Meru, Cornelia, and Neira sit opposite me in the carriage while I share my own bench with the cuddly duo of the lovely Queen Slimes. The three ladies chat amongst themselves about what is awaiting us underwater, with Meru mostly answering the questions the other two have. I listen to her descriptions and stories as Safi and Emi lean onto me with their jelly bodies.
About ten minutes after we leave the mansion, I dive into my senses and check if we are truly alone. It wouldn't be unexpected to learn that Hecate couldn't actually bear the thought of leaving my side and changed her mind. Thankfully, I find no one else in our close vicinity and locate the spidergirl back in the mansion. It looks like things will be fine.
The line of buildings moves slowly as I observe the city through the uncovered window. It's quite easy to notice when we move out of the more rich and noble district, entering the industrial and mercantile area. The biggest giveaway is of course the commonly-spotted attire amongst the majority of the people wandering the streets.
Some of them give our carriage a curious look and I have no doubt that they recognize the crest on its side. We do get plenty of workers from these regions in our establishment, in the end. They often begin their visit with a long, pleasant bath with some attractive company and a little help. Only then can they shoot for something more involving anyway since we wouldn't let dirty and stinky men close to our valued employees.
No offence to the people doing less clean jobs, of course. They work their asses off in various different environments.
In any way, it doesn't take us long to pass through the industrial zone and we spot a clear increase in warehouses and storages. The other buildings clear up and we can finally see bigger flashes of the blue sea in the not-so-far distance. Lots of deliveries are being made both ways and crews of the docked ships mingle together at almost every corner of the docks.
There are a few vessels currently being loaded or unloaded but I try to find out which one will be ours. It's definitely none of the ships moving heavy cargo since I don't believe that Lianne would just shove us onto some random transport boat or something like that. If I were to guess, she would most likely get the entire thing commissioned just to bring us to our destination and even assist us as much as the crew and the ship can.
Unfortunately, our driver is as clueless about it as we are so I stop the carriage after we reach the edge of the docks. After giving a hand to the women, I thank him wholeheartedly and throw in a nice tip, reminding the guy that he doesn't have to wait for us since we'll be gone soon.
"We really are going to use Human ships," Meru exclaims in something akin to wonder, I guess.
I glance at her and gently ruffle through her hair. "Does it make you uncomfortable?"
She shakes her head. "No. I don't mind it. I'm actually getting curious about them. It will be my first time seeing one from inside, excluding wrecks."
"Then you are in luck. I will make sure that you will be able to observe how the crew works as much as you like." I smile at the fierce sharkgirl warmly. "And, in case you wouldn't actually feel alright onboard a ship, you can always follow us in the water now and then."
"Thank you." She nods at me politely as our eyes meet.
"So, do we have any idea which one takes us in?" Cornelia asks, setting her fists on her hips.
"I don't. Do you?" I glance at her with a raised brow.
She snorts and rolls her eyes. "You were the one to negotiate this."
"I guess." I shrug. "I can always ask Lianne through the Whispers."
"Let's do that, then," Cornelia replies while looking around.
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I Own A Brothel In Another World (Ch. 1-196)
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