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Manager of the Other World Brothel

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When I was tossed into this world as a world traveller, it was back when I was still a kid. As a compensation, the ability I got was every kind of magic specialised in the management of hygiene, and physical condition. My power has absolutely no use in battle but, as a manager of a brothel, it's indispensable. It's already been several years since I've been entrusted with the shop by the Owner who saved my life. Tonight too, the lights are on in the brothel 「Papillon's Somnium」, raising the night's curtains smeared with money and passion. Please I urge you to stop by, dear customer. Our shop has assembled only the best beauties, we sincerely await your arrival dear customer.All Rights Reserved

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