist witches who come to a famous body therapy shop in Tokyo, find the therapist witch with the highest piano playing skills, spend a lot of money to buy each other for one night, and the two play and talk about their experiences in the guest room all night, and finally become close friends with a special nature.

Rydge doesn't have any artistic cells on her, and she won't let the silver-haired witch play a song right away.

She placed the silver snowy owl coin at the center of the conversation on the coffee table and pulled open the metal tab of the soda can.

"Can you tell me now?"

"Absolutely."

The witch pours out the ashes of the burned tobacco of the mandrake and replaces it with another mild, refreshing tobacco, which seems to be called white salt grass in the Japanese witch world, and the tobacco will glow silvery white at night and have a slightly salty taste.

The smoke from the burning of the white salt grass is pure milky white, and the smell of the mandrake just now cancels each other out.

"My name is Omi. The owner of this shop is a Warring States fan, and the witches who work in the store use the name of the country during the Warring States period as a code name, and they are usually referred to by code names. I don't use my old name for a long time, and I have forgotten what it is. ”

"Mizuki Sakuma, an unremarkable high school student."

After introducing myself, the topic finally got to the core.

The witch named Omi took a sip of her cigarette mouth and pulled out a purple-shirted wooden staff from her plump feminine advantage, drawing a picture in mid-air, and depicting a snowy owl that was identical to the obverse of the silver coin.

"I think you've seen the Snowy Owl, the owner of the Kingdom of Heaven. She is one of the four managers of Flortin, and she is also a great witch. This silver coin is her token, and the witch who gets the silver coin is equivalent to a part of the power of the snow owl, and she can travel freely in the territory of Feng Qingyu, and it is also very convenient to do things. These witches are known as the 'Feathers of the Snow Owl'. ”

Feathers are distributed on the wings and tail of birds, belonging to the main feathers of birds, which are large in shape and hard and straight, and play a major role in flight.

The status of the witches who got the silver coins is self-evident.

(End of chapter)