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

Chapter 3 - The Beginning

I wake up quite early. Due to the constant nightmares, I feel like shit. Seems like I barely slept tonight. This weird white light gives me an ominous and bad feeling, even though I know those were just nightmares. Nothing unusual in the long term. Might be related to something from my past. Even though I try to justify them with that, I can't shake off all the uneasiness surrounding me.

With a grumpy face, I force myself out of the bed while yawning widely. I pick up my phone from the cupboard near the bed to check the time. It's half past six, at least two hours before my first alarm sets off.

「Looks like it's gonna be a great day...」

I sluggishly move to the kitchen to prepare something for breakfast and to brew a coffee. You gotta keep the healthy diet going. After finishing preparing and eating, I do the dishes and stroll to my PC room.

I boot my baby up and start the usual morning routine of checking the news and social media. Doesn't look like much happened last night. Although, I see that there was a full moon yesterday.

「I've always had hard nights during the full moon. I really should check the phases more often.」

I spend most of my free time checking game releases lists for the current month and then browsing through some art channels I tend to follow. Marvelling over beautiful artwork of cute anime beastgirls is a sure way to help fix the mood.

「Oh. Looks like Shino finished another project. Let's see... Nice! A wolfkin priestess! Wait... doesn't she look kinda like her but with animal ears and tail? Goddammit... Now I can't unsee it...」

I open the comment section, and as per usual, I leave my words of admiration as an quite anonymous fan.

"Your art is top tier as usual! The outfit looks great on her and I love how it accentuates the perfectly shaped body. You never fail to amaze me with your pose designs Miko-sensei! I bet some cosplayer will pick it up someday like with your previous samurai art!"

With that, I also hit the highest priced paid option to distinguish my comment, because why fucking not if I can. You gotta show your support to the artist. Even if that artist is most likely a hundred times richer than you.

After a few hours of a good time, I prepare to leave for the class. Turning off all the stuff, I get to my car and drive to the school building without an issue. Arriving earlier than usual, I still have half an hour left before I have to prepare the classroom. I randomly stumble on my colleague, Mr Frederic, and we begin chatting about our recent experiences with students.

When the time comes, I proceed to my usual classroom and start prepping everything around. This weird feeling from the morning still keeps bothering me, but it's not like I can do anything about it.

Paul arrives in the classroom first. Similar to me, he likes to show up shortly before the designated time, in case of unforeseen circumstances. Slowly, everyone starts to gather, and in twenty minutes, we start today's topic.

Few hours pass and we are moving at a decent pace. Guess I'm worrying my ass over nothing. It's not like some random cataclysm is going to suddenly happen.

While checking some of my notes, I hear Kamil's bewildered voice.

"What the fuck is this?! They installed neons on our floor now?"

Confused, I stand up and question him. "What are you talking about? There were no changes overnight. And I definitely didn't notice anything when I came here."

I step down from the platform where my desk is located and move to the back row. When my gaze falls on the floor under his desk, I notice some weird, geometrical patterns shining with white light, arranged in what seems like part of a path.