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Those blue residues were unpleasant; they looked like alcohol mixed with vomit.
It's infuriating that other colors of grime reappear shortly after cleaning. The cleaning work is exhausting and thankless; only people short on cash would consider it.
Unlike soldiers, the volunteer self-defense forces responsible for their respective neighborhoods also act as cleaners.
"I'll go change right away... I'll go right away. Is ten minutes too short? Can't you give me another five minutes?"
"Never make customers wait longer because of your personal reasons. Punctuality is a basic requirement of human beings. If you can't even do this, you should resign as soon as possible."
"I know, I know, stop nagging."
The female demi-human was an adorable catgirl. She hurriedly threw her tools into the designated storage area outside and dashed into the nightclub.
She is a new hostess who recently joined the popular nightclub "Bar" in Kabukicho. Her code name is "Champagne". She came here to work for two reasons.
Firstly, she had incurred debts due to some unforeseen circumstances. Secondly, besides working for the volunteer self-defense force, she also wanted to live a life of idleness and complacency with wealthy and beautiful young women.
Customers visiting Kabukicho are bound to have money in their pockets. The minimum initial price for designated purchases and drinks is around 1 silver coin. However, the designated purchase fee is not included in the income. You have to use all your tricks to coax and persuade customers to spend money in the store, such as buying gifts and drinks, in order to earn money.
This job is much more comfortable than cleaning up vomit on the ground outside. All you have to do is use your words and your expressions to please the rich women, and money will keep flowing into your pockets.
That's right, this nightclub called "Tavern" is actually a brothel that provides services specifically to women in the Empire, selling them love for a limited time and giving them spiritual pleasure.
If physical intimacy is required, guests will need to pay an additional fee, with more famous female escorts charging higher fees.
101. Special Menu for Bartending
Her goal is to become a top star on this stage and earn more than her predecessors.
To earn money, she juggled jobs every day between a cleaner and a public relations professional.
If I can live a life where I have no worries about food and clothing, I won't care if I die surrounded by money.
This hopeless world needs hope, and female public relations professionals are precisely the ones who bring joy to women who are in despair and whose lives are not going well.
The black-haired, blue-eyed catgirl changed out of her volunteer uniform in the dressing room, smoothing out the wrinkles, carefully folding it, and putting it into her backpack. The next step was to change into the black evening gown she had chosen for the evening.
The hem features a double-layer design, with an additional layer of white tulle that subtly reveals the legs beneath. The matching black high heels perfectly complement the black dress.
Her persona is that of a slightly frivolous, exotic beauty who is somewhere between mature and innocent, with a touch of mystery.
The other female PR staff also dressed according to their respective personas; the sweet and cute type dressed in a dreamy style, while the cool type dressed in a more androgynous style.
Dressing up like this was not their intention; it was all for the sake of making a living.
"You're in excellent form today. Great, very energetic."
She applied some lipstick and left the dressing room at 6:59 PM, entering the nightclub's lobby. The nightclub's operating hours are from 7 PM to 5 AM the next morning; it's closed during the day because its customers are at work or school.
Therefore, she could use her free time to do another job, eliminating the threat of demons for the people. This job was legally available within the empire, provided a stable monthly salary, and included gifts on holidays; aside from some danger, it had no downsides.
Fortune favors the bold; if you want money, you have to pay a price.
She opened the door to the room occupied by her two special clients, her languid expression instantly transforming into her signature smile. A hostess must always smile at her guests; it's a fundamental rule.
Looks like tonight's going to be a threesome, the kind of thing you see in adult movies. Anyway, as long as she makes money, the services she provides won't affect her life.
"Welcome to the [Bar]. I am Champagne, the hostess serving you two tonight."
These two special guests were, of course, Saint Karina and Philomena.
"Hello, Miss Champagne, may I have a special service?"
"Of course, guest."
That service isn't actually sold here; customers who want it have to pay extra. And it's not an option; it's very expensive.
[The Tavern] The most expensive drink in this tavern is actually the one whose name itself means "beauty".
Saint Karina knew the shop's specialties, and Miss Champagne beamed with delight upon hearing Saint Karina's request, revealing a set of pretty white teeth, her white cat tail curving into a question mark.
"You will need to pay [amount] gold coins, guest. I have no extra charge; it's two gold coins for two people. Since this is your first time ordering my service, and I'm also a newcomer to the tavern, this is a discounted price for you."
"No problem, this price is very reasonable."
Although Saint Karina's hair was still white, both she and Philomena wore relatively delicate masks that could conceal their faces, so that strangers would not recognize her as a saint.
Actually, she didn't care if she was recognized. Saint Karina didn't care about the reputation of the saintess, and the saintess didn't need to remain chaste for the gods. It was just that she didn't intend to be so ostentatious for some personal reasons.
So, Miss Champagne started mixing the drinks.
There are four types of cocktail making methods.
The first type, "shaking and stirring," uses the following tools: a shaker, a measuring instrument, wine glasses, and coasters.
The second type, "blending," uses the following tools: cocktail shaker, bar spoon, ice strainer, measuring cup, and coaster.
The third type, "blending," uses the following tools: bar spoon, measuring cup, wine glass, and coaster.
The fourth type of "stirring" uses the following tools: a blender, a measuring cup, a long spoon, a wine glass, and a coaster.
If we want to categorize them in more detail, they can be divided into Float, Corbett, Collin, Fitz, Collins, Sling, Eggnog, Philip, Sour, Rainbow, Cool, Gurago, Frost, Fullerbe, Whiskey Soda, etc.
"Guest, how about a glass of Negroni and a glass of Mint Julipe?"
"No problem. I trust Miss Champagne's skills."
Negroni is made by blending gin, red vermouth, and Campari in a specific ratio. Due to the unique herbal flavor of Campari, the whole drink will have a bitter taste, along with the herbal aroma of gin, the sweetness of red vermouth, and a rich orange flavor.
Negroni is loved by many girls for its bright red color and smooth, round body. However, the taste is rather bitter and not as delicious as its pretty appearance might suggest.
The other drink, the Mint Julip, originated as a summer cocktail. It gained popularity through the horse racing cannon and spread to various bars. Due to its special silver glass, it has also become a popular drink in bars.
The mint julip was originally a cocktail made of brandy, sugar, and mint. However, later, cheaper whiskey was used as the base spirit, resulting in the current combination of whiskey, sugar, mint, lemon juice, and crushed ice.
The Mint Julipe comes in a special silver glass and is served with plenty of crushed ice, making it perfect for summer. It has a rich and sweet flavor that most girls would love.
"Bang, bang."
Two glasses of wine landed on the table with a resounding thud, but that wasn't the end of it.
The price of special services is equivalent to about half a year's expenses for an ordinary family. For a family of three, a few silver coins can provide a very sumptuous meal for a day, or half a week if they eat only black bread and are frugal.
The purchasing power of one gold coin is equivalent to that of one hundred silver coins, which gives you an idea of the weight of this cup of wine.
It was only because Saint Karina received a large sum of money from the finance minister, that greasy fat pig Francis, that she was able to afford to spend money at the tavern.
"You seem a little inexperienced. Is this your first time receiving special services? Should I leave from here?"
Sensing that Miss Champagne was a little nervous, Saint Karina made a suggestion.
"No... no need."
She shook her head slowly but firmly, let out a soft sigh, and loosened the elastic band on her front.
The boob area of this dress is made of a unique, sheer fabric that differs from the main body. The elastic band at the front cradles the woman's ample bosom. By simply stretching the elastic band and pulling it down, the girl's full, rounded breasts can be easily revealed.
This kind of clothing is the work uniform that female public relations professionals wear. It is more conservative than the physical therapist's profession of wearing the emperor's new clothes and doing the work directly, but it is more revealing and erotic than proper professional clothing... It is almost as if it was designed specifically for breastfeeding.
102. The Shopkeeper Cursed by the God of Machines
The tassels at the edges were slightly taut, and Miss Champagne's white cat ears trembled slightly, making her look very nervous.
Her snow-white breasts were already resting on the rim of the cup, and a few drops of milk foam clung to the bright red cherry. Then, she opened the lid of the milk, and with a tremor, finally, strands of snow-white juice seeped out.
"Hey."
Perhaps it was shyness, perhaps it was embarrassment, mixed with a few indescribable feelings.
A tingling sensation began to run down my spine, like an electric current was passing through it.
Then, as if a dam had burst, white liquid continuously seeped from the tap of the milk carton and dripped into the wine in the glass.
Although it was just dripping, it didn't stop, and soon, small patches of milk residue covered the entire surface of the cup.
"Please use this."
"Okay, you can wipe it with paper first."
Saint Karina didn't mind; she drank both glasses of wine in one gulp.
The taste is not bad. The taste of milk wine is different from that of milk tea. Each has its own unique characteristics.
The second cup of St. Karina was originally intended for Philomena, but she declined.
Next, Saint Karina did not make any further impolite or unnecessary moves towards Miss Champagne. Instead, she used the extra cost of a few more glasses of wine to extract the information she wanted about the noblewoman.
"In fact, she is a regular here. And she has a particular fondness for my type of demi-human race. Every time she comes, she orders a bunch of women and drinks and makes merry."
Seemingly recalling that stimulating image that made her stomach bloat and her cheeks flush, Miss Champagne's face turned even redder than when she was making milk wine.
"However, I was only called out once, and because of the crowd, after she drank the other sisters' milk wine, she started arguing with them and didn't drink mine at all."
At this point, Miss Champagne's voice became even softer, because she remembered something even more embarrassing.
"I felt it was a waste to throw it away. Anyway, this big spender would pay the bill and wouldn't care whether the wine was thrown away or drunk by himself or someone else. So I... I drank the wine I made myself."
Saint Karina was somewhat dumbfounded as she drank the special service she had prepared herself.
On the surface, she appeared to be listening attentively, but in her heart, she genuinely admired Miss Champagne's seemingly omnipotent poverty.
After that, having gathered all the information, Saint Karina had no intention of staying any longer.
She learned from Philomena that Esther wouldn't be returning tonight, but would be busy with her own affairs. Now that she had received this good news, Saint Karina naturally wanted to get to work quickly to obtain the scroll to dispel the spell.
As for the consequences of not returning home at night, she believed that Miss Philomena, the spy, would conceal everything and pretend that she was in the side hall all night.
In reality, Santa Karina did this because she was thinking about how to use her female identity to get closer to him.
A direct assault is certainly possible, but the consequences of failure are something Saint Karina is unwilling to accept. The Grand Duke's only daughter cannot be without bodyguards. A defeated Saint Karina will not receive the protection of the young emperor's royal family, but will be abandoned, or left with only two options: to use the Unsealing Stone again to forcibly take down the opponent.
Neither the former nor the latter is something Saint Karina would want to see.
According to the young emperor, this Grand Duke is the leader of the noble faction and the one who deliberately let the demons in without resistance.
Brenda's predecessor, who was also Brenda's mother, arranged for a woman from the royal family to marry a Grand Duke in order to resolve internal problems; it was a political marriage.
This approach did solidify her rule, but it brought even greater trouble to the young Emperor Brenda.
Because the Grand Duke's ambitions were growing, he was no longer satisfied with merely being a descendant of the family with a thin royal bloodline, but hoped that his only daughter could become the new female emperor.
The demons promised them that as long as they obeyed their rule, they could maintain their current status, and the Grand Duke's daughter would rightfully ascend the throne, citing Ernest XV's incompetence.
This is a win-win situation, but also a betrayal of Brenda...
"By the way, Miss Champagne, may I apply for the job? Actually, although I'm not short of money, I really want to get to know that person."
Who that "big shot" refers to is obvious to everyone who knows.
Although Champagne has only been at the bar for a short time, much of the news about it has already spread throughout the nightclub.
The Lorian Empire is a place that allows and strongly supports same-sex marriage. As the only heir to the Grand Duke's marriage, the Grand Duke's only daughter naturally attracts countless ladies who want to get close to her, even if the other party is a notorious playboy.
Moreover, the other party comes to the [Tavern] almost every night to have fun, milk wine is indispensable, and they especially like to call out newcomers.
Almost every newcomer received a referral fee from this person.
As for those whose "red pills" were taken away, or those who had sexual relations, both would be given an extra, substantial fee for their "pleasure."
The Grand Duke certainly didn't like his daughter coming to such places of pleasure, but he thought that his future daughter was going to be an emperor and would definitely have a harem. Rather than letting her indulge in the feelings of a certain woman, his ruthless and flirtatious personality was more suitable for being an emperor.
"I understand, come with me."
Miss Champagne blinked. She was in an exceptionally good mood today because she had made a fortune. She looked at Saint Karina and thought she was very pretty, as if she wanted to plaster a big "good person" sign on her face.
"Boom boom boom——"
"Boom boom boom——"
There was a knock on the door, and Miss Champagne led Saint Karina and Philomena directly to the job interview location.
There are more than one manager in the nightclub. Although Miss Champagne likes Saint Karina very much, she does not want her to be assigned to a cold-hearted manager like herself.
She led Santa Karina to the nightclub manager, where a woman in the room was playing with a delicate object that was emitting a steady pulsating sound.
It was a mechanical heart with a brass-like sheen, through which one could see rotating gears and intricate mechanical circuits. The gears and circuits combined to form various mechanical assemblies, enabling it to "beat" continuously.
"Only one bar of energy left... should be enough to get through the night."
She placed the mechanical heart into the location of her heart while looking in the full-length mirror in the lounge.
If someone were to enter at this moment, they would be terrified by what they saw—the nightclub manager was standing naked in front of the mirror, her beautiful black dress pulled down to her waist, with a hole slightly larger than a bowl cut into the chest, the shape of which perfectly matched the mechanical heart in her hand.
The part inside the gap wasn't flesh and blood, but metal. Of course, this body wasn't entirely metal; only the heart was.
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