In a World Where Chastity is Reversed, I Ended Up Working as a Hot Spring Attendant - Chapter 121-122

Chapter 121: Idle Talk – Stone Collecting (Misago’s Perspective)

(A huge Hisui has fallen.)

I make such a joke to myself. It’s a giant humanoid Hisui, about 150 centimeters tall.

Exhausted and out of breath, Hisui-san was lying defenseless on the beach.

I wrestle with my inner thoughts—wanting to scoop him up and take him home, then drain him until he can’t stand anymore.

(Heh heh, when it comes to exercise, this is the real deal, right?)

In that vein, I would love to engage in endless sweaty fun until I’m tired of it.

The fact that he doesn’t have much stamina and his defenselessness make him incredibly cute.

I glance over to see Hachikuma-nee keeping an eye on bystanders from a short distance away.

Still, collecting jade from around here would only fetch a few thousand yen per piece at most, which is expensive for stones but doesn’t compare to our Hisui-san.

In just the past few days, the surge of reservations Hisui-san caused has moved quite a bit of money.

Who knows how much a single drop of the semen I recently delivered to the government will be worth in the market?

He probably doesn’t realize it, but just the projected earnings at the inn have already comfortably reached six figures in yen.

This is the effect of one “poster boy.” Our all-female-run establishment, which was once deserted, is now thriving as if the quiet days never happened.

(It’s definitely thanks to that Hisui-san, isn’t it?)

He’s kind to everyone, unfazed by others, and eager when it comes to naughty things.

It’s almost too convenient, like something that escaped from a fantasy world—like an angel or a lucky spirit.

(How could I ever repay him for this?)

Unconsciously, I rub my belly, which has been generously filled by him.

The market value for a natural male who can impregnate someone is in the tens of thousands, even reaching hundreds of thousands at times, depending on the circumstances. It’s mostly an underground business, though.

Once, I looked down on being born a woman and felt a small despair, but that was a long time ago.

(Now, I think I might be one of the happiest people around, right?)

I can’t help but grin.

(And tonight, I’ll get more of him, too.)

Well, anyway, I wonder if that’s a good one.

I spot a promising-looking stone from a distance, dash over, crouch down to pick it up, and jump up to inspect it in the sunlight. Yep, it’s a hit.

I secure a small one, about the size of my fingertip, and smile.

It’s small, but the color is good, so it could be used as an accessory headpiece.

At the edge of my vision, Hisui-san, after rebooting, got caught up with some quartz and fox stones. Hachikuma-nee was already heading over to explain things. Even from afar, it looked like a miss. But his clumsiness is adorable too.

It looks like some kind of older-woman-and-younger-boy play. Even Hachikuma-nee’s face had softened quite a bit.

As far as dates go, it wasn’t bad at all.

Still, it seems I’ve worn him out too much, so maybe we should wrap things up soon?

Even from a distance, I could see Hisui-san’s legs trembling quite a bit.

~Additional notes from the author:
– In the story, the mating fee ranges from tens of thousands to millions of yen: Tens of thousands for D-rank (sterile), hundreds of thousands for C-rank, and millions for B-rank. If it’s A-rank, it can even reach tens of millions. If someone like Kohaku personally takes a liking to them, the lodging fee alone becomes a bargain. But some people leave generous tips.

– If someone tries to use money to directly negotiate for exclusive rights, Yata-chan doesn’t hesitate to strip them clean, which is why the rates are set this way.

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Chapter 122: Let’s Sign That Document (Kiyora’s Perspective)

“Well then, shall we go handle the paperwork?”

After the victory celebration and some, um, “handling,” I was guided to a different room. Suddenly, a voice spoke up, leaving me confused.

“Uh, paperwork for what?”

“This.”

The paper fluttered out, and everyone’s eyes went wide.

It was a “Marriage Registration Form”.

Moreover, the husband’s name was already filled in.

(You could get in trouble for this, you know?)

I quickly swallowed that thought. It would be a hassle if it got retracted here.

“A save point, or a marker, or perhaps a promise? Something like that is necessary, right?”

Hisui had a devilish smile on his face as he said that.

Husband:
Umino Hisui

Wife:
1. Misago Umino
2. Hachikuma Yamano
3. Yata Umino
4. Tsuburi Yamada
5. Suzume Tagami
6. Tsumugi Umino

Witness: Toki Umino

The top two names, already registered, were printed, and the newly added names were written by hand below them.

“So, please sign your name.”

“Y-yes!”

When urged again, my reply came out in a shaky, high-pitched voice. I nervously looked around, wondering if I had just embarrassed myself.

But everyone was smiling gently, as if they found the situation charming. Hachikuma gave me a silent “Just sign it already” look.

7. Kiyora Minazawa

After writing my name, I let out a deep sigh. Even though it was just a few letters, I felt completely drained by the strange pressure. Am I about to die or something?

I muttered such nonsense in my head.

“Alright, good job. Next.”

Kotori signed her name as well.

8. Kotori Aketa

After she finished, she also collapsed in exhaustion.

“So, here’s the deal. Are you satisfied now?”

As Hisui spoke, everyone who had been watching anxiously—led by the reporter from earlier—nodded in agreement. I wondered if hiding it had any real meaning.

“By the way, there are still some blank spaces…”

The question was asked in a rather suggestive tone.

“Yes!”

Someone enthusiastically raised their hand.

“Go ahead.”

“I can write it too?”

“Of course.”

“How much will the allowance be?”

That’s certainly a vital question. We had already discussed it, but after talking with him, it turned out it was practically free.

“It’s very cheap. You could say it’s almost free,” Hachikuma answered.

They seemed to have adopted a strategy of intentionally withholding, slightly scaring off people, but accepting anyone who persisted. Closing her eyes, the person took a deep breath and quickly wrote.

9. Ayaha Kiriya

10. Kana Doi

The two members of the reporter team signed. The victory now felt a bit meaningless, but I decided not to dwell on it.

“Well, since we’re at it, why not?”

Apparently, even our former ping-pong rivals were now considered potential brides.

“Is that okay?”

“Yes,” Hisui nodded.

11. Kurai Yozora

It was practically a formality at this point. I sighed inwardly while thinking: “Of course it came to this”.

“Now, if you’re prepared and decide to charge in, we’ll accept you, but let’s keep this quiet for now. Adding too many at once would be a problem.”

The reporter nodded vigorously.

“By the way, when the time comes, your name can just disappear from this document, you know?”

“Obviously,” Yata said, smiling as if that were the most natural thing in the world.

That authoritative way of speaking brought everyone back from their dreamy state, as if a bucket of cold water had been dumped on them. All of them nodded stiffly.