Noticing him standing still facing the exit, like a hare, Aily tossed herself forward before locking her arms and embracing his legs.
"What are you doing?" His brows elevated, Virus asked.
"Please don't leave just like that. They're going to punish me if you do. Do it with me!"
"…"
"I beg you…" Tears covered the corner of Aily's eyes as she implored. The fate that awaited her in case of failure was so horrible that honestly, she preferred death over it.
On one hand, she desired nothing but escaping from this nightmarish house of terror, on the other hand, she was horrified at the mere imagination of being punished so savagely as the other disobedient prostitutes had been so far.
"I got it, so let go of me now. I'll help you." Seeing Aily in that weak and vulnerable position, Virus' mind jumped back to the scene of him nearly getting killed by the gang of barbarians only to encounter a cheeky woman who deemed herself the hero on a grand quest of saving the damsel in distress. That instantly forced an amused grin over Virus' profile as he accepted to aid Aily a bit.
And yet, filled with doubt and hesitation, she refused to let go.
"I promise."
Only after listening to him promise did Aily gradually let go of Virus' leg as she looked up at him with puppy eyes.
"Just watch me resolve this issue." Vocalizing that, Virus shouted, "Stewardess!"
In reaction, Aily's countenance went ashen white since she assumed Virus was about to betray her trust and notify the stewardess about her clinginess and everything else.
Soon, the stewardess in charge of guiding the customers to their allocated space arrived at the scene before asking, "Yes, dear client, is there something you're displeased with?" Simultaneously, he glared at Aily, furrowing her brows. It was obvious she was threatening Aily with the look in her eyes that screamed, 'You're dead meat if you did anything wrong, bitch!'
"I realized you sent me a virgin, is that correct?" His expression absolutely grim and dark, Virus inquired.
Putting her slim hand over her lips, the stewardess misunderstood him. "Ah, are you perhaps not into virgins? Since it's your first girl, I thought we should offer you a memorable one."
"No, that is not the case, what I'm trying to say is that I'm very content with this woman, wonderful taste! However, I'm not going to deflower her just yet." With his brows raised and pulled together, Virus proclaimed.
"However, I want her alone to serve me from no onward. Moreover, I want her to remain chaste and get ready to acpany me every time I pay a visit."
Slightly unsure about this development, the stewardess didn't know how to respond. "Ah, dear client, that is…"
To be frank, in the past, the stewardess had e across several such cases where a client madly fell in love with one of their prostitutes and tried having a monopoly over them as they even paid extra fees so the brothel won't face any loss due to one girl less.
Alas, the stewardess knew that never ended well for the client since some of the trained prostitutes eventually just couldn't tolerate the lack of dicks and betrayed with the other customers.
On one occasion, one client fell head over heels for a certain prostitute and in fact, that prostitute was infatuated with the man as well. Woefully, one night, seeing her resist the advances of several powerful clients, the annoyed clients had gang-banged her until the madly in-love client came only to witness that prostitute screaming in utmost pleasure while being filled with cum in every one of her holes.
Sadly, that seemed to break the man apart pletely as he left the scene with tears and hatred in her eyes.
Most noteworthy of all, however, was the fact that later on, she received the news that the madly in-love man had suddenly gone insane as he attacked those group of gang bangers somewhere.
Albeit, at the very end, all his rage was capable of eliminating one of them alone before the remaining ones mercilessly executed him in his standing position.
What followed afterward was nothing but wave after wave of headaches for the brothel. And that was why she was hesitant to accept.
Mistaking the silence as a sign of rejection, Virus' profile went extremely dark. "I can at least ask for that much with my special membership privileges, right?"
"Y-yes, if you insist, we'll do per your request." Despite confirming, internally, another line was bubbling through her brain, 'Well, what can if he desires to be a moth madly in love with the flame?'
"Good. Then I'll see you soon again." Grabbing the stewardess' shoulder all of a sudden, without any warnings, he unleashed his cultivation energy and concentrated it all on her. "You truly understood my meaning, right?"
Being put under that much pressure, beads of sweat began rolling down the stewardess' already pale face who admitted, "Yes, I understand. She will be only yours, dear customer. She will neither serve another client nor will other men touch her, I'll try my best to keep that promise." Vowing that sentence, a helpless countenance dominated the stewardess' face, 'Let's hope my best effort is enough.'
Meanwhile, another thought sent a shiver down her spine, 'But he was a strong cultivator all along. I shouldn't do something to incur his wrath or hostility or it will be tricky to resolve the situation in case he goes mad like that poor bastard in the past.'
"Good! I couldn't be more pleased with this place, see you later." With that, turning toward the relieved Aily, he merely winked at her before going away.
…
As time elapsed, the fliers were finally ready for distribution.
"Grab the fliers, also, get one copy of that Low-Human attack technique 'Delirious Judgment Slash'." Pointing at a specific shelf, Virus instructed.. After a brief explanation of what they were going to do next, Virus, Archibald, and Augustus closed and left the shop.
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