In a World Where Chastity is Reversed, I Ended Up Working as a Hot Spring Attendant - Chapter 104

“By the way, should we report this over there?”

I asked without thinking, referring to social media or forums.

“Hmm.”

“Maybe after we book the next session?”

“Yeah, that makes sense.”

Everyone nodded in agreement at this compromise.

“To be honest, I’d prefer to wait until we’re married or at least after we’ve done some more stuff, but…”

I admit it’s a bit of wishful thinking.

“If we go down that path, there’s no end in sight.”

It feels a bit unfair to the reclusive locals who can’t join in the live experience.

“For now, should we just say to stop contacting us by phone and on the website?”

“Whatever we say, it’ll get out eventually, so maybe later.”

“Judging by their tone, everything should be ready by the next time we come.”

Since bookings are full until next month, if we come again, we’ll have to wait two or three months. If we announce it too soon, our next visit might not happen for six months or even longer. Given that we found this place with that information, others will likely find it too.

“Not sure how far we can go, though.”

But with endless possibilities, it wouldn’t be surprising if everyone here ends up as close sisters.

“The stuff I filmed is also waiting for approval and magazine release.”

“Let’s just hope the online news doesn’t get ahead of us.”

Everyone around me sighed.

It’s not really our place to say since we jumped the gun and came early. Honestly, just the memory of that hug could sustain me for a lifetime. But with this promising situation, I can’t help but let my imagination and desires run wild.

For now, I’d love to just stay naked, hugging and cuddling forever.

At the very least, I want to talk with that person a bit more, maybe even secure a marriage promise, though that might be asking too much. Still, I’d like some assurance that next time, they’ll help me break through that barrier.

It feels like a success story I could never have imagined is unfolding before me. The big bodyguard and the small one are quite intimidating, but since they haven’t forbidden flirting, there must be a chance. Should I just charge forward?

I hope they’re not so heavily guarded that even speaking to them would get me arrested.

Like in those old action games, I pray that I won’t be reflected and hurt if I approach at the wrong time.

With these thoughts in mind, I quickly change and head to the reception desk to book the next session. It’s a bit of a wait, but with this to look forward to, I can keep going.

“By the way, could we shorten the waiting time if we all slept together in a big room?”

This sudden suggestion made everyone murmur excitedly for a moment.

“Like those school trip accommodations?”

“That could work.”

“Group discount?”

Honestly, we barely know each other beyond our online handles and hangouts, but at times like these, the sense of camaraderie is incredible.

“The rooms are mostly tatami style, so as long as we have enough futons, it should be doable.”

The receptionist seemed a bit troubled, but didn’t outright deny the idea. There are probably considerations like meal capacity, bed availability, and simple lodging plans to balance.

“But wouldn’t it be awkward if, you know, something happened?”

This unexpected comment made everyone’s eyes widen.

Would we all be waiting eagerly, just to end up in a chaotic mess?

Thinking back to how exhausted everyone was earlier, the hug was a lucky draw, but what would happen if someone really got lucky? Or got too lucky?

We all exchanged glances, realizing that it could indeed be an awkward situation since not everyone would strike gold.

“Is that possible?”

One of us asked hesitantly.

“It might be, but I can’t say for sure.”

The receptionist smiled mischievously, holding a finger to her lips in a gesture for silence.

“Anyway, it would be a problem if it caused a fuss, so keep this quiet, okay?”

She added a wink and crossed her fingers to emphasize the secrecy.

So sly. Even from a woman’s perspective, her actions were charming and cute.

—

Back in my room, I retrieved my valuables from the safe and unconsciously opened a forum on my smartphone.

I reconsidered whether I should post anything.

Oh well, just browsing should be fine.

I opened the usual site.

—

Meanwhile, on the forum, in the usual thread:

“It’s unusually quiet here, isn’t it?”

“I think the first investigation team has arrived by now.”

“But there’s no word from them.”

“Usually, they’d be shouting about not finding anything by now.”

“I’d love to have a drink and laugh about their failures.”

“They’ve already shown what needs to be seen. No more to say.”

“Silent.”

“Can’t talk.”

“Huh?”

“What?”

“What’s going on?”

“Oh no, that place, it’s gotten more expensive and is fully booked for four months.”

“What?!”

“Oh no, I messed up!”

“What happened?”

“They hit the jackpot!”

“When the usual members go quiet, it’s like the canary system kicking in.”

“I’m way too late.”

“Serves you right, idiot.”

Click, click

“Phew, well, I managed to get a reservation. How big of a jackpot is it?”

“How do I put it? It’s good.”

“It’s really good.”

“Unprecedentedly good. There’s nothing more to say.”

“There’s a lot of people there!”

“They’re swarming in.”

“It’s like one of those Kurosawa films where people keep appearing from under the floor and from the ceiling.”

“Probably a gag order or a no-spoiler rule in place. For now, just tell those idiots who keep asking to shut up and stop bothering the inn.”

“Just go, you’ll understand when you get there.”

“I feel like we’re saying everything without actually saying anything.”

“You won’t regret it.”

“Just going there will give you enough stories for a lifetime.”

“It’ll be a thrill, I think.”

“Probably worth it.”

“It’s like heaven.”

“It’s fine!”

“It’s clean!”

“Not sure about the clean part.”

“There’s a bit of a feminine smell, but given the population ratio, that’s unavoidable.”

“It’s green!”

“As in safe!”

“The inn is really a great place!”

As usual, the thread was bustling.

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~Postscript

About the scenario of sneaking into a girls’ room during a school trip—Hisui might actually enjoy it. He’s not a phoenix, so his endurance might be an issue, though.