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

Chapter 94 - A Moral Dilemma

After walking out of my bedroom, I notice our High Elf maid standing by the door. As usual, she radiates an aura of calmness and nobility. I really don't know how Humans have a hard time differentiating High Elves from Wood Elves or other subraces when you need just a single glance to instantly understand where that high comes from.

"Tyriana. Is there anything you need from me?" I ask after closing the door behind me.

"If you do not have anything against it, Master, I would like to enter your chambers to accompany Rene during her rest. While at it, I will also help her clean up and make your bed." She lowers her head just a little bit in a respectful nod.

"Of course not. I would even appreciate it. You girls can freely enter my room when nobody is inside and you know it. Anyway, I didn't expect you to be the one lending Rene a hand."

The corners of Tyriana's mouth lift slightly before returning to their neutral state. "It's a little shameful to admit, but under Rene's constant nagging, I have agreed to become her friend. Thank you for fulfilling her wish, Master. She was very anxious about asking you."

I see. So, the overly-enthusiastic and cheerful Dogkin girl has managed to somehow capture the heart of the noble High Elf with her cuteness. I'm not even that surprised. Rene emanates a really strong friendly aura that can penetrate the toughest shells. That slightly chubby bundle of joy is just too adorable to reject. I wonder how long it took her to befriend Tyriana.

"There's nothing shameful in that, in my opinion, but don't worry, I won't go around spreading that information," I say with a soft smile. "And don't mind it. Not only is it my responsibility to take good care of people here but I also enjoyed even the thought of getting a little intimate with our energetic Dogkin maid."

She nods at me and we end up standing in silence, looking at each other calmly. Alright. No point in wasting our time here. It's not like Tyriana has suddenly turned into a chatty person.

"Well then. Please, go ahead. If you ever need anything, let me know. Ah. Do you perhaps know where Ghilerie might be right now?"

"If I'm not mistaken, she was taking a nap in her room after finishing her bath. It's room eighty-three."

"Thank you. I'll go and check if she's awake then. See you later."

We nod at each other and I walk away, managing to catch a cute yelp of surprise coming from Rene when Tyriana enters my bedchamber. I'm a little curious how their interactions would look, but I'm not the one to eavesdrop on girls, especially after one of them shared an intimate moment with me.

I head to the room that Tyriana mentioned, stopping a few times to have a short chat with a few people I meet on my way there. Talking with so many people of different characters is always so much fun. I learn something new about our residents each time we speak. Sometimes it's details that no books I have read in the past ever mentioned.

Ending my brief conversation with the Satyr sisters, I give each of them some gentle pats and they let me finish my journey to Ghilerie's room. Putting my ear to the wooden door doesn't net me any satisfactory results so I decide to knock lightly.

And it seems that the host is in fact awake as soft footsteps soon begin moving closer to the door. Ghilerie shows up on the other side after opening them. She looks much better already, even if not that much time has passed since we parted.

A loose and comfy-looking white t-shirt covers her chest, clearly with no bra underneath, judging by the slightly pointy protrusions faintly sticking out from under the material. She wears brown shorts and moves barefooted. I hope she did pick up panties at least.