"Welcome back!"
Kyoko's voice rang out brightly as she spotted the two youngest members approaching, dragging a group of thugs behind them like yesterday's trash ready for disposal.
"So, did you blow any building today?" She asked, a mischievous glint in her eyes.
"Not yet, but we plan to later," Felt replied with a grin, casually gesturing toward the captured thugs, "And here, your souvenirs."
Rom raised an eyebrow, suppressing a chuckle. "That's quite an unconventional gift for Kyoko, Felt."
"Yeah, but still, big sis likes it, right?" She glanced at Rom, then at Kyoko, who had already crouched down in front of the thugs, a playful yet menacing aura about her.
"I do like it," Kyoko replied, tugging on Rachins's hair, "Now, do you have any money?"
"Hah?"
"I asked if you have any money, little shit. Even deaf people can hear me better than you. Is your ears just for decoration or what? Use them, you useless thing." She lightly tapped his ears, a teasing smirk on her face.
Reinhard let out a resigned sigh, trying to calm the situation, "You don't need to insult them like that, milady."
Kyoko shrugged off the comment, focusing on Rachins, "So, where's your money?"
Rachins's face flushed with anger, "Excuse me!!? Seriously? If we had money, do you think we'd be trying to steal yours!? Use your brain, bitch—"
"Hey, hey, hey! None can call me bitch other than my crew. If you want to call me a bitch, join my team."
Felt looked at Kyoko surprisingly, "Wait, is that your main problem? Girl, these motherfucker just stole my money!! You can't adopt them like a stray cat!"
"Yeah, but they can be useful."
"Useful in what?"
Kyoko grinned.
Felt shocked.
Rachins, Gaston, and Camberley trembling.
"Any idea what they think, Reinhard?" Castor casually asked in the middle of the situation.
The Sword Saint remains smiling with his perfect angelic aura, "You could say... An unusual plan. Perhaps it's including a sacrifice, maybe?"
"I hope this plan doesn't doom us to death," Rom muttered to himself.
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"Woah...."
The trio stood frozen in disbelief, their jaws dropping in unison as they beheld a strikingly beautiful woman with flowing black hair standing before them.
She seemed to radiate an enchanting aura that left them utterly captivated. She wore a deep, obsidian-black gown that clung to her every curve as if darkness itself had chosen her as its vessel.
The high neckline dipped into a heart-shaped keyhole cutout, boldly revealing the swell of her chest, yet it was the sharp silver star-shaped brooch at her collarbone that anchored the ensemble—marking her as both a beauty and a threat.
Her bare shoulders framed by flowing locks of raven hair gave her an almost otherworldly allure, and the long, open sleeves that draped down her arms fluttered like the wings of a fallen angel.
The way the dress clung to her hips and dipped slightly in the center gave just a flash of skin—enough to make hearts race and whispers stir.
"Damn, you look amazing, Big Sis." Felt grinning, her hands on her hips as she praised how well Kyoko was standing with that dress.
Camberley wiped his drooling to hide his perverted thoughts. He never thought the woman who once kicked Rachins into blackout could be this sexy and beautiful.
Rachins whistled smoothly like a playboy while Gaston looked at Kyoko stunningly. His eyes shone when he saw the divine of Aphrodite in front of him.
"Isn't that.... too much exposed your skin, Milady?"
Then, there's Reinhard.
He stepped forward, his hair no longer short, replaced with long, soft red hair. His white coat was gone, replaced by a soft-bodied corset that flattened his muscular build under layers of magic and expertly layered fabric.
A subtle illusion spell cast by Castor masked his sharper jawline and made his bright blue eyes appear just a bit larger, rounder—innocent. His signature sword had been left behind entirely. Carrying it would've destroyed their cover in seconds.
He wearing a soft blush-pink and ivory chiffon with delicate lace frills at the shoulders and hem. A matching ribbon was tied loosely around his neck, and he clutched a dainty fan in trembling gloved hands. His outfit was replaced with a beautiful, gorgeous dress that could make any girl cry.
""What the—" The trio gasped, their breaths caught in their throats as they stood frozen, mouths agape in disbelief.
Felt's eyes widened open, Rom being a little stunning and Castor freezing in his place.
Right now, in front of them isn't the handsome and charming Sword Saint but a little cute girl who possibly charms anyone in their sights.
"THE HECK!!? ARE YOU REINHARD VAN ASTREA!!? THE SAME THE SWORD SAINT!!?" Camberley shouted, pointing his trembling finger toward Reinhard.
"It's truly me. How does my new dress make you feel? Is it making you uncomfortable?" His voice was soft, almost like that of a delicate, innocent girl.
Even his voice changes to a low tone. At this point, if none of them know about him, they probably mistake him for a girl.
"IT IS—"
Before Felt could finish her words, Castor screamed as he went to catch Kyoko before she hit the ground, "LADY KYOKO!!!"
Crimson droplets trickled from her nose, splattering against her chin. Kyoko inhaled deeper, her hand wiping the blood to prevent it from ruining her already messy make-up, "Damn, now I'm questioning my sexual desire."
"Do you truly despise it?" the Sword Saint inquired with an innocent air, a radiant smile illuminating his features and casting a mesmerizing glow over everyone present.
Kyoko waved her hand frantically while the other one clutched the tissue on her nose, "Yes—I mean, no!!—I—No, no, no! I don't hate it!! Just... Fuck, you're too cute... Are you sure you're a woman and not a man?"
Reinhard frowned, "You already see it, isn't it?"
"Yeah... That lethal weapon that killed my back—But still, you're too perfect in this dress!! Anyone could mistake you for being a girl!!"
"Are you sure you're okay?"
"No, I'm not okay," Kyoko whispered, her ears red, "I'm so not okay. You look like a damn princess who ate Aphrodite's divine glow for breakfast. I—who let you be this pretty?! Who told you to do that with your eyes!?"
"I was just standing here…"
"Isn't the whole point we're doing this? I am still confused; why would you need a disguise to enter the Flower Prison Garden?" Felt asked out of the blue.
"Well, if I enter, I will get kicked out. I mean, I'm a girl, okay? Unlike Reinhard. He definitely can pull any girls or hot chicks into his bed. Perhaps, even a man willing to lick his shoes if he were this beauty."
The Sword Saint flinched, and looked offended, "Milady, I'm not into that way. Besides, I'm not interested in taking an unwilling woman into my bed nor cheating on two women at the same time."
"Awww!! How loyal you are, Reinhard—"
In a flash, a katana rested against Reinhard's neck. Kyoko stood beside him, smiling sweetly—too sweetly that could frighten any ghost. It was one of a kind smile that made your blood run cold.
"But seriously. If I see those chicks touch your arms, they have to say bye-bye to their fingers."
Reinhard paused, blinking several times before he gave a soft smile to her. Kyoko is a very jealous woman, and he understands that too well. Luckily, her intensity in choosing vulgar language is low.
"I understand. Then, I would avoid any skinship with them."
Alright, stop with a random thing. Now, Kyoko explained their main objectives.
Their objective is to search for her phone in Flower Prison Garden, a famous brothel in Lugunica. Many men willing to come to Flanders only get served by experienced and beautiful prostitutes even though they need to spend all their wealth to get those women.
They chose this place as the main target because it looks easy to sneak in. That's why Kyoko and Reinhard decided to disguise themselves as the new prostitutes who worked there.
SLAPP----!!
Reinhard jolted, letting out a shocked squeak when Kyoko's gloved hand landed on his butt.
"M-milady!" His face turned red, and he whispered in small sounds.
Kyoko chuckled, giving a beautiful, mischievous smirk with gorgeous red lips, "Stop walking like you're on patrol. Don't be stiff like a stone. Sway your hips more."
"W-What?"
"I know your role is an innocent girl but at least, don't use man's walk. None will rent an innocent girl in a brothel. They're hunting for hot, sexy, and baddie-tits women."
"Oh, forgive me, my lord..." Reinhard hid his embarrassed expression with his palms, "First, why do you want me to seduce these men?"
"Well, we're going to find the leader of these hot chicks. Rom said that Flower Prison Garden is one of the underground organizations that Flanders. If we manage to track down the leader's room, we can find my phone."
Bzzzzz!!!
Kyoko's and Reinhard's ears perked up at the sound of Felt's voice crackling through her earphones. This small device was created with Kyoko's knowledge and Castor's skills in a short time, using recycled items.
Sometimes, Reinhard can't help but be afraid of those skills combination. Who knows? Maybe they can create a nuclear reactor from a trash can?
"Really? Is it necessary to go to such lengths just to find your phone? We can just blow up the building, create chaos, and then sneak into that room." Felt said.
"Yeah, but I wanted to see Reinhard dress up as a girl."
"IS THAT YOUR REAL INTENTION!!? DO YOU KNOW—"
Then her voice was cut off by Castor, "Ignore her. She's just feeling mad because Old Man doesn't allow her to enter there."
"Of course, I don't allow Felt to go inside the brothel, disguise as a new prostitute, and serve that ugly man," Rom said, his voice tight with anger, "What kind of guardian would I be if I put her through that?"
"Make sense." Kyoko shrugged before following Reinhard into the unknown room. They're guided by a sexy woman, perhaps the worker who lives here.
Rachins, Gaston, and Camberley already get assigned to another side. They're getting sent to another organization to search for more information—or... You could say that Kyoko actually sold them to the Balance as slavwas es.
Ohh... How beautiful their scream in Kyoko's ears.
Slavery is indeed forbidden in Lugunica, but sometimes, there's someone who disobeys those rules. They're usually used for labor jobs.
The door opening. Kyoko and Reinhard enter inside only for them to found a youthful beauty with brown hair with a blue streak in it, purple eyes, light brown skin, and a voluptuous body. She is frighteningly beautiful and has an enchanting atmosphere.
She wearing a black dress that leaves her cleavage, back, and shoulders exposed, it has several dark blue flowers adorning its left side, and it has a feathery collar attached to the neck. She's a gorgeous succubus that could charm any woman.
Thankfully, Reinhard remain unaffected.
"So, you're a new meat from a street? I hear you come in front of the brothel, asking for job to feed yourself." She asked, her voice so calm mixed with strict tone. But at that same time, those voice was used to drive men into heaven.
"Yes, Lady Toto."
Toto.
That's a name of proprietress Flower Prison Garden and the highest ranking woman in this Flanders.
"I hope you enjoy working here, little flowers."
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