While Cornelia enjoys her time poking fun at me with her teases, a trio of girls approaches us. My charming slimes and the cute dwarf come closer and Emi soon jumps into my embrace.
[Master! The picture is amazing! You look so good in it! It's perfect!] the overjoyed, emerald girl conveys before starting to rub her face into mine.
Safi stands behind her and smiles charmingly. [I agree. And the other girls are drawn in such a dazzling manner too. Neira is a really talented individual.]
"You should be telling that to her then. I knew nothing about this. Even if she said I helped a lot, I did barely anything. I just visited her once or twice and that's all. She is too humble," I reply with a smile while rubbing Emi's head.
"Inspiration is a quite crucial part of anything. And I can confidently say that you are certainly good at giving it to others," Cornelia shares her opinion.
"Well, I guess."
After Emi finally releases me from her clutches, I kneel down to get on Sirgia's level. She blushes just slightly under my pats.
"I think... Master looks really handsome there."
I chuckle and place a kiss on her cheek. "Oh, thank you. I'm happy to hear that. I'm sure that if she drew you, you'd look gorgeous too." She starts fidgeting a little hearing my words.
"Hey, that's actually a great idea," Cornelia says as I stand up. "If she would be up for it, we could decorate this chamber and the hallways with paintings of the girls. Not all need to have you in them. This centrepiece could be a unique one while all other ones hung around would just show our residents solo or in groups."
Pondering over her words, I look around. There certainly is a lot of space on the walls here, and there is the level above us too. Those who wouldn't mind could get their portraits or full paintings displayed in the lobby. That would create a fitting atmosphere for this place and solve our small issue with the lack of relevant decorations as we took off all those depicting racial cruelty or such.
I nod after a moment. "I'll bring that up when I talk with her. I'm sure Neira will be thrilled to be able to draw so many different people. A nice way to show my appreciation for you girls."
"Yes!" Cornelia agrees enthusiastically. She seems to be looking forward to being painted.
"Hmmmm..." I visibly stare at her for a few seconds and bring out a grin onto my face.
She obviously notices that and raises her brow at me. "What?"
"Nothing. I was just wondering if I should accompany you when it's your turn. It would be hard for you to pose without my help." I keep smiling.
Cornelia furrows her brows at me before her eyes widen in realization. "You jerk!" She hits me in the shoulder. "There's no way I would ever want to be drawn in that shameful state! Not even talking about other people seeing it! NEVER! EVER!"
I chuckle at her reaction and pull Cornelia closer, preventing her from hitting me more. She glares at me with a slightly flushed face.
"Something tells me otherwise. At least about the first part," I lean to her ear and whisper.
Our connection allows me to feel her getting aroused just by the idea of being pictured in restraints, completely exposed and vulnerable.
"Besides, it doesn't have to be displayed here. I would gladly put such a masterpiece above my bed," I continue after backing away to be in front of her red face again.
"Bully..." she says, looking away from me, making Sirgia giggle a little.
Cornelia looks down at the cute dwarf and squints her eyes. "Don't you dare laugh at me, you little pervert. Or else I'll order Neira to draw the two of you during one of your forging sessions and nail it above the main entrance."

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I Own A Brothel In Another World (Ch. 1-196)
FantasiAlastair Carter is a 27-year-old marketing and management teacher like many others around the world. Well... maybe besides the fact that he teaches some of that world's prodigies, but it's just a small detail. Even though he loves fantasy novels, he...