'I need a favor for the rest of my life, little Hermes!

　In the midst of the tainted brothel, Ortiz crossed his hands in prayer and squirmed with a superior look in his eyes.
　And in addition, he's sitting upright, which is pretty much asking for it.

'How many lifetimes do you have?'

　For now, I did the usual tweaks. That's the end of the set.
　I'll just go into it as much as a formality, and then I'll listen to what you have to say.

"What is it this time, have you been drinking good wine in Pindos again?
No, that's a normal request for later.
It's gonna be separate.

　Well, it's not that expensive of a drink if you're that flippant, and that's fine.
　It's more of a 'lifetime request'.

'You know, your sister is coming to Pindos.
You have a sister?
No, I mean, like a whore, like a semaphore.
I see.

　That being said, it made sense.
　I'm not a character where Ortizia calls her own sister 'big sister'.

''What's wrong with that sempai?''
She's an incredibly popular prostitute. Have you ever heard of Hestia Mercouri?
No,

　I've never heard that name before.
　I've met every Ortiz in the world.

Well, she's a very popular prostitute. Reservations, inquiries. They're all booked up to three years ahead of time, Lisa.
That's great.
They want to take a break and come to my place for a while, but then they find out, and now they're rushing to me. So, Hermes!　I hope you'll be my sister's guest for the ten days you're here. Just a formality!

　Oltia clasps her hands together and bows her head again.
　His eyes, which glanced upward, had a strong color of pleading in them.

'I see, so you want to monopolize the appointment and not do anything. There are some people who try to screw you when they are available, but not so much if there are other customers.
'Yes!　I'll let you do whatever you want afterwards. Yes!　A lifetime of begging!

　Another lifetime request that came up again.
　You must really want to help your "sister".

I'll be fine.
Really?
'You just nominate and don't have to do anything else, right?'
'Yes!　Oh, though I'd be glad to have you in the room with me to cover the eyes of others.
Yeah, that's right. Yeah, that's right.
Thank you!

　Ortiz jumped on me and put his arms around my neck and hugged me.
　This carefree expression of emotion, a familiarity that isn't just s*xy and erotic.
　I somehow thought that this was one of the reasons why Oltia was a popular prostitute.

　　　　　☆

　A few days later, inside the same brothel.
　As I wait in the sitting room, which was prepared in the form of a private party, the sliding door is opened and a woman is revealed.

　It is not flashy, but she is dressed in a dress that combines elegance and s*xiness.
　Her gestures and demeanor are elegant but lustrous, giving the impression that she is a popular prostitute.

It's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Hestia.

　Hestia came into the room and gave me a shush.

　That's when her long hair fluttered and spilled over her shoulders.
　I'm not sure what to make of it, but I'm sure it's a good idea.

　Huh, an ear-long tribe (elves), huh?
　It's rare to find elves who rarely come out to human settlements and who are holed up in forests all over the world working as prostitutes.

　I'm sure there's a reason for this, but I won't go into it.

I'm Hermes, and I'm sure you've heard from Ortiz.
I can't thank the Lord enough.
Don't worry about it. I'll make myself at home here, so you do what you want. You okay with that?
....
What, you look like a pigeon eating a peashooter like that?
Are you experiencing nothing wrong with your body, Lord?
Body?　No, I don't mind.
....

　Hestia looked more and more surprised.
　'What is it?'　Doesn't there have to be something wrong with it?

The wretch seems to release his scent from his body.

　Hestia spoke up suddenly.

'Scent?　Yeah, it does smell good.
...that scent drives a man crazy.
Crazy?
The scent itself seems to have a powerful aphrodisiac and aphrodisiac effect.
Yeah.

　That's great.

'It's handy for work--oh, so you're talking about not getting a break.

　Hestia nodded quietly.

　I see.
　If the body odor has an effect and he can't get in and out of it (or so he says), then he's a good whore, but on the other hand, he won't have time to rest.
　If it's at the level of "driving a man crazy", you're going to be in a lot of trouble.

　Well, that kind of stuff doesn't work for me.

"Don't worry about it. You can rest now. "Don't worry about it, you can get some rest. I'll bill Ortiz for everything. You said you'd do whatever you wanted to do.
Thank you, sir.

　When the conversation was over, I turned away from Hestia and looked out the window.
　Outside the open window I could see the prosperous city of Pindos.
　He looked at it, not doing anything in particular.

　Ortiz asked that I fill Hestia's schedule as a guest and be a bulwark against the other guests.

　In other words, I can accomplish that just by being a goofball here.
　I'm good at goofing off. I'm so used to it.
　In order to avoid making mistakes in many ways, I've decided not to even drink this time.

　Phew ... perfect.

　When I was goofing off like that for a while, I felt Hestia's presence become rather quiet.

　When I turned around, I saw Hestia rowing a boat while sitting in the sitting room.

　I didn't really care about the rowing itself, but as soon as I turned around, the wind blew in through the window and the sleeping Hestia shuddered and shuddered.

''If you catch a cold, Ortizia will hate you for it.

　Muttering, he closed the window, approached Hestia and gently draped his jacket over her.

'Ah...'

　I thought I was being polite, but I woke up Hestia.
　She looks at me at close range and scowls at me.

'You can lie down if you're tired,'

　I said, and went back to the window.

　Hestia was surprised and noticed the jacket I had put on for her shortly afterwards.

''Well thank you,''

　He turned over and gently touched one shoulder of the jacket he'd put on.
　His face was slightly red.

　I guess he liked me a little, well, at least this much.

　I hung the jacket on the trembling woman.
　Even if this action is found out by someone else, I'm perfectly fine with it.
　It doesn't matter what you're capable of, or what your character is, if you have the nerve to do it.

　I don't know why people often find out what I do, but I don't mind being found out.
　I spent my time with Hestia like a gentleman.

　　　　　☆

　For a while after that, I went to the brothel every day.
　I went to the brothel every day, as Ortizia had asked me to do for the rest of my life, and I became Hestia's bulwark.

　I didn't do anything in particular.
　Part of it was that Hestia's presence didn't want "anything" and I knew it was dangerous to mess with her.

　The aphrodisiac pheromones that Hestia was emitting from her body.
　It doesn't work on me, which is why I don't do anything about it.

　In a case like this, if I did anything to make it not work, I'd fall into a trap.
　It's happened before. So I don't do anything.

　We've had the occasional conversation.

"Do you come to the brothel often, Master?
"Easy.
She doesn't say anything about it, sir?
I'm not here yet.

　What an unimportant conversation it was.
　I could feel our minds getting closer.

　The first day I was a little wary of him, but after the middle of the day, he wasn't at all.
　Maybe it was partly because they liked me a little bit.

　So ten days passed since I continued to go to the brothel.
　Nothing happened with Hestia, but we got to know each other a little better.

　The promised ten days passed.

　　　　　☆

My lord, my liege. Good morning, Das.

　I was about to leave my office and go into town when Nassos grabbed me in the yard.

　Nassos, a former debt collector who had been recruited before.
　Apparently, he had a talent for tax collection, and he's been using the Cano family ever since.

'Oh,'
Speaking of which, my lord, did you hear that rumor, Das?
"Rumor?
A whore from the capital, a whore of a whore.
Hmm?　Yeah, just in case.

　I blurted out my reply and tried to be vague.

'Rumor has it she's very pretty, Das.'
Is it that much?
'Yes Das. But Das has hardly been seen since he came to Pindos. Rumor has it that he's been with the same man all these years, Das.
Yeah.

　I grabbed my head and made the usual smooches.
　That much is to be expected.

　A very famous prostitute, the extent to which it was taking the same customers all the time, was usually expected to be a rumor.
　That's why I kept my mouth shut to Ortiz and the brothel side as well.

"Who the hell is Das the rewarder?

　Nassos twists his head curiously and yet enviously.
　The rumors don't seem to mention my identity.
　It seems that they are keeping it a secret.

"Everyone is talking about him, saying he must be very rich and very nice.

　Geez, that's the rumor going around.

　Well, that's about it, I'm not too upset about it yet.

　You've been pimping out a very high-class prostitute for a long time, and it doesn't matter how much you tell people you're rich, they're going to guess that you're rich.

　But it's no problem.
　Hestia is back after ten days off, and she's going to be--

"A good man and a good whore. It seems that Hestia is going to be in Pindos for a long time to come, so I'd like to see both of them at least once, Das.
"Huh?

　What did you just say?

Always? Who said that?
Das Hestia.
In this pindos?
Yes, Das.
...why?
Rumor has it, Das, you're in love with the guy, so you're staying.

　Huh?

　You were in love with me, no way.
　Well, we hit it off, but she didn't love me.

　No, no, that's not the point.
　That's not the point.

"I've kicked out all the reservations for the next three years and all the royals' reservations. What kind of a man would make you do that...?

　Hestia's reputation and popularity was going to slide sideways as it was, and that was going to be my reputation.