Published: August 15, 2025
…Is he drunk?
No, it feels more like he’s dizzy and just waiting for it to pass.
…What’s going on? Could it be that his favorite prostitute has banned him from coming, and he’s completely down about it?
If that’s the case, I definitely want to hear the story. That sounds like it would be really interesting. Smirking, I crouched down in front of the man.
“Hello~ Are you alright? Did something sad happen?”
The man looked up, and I couldn’t help but exclaim, “Wow.”
What a… ridiculously handsome man!
He was much younger than I expected—about seventeen or eighteen. A little younger than me, still a boy. But that didn’t matter; he was strikingly good-looking. His deeply chiseled, dignified face with gently drooping eyes—and although Dilz strongly worships fair skin, his complexion, which would usually be frowned upon, instead gave off an exotic allure. His green eyes rimmed by thick, dark lashes were utterly seductive.
I’m not usually into younger guys, but a beautiful boy like this is definitely worth admiring.
Unaware that the elder sister looking down at him so worriedly was thinking such naughty thoughts, the boy frowned and stood up, shaking his head.
“…Ah, no, it’s nothing, really. Thank you.”
Oh my, he’s very tall. I’m not short myself, but I had to crane my neck to look up at him. Not just his height, but his broad shoulders and chest were muscular and well-built.
This kid must be the son of a very wealthy family. Beauty costs money. Even if his facial features are natural, his skin and hair clearly reflect a privileged lifestyle: sleeping peacefully in a clean bedroom, eating healthy meals, using fine soap and fragrant oils to groom himself daily. And his clothes—those are high-end, not something you’d find in this market. The black fabric somehow looks lavish, embroidered with complex golden patterns by a top craftsman—one of a kind for sure.
…Oh dear, my heart is racing.
This encounter… could it be a super miracle business opportunity!?
I force a bright, full smile once again.
“Well, that’s good to hear. So, why are you here? If you’re in trouble, please tell me.”
Most people, especially men, would open their hearts instantly with that smile. But he frowned more, clearly annoyed, and said in a low voice,
“I don’t need anything. Leave me alone.”
“Oh… what’s wrong? Did I say something rude?”
I tried to grab the hem of his clothes, but he shrugged me off and quickly left the alley, striding onto the main street. Hmm, his legs are long and he walks fast.
I trotted along behind him.
“Did you get banned? Or did you just pick a dud? If you tell me your type, I can guide you around. I’ve been in business around here for years, so I know this area pretty well.”
“I didn’t come here to buy prostitutes.”
That was said curtly and very unhappily. Indeed, a handsome young master from such a wealthy family could have any number of mistresses without going to a brothel. Then why was he here…?
Sensing I wouldn’t let go until he answered properly, the boy muttered through clenched teeth.
“…It’s the opposite. My parents and my retainer brought me here to force me to mess around with girls a bit.”
“Oh, my.”
“They’re fed up because I keep refusing marriage proposals. They want the experienced elder sister to teach me how a romanticist trapped in naïve ideals I am.”
“Hoho, I see.”
So he’s the heir of a family where marriage is mandatory.
…Wait, could this boy be…?
I quickened my pace and closed the distance between us.
“So, you escaped from your family? But if you have to go home at night, they’ll just drag you out again tomorrow, won’t they?”
“Uh… yeah. Actually, it’s been like that for several days now.”
“Soon you might even get delivered to your bedroom. Oh dear, young master, you have it rough.”
“Hmm…”
He gave a complicated reply.
“In that case, why not just give up and really enjoy it? My regular clients include noble gentlemen who frequent high-class brothels filled with elegant beauties.”