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

Chapter 187 - Dressing Up ❤❤

After taking a quick glance back at the Altcroft family mansion, I shake my head with a light chuckle and get on the move. With a faint glimmer, a petite silhouette appears right next to me and I jump a little. Hecate stares back at me with those deep, black eyes of hers as I move my gaze to the source of the spooky effect.

I really should get used to her jumpscares. Especially since I know that she's always with me. Now I wonder if she had a nice view of our little blood transfusion session on the balcony. I wouldn't be surprised to learn that she was hanging right above us, ready to strike Loyna down the moment things started getting out of control.

Reaching out, I gently brush through her short, whitish hair. "Thanks for always looking out for me. Anything to report?"

"No. Peaceful night. One thug. Dispatched now. Master no worry," she responds, closing all pairs of her eyes to enjoy the delicate caresses.

Well, I guess one bad guy caught can be considered a peaceful night in this world.

"Good work. Let's go home now. Would you like to accompany me or return to the sidelines?" I raise a brow at the cute spidergirl.

"With Master." She opens her eyes and looks up firmly.

"Alright. I have an idea. Come here." I smile at her.

Hecate steps closer and I turn around, crouching to the ground. Glancing over my shoulder at her, I gesture at her legs with my eyes and then nod at myself. She processes the signs for a few seconds, but as expected, the smart Arachne figures out my intentions fairly quickly and places her thighs on my shoulders, letting her feet dangle in front of my chest.

Without further ado, I stand up and she naturally buries her slender fingers in my hair. With one last glance at the sweet pale lady, I begin our journey back. No surprise there, we don't really talk much while on the go. Hecate is the silent type and she's only just learning some proper words so it's all good. I can't neglect my little vigilante just because she can't easily reply to every single question and statement, can I?

Her smart and curious eyes wander over the people and buildings surrounding us from a nice vantage point. I'm sure part of the reason behind that is her desire to take the role of my guardian seriously. She doesn't stop scanning the area for threats and suspicious signs. I affectionately caress her soft thighs as we move, showing some of my appreciation for her efforts.

It takes a bit longer for us to get back than the trip to the Altcroft mansion, but that's natural with my more casual pace. The streets at night are very charming and climatic. It would be a waste to rush through them again when there is no reason to hurry back home. I'll still make it a good hour or two before the closing time so the patrons will get a chance to approach me. There were no reports of any incidents so we can take things easy.

Soon, we reach our own pretty residence and Hecate jumps off me. Before she can escape to disappear behind her light-bending curtain, I catch her waist and pull the adorable spidergirl in for a delicate kiss. She rests her slim body on me while reciprocating the few pecks I shower her with. After making sure that my amazing bodyguard is rewarded properly, I pull away and nod at Hecate with a warm smile. Surprising me a little, she wraps her arms around me and gives me a quick, loving hug before stepping back and phasing out of sight.

"Slowly but surely we are making progress." I stare into empty space she's left behind for a little while and turn to the mansion, switching back to my suit.

The noise of a good time reaches my ears as I approach, and the sight that greets me past the entrance confirms that everyone is having lots of fun even without me present. Thankfully, our continuous test runs of the cosplay and roleplay services are keeping the most loyal of our guests entertained. At the same time, we are collecting some valuable data. Our amazing masters of craft and art are already working on some of the suggestions gathered from the patrons.