The Bitch In The Fantasy World

The Silver Wing Inn (2)

Vivian was standing in front of a two-story building.

There were a couple of signs plastered on the building. But given that she couldn't read, she wasn't sure if this was the inn called The Silver Wing Inn.

I think this is the one...?

She stepped inside the building.

Upon entering, the first thing she noticed was that there was no lounging area and it reminded her of those cheap sex motels back in her previous world. The only thing she could see was a reception desk, a couple of doors and a staircase leading to the second floor.

Nevertheless, Vivian still let out a sigh of relief.

Compared to the tavern she stayed in last night, this one had its first floor cemented.

She approached the reception desk. Although it was empty, there was a door behind it which was half-covered with a thin sheet of curtain.

"Excuse me, anyone here?"

Knock.

Knock.

She knocked against the desk because there was no bell.

"Excuse me!"

A woman in her late teens came out in a hurry with a flushed face.

"Hi, welcome to The Silver Wing Inn. How may I help you?"

Vivian's eyes blinked a few times.

"I'm looking to rent a room. How much is it?"

"Single or family size?"

"Single."

"Single is 2 silvers per day. Check-in and check-out is at 12:00 noon."

"Does it have its own toilet?"

"No, but there are 4 communal toilets on the first floor. Two for males and the other for females. We also provide a bucket of hot water and a damp cloth for 2 coppers."

"I'll take 1 single room," Vivian said and then placed 20 copper coins on top of the desk. "I'll order the bucket of hot water and damp cloth later once I get back."

"Okay," the woman said and received the coins before turning around to search for a hotel key.

She turned back and gave the hotel key to Vivian.

"Your room number is 205."

"Second floor?"

"Yes, at the right corner. And if you're looking for food, we don't offer such services but there's an eatery at the side."

Why is she telling me this...?

Perhaps it's prohibited to bring food to my room...?

Or is this establishment connected with the eatery she mentioned...?

"I see. Thank you," Vivian said and then left to climb the stairs.

When the woman was finally alone, a man's head poked out of the door's curtain.

The man was in his early 20s.

"Hey."

The woman jumped in surprise and quickly turned around.

"Don't scare me like that!" she said in a harsh whisper.

"Sorry, let's continue."

"We can't. We were lucky it was just a customer. If it was one of our coworkers or worse, the owner, we could've gotten in trouble."