I Was Reincarnated as the Prince in a Villainess Story, so I’ll Use My Cheat Knowledge to Create a Noble Lady Harem and Make Them All Happy - 7

Chapter 7: Public Bathhouses and the System of Legal Prostitution

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Valis took a sip of tea, then let his eyes sweep over the stack of documents before him. From this point forward, it would be a move both cautious and bold, one that concerned the very foundation of the nation itself.

The policies had already achieved remarkable success in the cities, but the rural regions remained an untouched frontier. The pile of documents contained operational reports from public bathhouses established over the past ten years, medical data on changes in disease rates, and statistics on worker retention and productivity.

“—Mortality rate down thirty percent, labor hours during the off-season up sixteen percent, and average lifetime labor extended by four years.”

Valis muttered the words under his breath, impressed.

In the urban centers, the establishment of public bathhouses had proven to be nothing short of a cultural revolution. They had become more than just places to stay clean. They were considered as “crossroads of daily life,” where people gathered, shared news, and healed both body and mind.

So why, then, did the villages still lack such institutions? The answer was simple. One reason was physical distance. Another was a cultural barrier. In conservative villages, the idea of exposing one’s naked body in public still provoked deep discomfort. And when it came to matters of sex, especially the introduction of a legal prostitution system—even the cities had endured fierce debate.

Valis tapped a finger against the desk. Sex was instinct. It could not be denied. If so, then it must not be rejected, but rather, incorporated into the framework of society.

“…Pleasure is not a sin. Which is precisely why, it must be given order.”

This philosophy had formed the core of the national policy Valis himself had proposed ten years ago, and by now it had taken root as formal law. Yet, making a law was far easier than making people obey it.

The acceptance of the prostitution system in the cities had not come from tolerance toward sex. Quite the opposite. It had been a necessary measure to stop the spread of violence, exploitation, and illegal prostitution that were destroying public safety. 

The first licensed district, Luciere Lane, had been established in the southern quarter of the royal capital. Crime there had soared to three times the city’s average. Prostitution rings, drugs, child abduction, and smuggling had all taken root, preying on the poor. That was where Valis had intervened.

But not with a sword. He came in with law and structure. Under administrative management, he mandated age verification, medical examinations, and formal labor contracts. Even pricing, working conditions, and client eligibility were regulated by law.

Not only women, but also men, and even those who were asexual or had physical disabilities. They were all guaranteed legal recognition as “workers” within society. Furthermore, he incorporated Archive Arts into the facilities. He introduced arcane techniques for “physical assessment” and “pleasure modulation,” ensuring maximum protection against accidents, exploitation, and addiction.

Within five years, Luciere Lane had transformed into one of the safest districts in the capital. The women once employed there as prostitutes now worked as sexual health instructors at the Royal Academy, educating the next generation.

Valis picked up the report. The page depicted a former prostitute teaching a young village girl about sexual health. The woman smiled and the girl nodded.

“This is the future.”

The words escaped his lips. Not to push sexuality underground, but to bring it into the light so the society could regulate it,  educate, and protect human dignity. However, applying that same model to the rural regions required a new stage of development. In the cities, information spread quickly. Model cases were visible. But in the villages, there was none of that.

Messages on horseback could reach them, but ideology could not.He took up his pen and wrote a new heading across the parchment.

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【Rural Sexual Education Initiative (First Draft)】

Promotion of local bathhouse construction (Magical water circulation furnaces + elemental magic heat converters)

Deployment of traveling sexual health instructors alongside public health workers

Establishment of “Welfare Center” (tentative name) modeled on licensed facilities

(Community-run, participatory structure)

Integration with welfare programs for the elderly, unmarried, and disabled

Standardization of local consensus-building processes

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“First, it must be a structure that gains approval from the village chief, the church, and the youth association. They’re the three pillars of rural authority.”

Another document joined the pile on his desk. But there was no longer any hesitation in his movements. The Valis who had passed through his first night would never waver again. He would change the nation and protect the world where she lived.

“…The first trial shall be in the duchy of Elfein. The governance there is stable. It will make a fitting experimental ground.”

A new fire lit in his heart. The success of this plan would become a major milestone. If the system took shape properly, he could entrust future expansions to local nobles,

allowing the model to spread throughout the nation at accelerating speed. Truthfully, he had been working himself nearly to death until now, but since being joined with Reina, he no longer needed her to remind him that he must also make time to be with her.

“All right! I’ll go there, lock down the plan, and rush right back for some serious flirting! Long vacation, here I come!”

If his attendants had been present, they would surely have turned in shock at his shout of enthusiasm. His lovey-dovey life had only just begun.

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