The Bitch In The Fantasy World

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The receptionist studied Vivian's face, waiting for her reaction.

"I apologize for my behavior earlier," Vivian said and bowed.

"Please, it was my fault after all for not explaining things properly in the beginning," said the receptionist.

Vivian raised her head and looked at the receptionist in the eye.

"Yes, you didn't explain things properly and I don't really know much about hostess clubs so you could say that we're both in the wrong. However, there's something that's not adding up."

"Which is?" the receptionist asked with a confused expression on her face.

"You're still trying to offer this to me," said Vivian. "I mean, if I were in your shoes, I wouldn't have bothered anymore after being threatened. So tell me, what's in it for you?"

The receptionist let out a wry smile.

"The thing is, although that landlady is a bit peculiar, there are many perks in being her friend and she doesn't just let anyone enter her circle, so I want her to owe me a favor that I can use in the future."

"You're not luring me into a trap, like selling me into slavery, are you?" Vivian said and eyed her suspiciously.

The female receptionist almost coughed out blood.

"I would never! And plus, that's against the law!"

So there are no slaves in this world...?

Even back in her previous world, despite their modern sensibilities, there were still slaves. Some were still traditional slaves, while others just had different titles, but all were still slaves regardless.

That's quite progressive...

So having slaves to run my businesses for me is out of the question, huh...

Tch...!

She clicked her tongue mentally.

"I see, I see. But still, like I said earlier, I can't afford the rent. I'm broke."

"That doesn't matter. She said you can pay her next month while working at her club."

"And the deposit?"

"There's none."

"What about the time? I didn't come here to become a hostess, I came here to become an Adventurer."

"The club only opens are night from 6:00 p.m.- 2:00 a.m. and you'll have one day off per week."

Vivian counted the hours mentally.

8 hours, huh...

"What's her name?"

"They call her Madam Stonia."

"And she wants me to work at her bar as a waitress because of my looks?"

"Yes, I told her about your appearance."

"So she wants beautiful adventurers as her waitresses?"

"Not really. Like I said earlier, she has a peculiar taste that even I find hard to follow. All I know is, she's looking for someone with a beautiful face but at the same time a little bit scary or intimidating. However, she wants to meet you first."

Vivian subconsciously touched her face.

What the hell...

But I'm not gonna lie, I'm really tempted...

However, there's a reason why they say that whenever something seems too good to be true, it's actually the case...

An image of the female influencers back in her previous world flashed inside her head, especially the topic of being a porter-potty.