I Own A Brothel In Another World (Ch. 1-196)

Chapter 45 - The First Night

Back in the capital...

After we finish our little chat with Cornelia, I quickly head to my room to write a letter to Ross and inform him about the name we've chosen for the establishment. I still have no idea how we all have missed it completely. Like, no one ever asked about it, not a single person. A name is a key part of running a business, forgetting it seems kinda impossible, and yet, I somehow did it. I guess I was too focused on all the girls around.

I compose a short explanatory note and deliver it to the usual guest at the place on the other side of the road. I'm sure Ross's contacts managed to do fine without having the name, but it should still be possible to alter a few things to have the rumours mention it. Well, it's not like a lot can be done anyway. If people start hearing too amazing rumours about a place that hasn't even been opened yet, it will work in a completely opposite way from what we are trying to achieve. But, I believe they know what they are doing.

Meanwhile, we have to focus on our side of things. I might not be expecting crowds on the opening night, but it still is an opening night. It has to look good. We should host a small party. If no one shows up, it will still be a nice event for the girls. First, I should secure food. No better place to do that than at our little chef's.

Naturally, Sirgia is exactly where you'd expect her to be at this time. After walking into her workshop, I knock loudly on the open door and wait for her to reach the point where she can take a little break. She soon lays off her drawing utensils, jumps down from the stool by her desk in the corner and trots up to me.

"How can I help you, Master?" She looks up with her hands cutely entwined behind her back.

I plop my hand onto her head and ruffle through her hair with a smile. "We'll be having a small, celebratory party in three days during the opening night. I figured out that it's best to ask our hardworking chef about some proper food for the occasion. Would you be up for the task to prepare it?"

She smiles faintly, enjoying my pats. "Of course, Master, whatever you need."

Grabbing her under the armpits, I sit Sirgia on a nearby counter so that we can be at a similar height. I place a soft peck on her cheek. "Thank you. Any suggestions?"

"Hmmm... It should be more like a desert ball rather than a dinner, right? Then, I could prepare cakes and light snacks and such. I love making cakes. It's so much like crafting artifacts. You first design the structure, prepare all materials, then slowly process them into required parts and—ah... I'm sorry..."

Sirgia gets filled with enthusiasm the moment she mentions cakes, starting to recount the whole process of making them, which in fact is quite close to her other beloved field of expertise. She notices her behaviour after her eyes land on my smiling face and averts her gaze while blushing slightly.

I chuckle a bit, pull her small chin back to me and give her a sweet kiss on the lips. "Don't be. I'm happy to see you happy about the two things you love the most. It looks like I can leave this to you without worry. Please, make a list of ingredients you will need and we'll fetch them tomorrow."

"Uhn." Siriga nods shyly. "Ummm... actually... there are three things now..."

Before I can ask about the third one, she leans forward to join our lips again. Sirgia is the one to take the initiative this time and she affectionately showers my mouth with gentle pecks. Most likely wanting to solidify her point even more without needing words, she meekly extends her tongue inside and it invites mine for a gentle dance. We exchange a few sloppy kisses before she backs away with crimson cheeks.

I chase after her lips to leave one more peck on them as the ending act. "If you keep spoiling me so much with how adorable you are, I will have a hard time not wanting more and more of you, you know?"