Chapter 43 - Playing with a Butterfly of the Night

A cabaret club is not a place to do lewd things with girls. It is a place to talk with them.

And so, I talked a lot with Lisa. According to her story, Lisa was originally born in a distant village. Her family was poor, and she moved to the Royal Capital partly to reduce the number of mouths to feed at home.

At first, she worked as a dishwasher and a laundry woman, but since the wages were low, she didn't last long and eventually settled into her current profession.

"The pay is just so good, after all. It’s a commission-based system depending on how many requests you get, but because of that, you can make a crazy amount of money when things are going well. Once you know this world, you can't go back to a plain, part-time job."

"Heh...!"

"I suppose everyone has their own suitability for it, but it seems I really fell into the groove. That's how I've been able to keep going until today."

"I see."

"It’s a business you can only do while you're young, so I don't know how long I can keep it up. But I want to keep going as long as I can, save as much money as possible, and someday I hope to have my own shop."

"Is that so."

My first-class "nodding along" technique was in full effect.

"...Wait, this is no good. I'm just talking about myself without listening to the customer. I'm acting like a brand-new rookie today."

"That’s not true at all. I want to hear more of your stories, Lisa."

Since there were many things I couldn't talk about myself due to my situation, this flow of listening to the other person was actually quite helpful.

Perhaps that approach worked in my favor? Hostesses, who are usually on the side of "entertaining," tend to open up quickly when they become the ones being listened to. Before I knew it, we were in a perfectly harmonious atmosphere.

Even when the time was up, we were reluctant to part, and I successfully managed to arrange an "After." An "After" meant meeting up outside once the shop had closed.

Inside the shop, the relationship was that of customer and employee, but once you step away from the establishment, the shop rules disappear, and you become just a man and a woman.

Therefore, I could boldly do things that were impossible inside the shop.

For example—Sex.

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"Nnggh! ❤️❤️ Ah-hiee! ❤️❤️ It's so good, your dick feels so good in my pussy!❤️❤️"

The sound of buttocks hitting thighs echoed rhythmically against the ceiling of the cheap inn.

Lisa, the butterfly who flutters through the night scene, had now cast off her wing-colored dress. Stark naked, she was writhing and squirming on the bed like a single caterpillar.

"Customer, your cock feels so good! ❤️❤️ Aaanh, look at me! ❤️❤️ I'm being held for real, not for work! ❤️❤️ My pussy is being spread open and violated by you!❤️❤️❤️❤️"

Smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack!

 It felt incredible.

Lisa's interior was seasoned and "broken in," much like her experienced demeanor, and it felt as though she were drawing my penis deeper and deeper inside her.

"Ah, this feels great. I'm going to cum inside, is that okay?"

"Eh? Inside the pussy!? But that’s usually... nnggh!❤️❤️ O-okay! ❤️❤️ You can cum inside, just stop that deep thrusting, aaaah! ❤️❤️"

"Why? Doesn't the deep thrusting feel good?"

"It feels good, but! But!! ❤️❤️ It’s too strong, my pussy is going to break! ❤️❤️❤️❤️"

Thud-thud-thud-thud-thud-thud! Ugh. Splurt-gush-gush-gush-gush!

"Nnggh-hiiiii! ❤️❤️❤️❤️ My pussy, my pussy, my pussy! ❤️❤️ My pussy is flying away! ❤️❤️❤️❤️"

The sight of Lisa’s buttocks trembling as her whole body went into spasms during her climax was a masterpiece. Semen overflowed from her vaginal opening, and her anus was twitching rhythmically.

Lying there naked and drenched in sweat, there wasn't a trace of the elegance of a "Butterfly of the Night" left; she was nothing more than a pathetic, lewd caterpillar. I suppose hostesses are creatures that transform from butterflies back into caterpillars.

"Ahhh... that felt... so good... ❤️❤️❤️❤️"

"Are you okay? Want some water?"

"Thanks for worrying. But I don't need water. Instead... let me kiss you. ❤️❤️"

Without waiting for an answer, she pressed her lips against mine, intertwining our tongues.

"Mmph! ❤️❤️Schlop... Gasp! ❤️❤️ Even your kisses taste delicious!❤️❤️ You're a wonderful customer—great at talking and great at sex. ❤️❤️"

"You think so?"

"I do. You listened to so many of my complaints at the shop, too."

That was true. Among the topics we discussed while getting to know each other, I heard various complaints that Lisa had been bottling up.

"You mentioned you had a colleague you didn't like?"

"Geez, don't make me remember that when I'm feeling so good after top-tier sex... Oh, I know."

Lisa, the naked hostess, straddled my body and lowered her hips, aiming carefully. Squish, squish... My penis sank back into her vagina. Neither of us minded that our genitals were already coated in a mix of love juices and semen.

"Aaanh, this feels good. ❤️❤️ This way, even if I remember the bad stuff, the pleasure in my pussy neutralizes it. ❤️❤️"

"Want some wine, too?"

"Yes please, but give it to me through a kiss. ❤️❤️ Oh my, being treated so well makes me feel like a princess.❤️❤️"

I wonder if there are really princesses out there who receive such lewd treatment. But if she’s this happy, maybe I’ll try it with Lady Staff or Big Sis later.

"So, about that annoying girl at work..."

So you are going to complain anyway.

"She’s just the worst! She looks down on us so blatantly!"

Could you please stop shaking your hips while you complain? The way your pussy is gripping my penis feels way too good.

"Just because she has a 'whale' of a customer! Almost all her earnings come from that one guy! And yet she acts like she’s the Number One, ugh!"

"There’s a customer like that? Sounds like a big spender. What kind of person is he?"

"I don't know him well. I think she said he was a Instructor?"

A Instructor? Could it be...?

"He comes in almost every day. And every time, he requests his favorite girl, so her 'request rate' is always at the top... I really hate it. Hey, customer, pump my pussy more! Make me forget the bad things!"

"Can I cum inside again?"

"You can do it as much as you want! ❤️❤️ Once you've already put it in, twice or three times is all the same! ❤️❤️"

While losing myself in the warmth of Lisa's vagina, I rejoiced internally at this unexpected harvest. The reason I went to the cabaret club wasn't for fun; it was because the regular there, Suppapan, is a suspect in the Queen’s assassination, and I needed to verify the truth.

It definitely wasn't to pick up a hostess and sleep with her after hours.

If the customer Lisa mentioned is indeed Suppapan, I might be able to get information by talking to his favorite hostess. If she’s his favorite, they spend a lot of time together, which means she might have heard something important. They say men's tongues get loose around women.

In that case, I’ll have to go back to the club tomorrow and try to make contact with that hostess. Lisa was a great woman, but she’s just for tonight. Her naked body was wonderful, but I have a mission to prioritize!

"Make sure you come to the shop again. If you request me, I'll do something even better for you next time."

"Eh? Like what?"

"I've always wanted to try it—secret sex inside the shop.❤️❤️"

"I'll be there! I'll request you!"

Despite my mission, I was being steadily ensnared by Lisa’s charms. It turns out the "Butterfly of the Night" was also a cunning Jorō spider!?

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And just like that, I was completely enchanted by Lisa.

"Aaanh... ❤️❤️ Yes... your cock is so good... ❤️❤️ Secret sex is the best... ❤️❤️" 

"Lisa, keep your voice down. People will hear us."

I had come to the shop the very next day and requested her, and true to her word, Lisa actually started having sex right there in the lounge. In the dimly lit room, she slipped off only her panties and buried her backside against my crotch, making it look like she was just sitting on the sofa next to me.

"Nnggh... ❤️❤️ Nnn-nngh... ❤️❤️ Grinding my hips up and down while savoring the thrill that we might get caught is truly wonderful... ❤️❤️ But this isn't enough, it's just teasing... so make sure you dig into my pussy for real during the 'After' tonight, okay? ❤️❤️" 

"Of course."

It’s been six days in a row now. I come to the shop, request Lisa, and spend my time lost in secret lounge sex. Once closing time hits, we move to a nearby hotel and enjoy ourselves stark naked.

Over and over again.

I’m supposed to be investigating, but I haven't made any progress at all! It’s all because Lisa is just too charming!

Stroke, stroke... Splurt!

"Aanh... ❤️❤️ You came inside me in the shop again... ❤️❤️ It feels so good I’m getting addicted to it... ❤️❤️ Hey, do you want to try going all the way naked in the shop soon?" "That's going a bit too far...!"

Lisa’s sense of adventure knew no bounds. I was seriously going to get banned at this rate.

However, fortunately—or perhaps unfortunately—someone appeared to interrupt us!

"Hullo-rine~ ☆ How are we today~ ☆"

The sudden intruder caused Lisa and me to immediately break our "union." With the practiced movement of a coordinated team, we transitioned from a lovey-dovey state of fusion back into simply sitting side-by-side having a drink.

"Is this seat empty~ ☆ Your shop's Number One, Shinatyo, is here to help out~ ☆"

Who is this girl with the total airhead vibes!?

She had a deep tan, a sparkly outfit, and her hair was piled so high it looked like a parfait or something! She was the complete opposite of the calm Lisa—the quintessential "hostess" type.

"Help? I didn't ask for any?"

"I just decided to come over on my own~ ☆ My favorite regular is off today~ ☆ So I’m totally bored-ing out of my mind~ ☆"

Her way of talking is kind of annoying... Wait. Number One? Favorite regular? Could it be...?

Is this Suppapan’s favorite girl? I glanced at Lisa, and she gave me a small, firm nod. This meant this girl was also the rival who had been causing Lisa so much stress.

"I heard Lisatty here grabbed herself a new big spender, so I wanted to see for myself~ ☆ I mean, you've been requesting her every single day, right~ ☆ So jealous~ ☆ I want some of the leftovers too~ ☆"

"Excuse me...!?"

"I’m getting so tired of dealing with old guys~ ☆ I was just thinking it was time for me to find another regular for myself~ ☆"

Wait, is she actually trying to steal another girl's customer right in front of her? No honor among thieves, I guess. She’s exactly the kind of person Lisa had been complaining about.

I expected Lisa to snap, but instead...

"Is that old man who’s obsessed with you not here today? I believe he was a Instructor at the Royal Academy, right?"

Lisa calmly started making a drink. Why was she bringing up the topic of the very woman she was supposed to hate?

"That's right~ ☆ Seems like he’s been having some 'trouble' lately~ ☆ Even when I sit with him, he's all dark and gloomy, it’s a total buzzkill~ ☆ That’s why I’m thinking it's time to switch to a new customer~ ☆ Searchy-searchy~ ☆ Mwah ☆"

"You... you talk about your customers like they're just objects...!?"

Well, I suppose the nightlife industry is all about viewing customers as profit, but to be this blatant about it...!?

"That’s why, Hey Mister~ ☆ Why don't you dump this old lady and switch to me instead~ ☆ I can give you way better 'service'~ ☆"

The gyaru hostess began crawling her hand up my thigh. However, Lisa didn't lose her temper; she responded with cold professionalism. This is a pro for you.

"Say what you want. But if you neglect a customer who’s earned you so much money, it’ll come back to haunt you someday. That’s just the way this industry works."

"Ugh, old ladies and their preaching, I loathe it~ ☆"

Twitch...! I could see the veins popping in Lisa's forehead.

And yet, she remained calm and kept trying to steer the conversation toward this gyaru's VIP regular... I see! Though she didn't say it out loud, Lisa—who I’ve been sleeping with for many nights now—realized that I was interested in the regular of the hostess she hated.

It was almost certain that the regular was Suppapan. Lisa had read my intentions and was trying to naturally get the girl to spill information about him!

What incredible ability to read the room! So this is a professional hostess!

"Mr. Suppapan gives me lots of requests~ ☆ and he bought me presents too~ ☆ but honestly, 'Baldy' isn't really my type~ ☆"

It's confirmed. Her regular is definitely Suppapan. Though, seriously, don't leak your customers' personal info that easily.

"For me to enjoy my job, I think a handsome, young guy would be way better~ ☆ Eeek! ☆ So Mister, why don't you try playing with me tonight as a 'trial run'~ ☆ I bet you'll be so obsessed you'll be requesting me every day starting tomorrow~ ☆"

She's far too selfish to ever be my type, but this is for the sake of information. Just as these hostesses treat it as a job and put on a smile for annoying old men, I’ll follow suit tonight.

"Alright. Let's have a fun drink together today."

"Yay! ☆ New cash cow acquired! ☆"

I was wondering how to make contact without making her suspicious, and here she was, wandering over on her own. Flirting so much with Lisa ended up being the bait that moved the situation forward perfectly naturally.

Wait... do I actually have a talent for espionage?

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