Chapter 28
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The next morning everyone was in a dreary mood, and hardly spoke to each other. Aya occasionally dwelled on her thoughts, staring at one point, and new tears sprang from her eyes. Ichiro took a quick bite to eat and went to the gym, his goal being to get so strong that none of his future brothers would die.
Kenshin also ate quickly, and silently went about his business. The two weeks went by unnoticed at this pace. Kenshin worked on creating formations, Ichiro trained, and Aya did her chores. Kenshin created two amulets of protection against material influence, and presented them to his wife and son. On the seventieth day after arriving in this world, he collected almost all of his money and left for the city, ordering Ichiro to take care of his mother in case he didn't return.
Aya and Ichiro were shocked, and talked him out of whatever he was up to, but Kenshin was adamant, and hugged his wife goodbye and left the house.
By eleven o'clock in the morning, Kenshin had reached the site of the former battle and found no trace of it. Kenshin had reached the site of the battle at eleven o'clock in the morning and found no trace of it.
He had considered the idea before, but he found it repugnant and disgusting. But after losing one of his sons, Kenshin reconsidered. As disgusted as he was by the idea, he no longer wanted to lose his loved ones.
Determined, he moved towards the expensive clothing shop he had planned earlier, and half an hour later his pocket was empty of 8000 ryo. He had 44,000 ryo left on his hands, just enough to spend the night in a high-end brothel with a kunoichi.
There were still a few hours left before evening, and Kenshin had a leisurely meal, then went to the local "beauty parlour" where he had his hair cut, his nails painted, and dressed in rich clothes - he looked like the son of a rich official.
Opening the ornate door of the elite brothel, Kenshin arrogantly made his way to the front desk.
- Hello Mister, how can I help you? - A pretty, young girl smiling sweetly asked, standing behind a sort of reception desk.
- Call the manager. - Without respect, Kenshin said in a commanding tone.
The girl was dumbfounded for a moment, and then looked at the rich appearance of this young man, and his manner, and chirped: - Yes, of course. Let's go to the waiting room, Master.
Kenshin followed the girl down the long corridor without a care in the world, and as he passed one of the rooms, through the ajar door, he saw HIM.
An elderly man with perfectly white, dishevelled hair, two red lines from his eyes to his chin, wearing a red cape and wooden sandals, sat on a large sofa. On each side of him was a beautiful girl cuddled up to him, and on a neighbouring sofa sat several other dazzling beauties.
Kenshin almost tripped over his own foot when he saw one of the three legendary Sannin, a Kage-level shinobi, but quickly regained his composure and glanced at Jiraiya once more. He turned instantly, as if to catch his gaze, and stared at Kenshin, still as relaxed as ever.
Kenshin quickly averted his gaze, and moved on, entering the rest room the girl politely pointed out to him.
- Come in, sir. The manageress will be here soon. - The girl murmured, and then she took off.
A few minutes later, a middle-aged woman with large breasts and an equally large arse entered the room. She looked to Kenshin like a cartoonish "mummy" in a brothel.
- Hello, sir. My name is Keiko Fujiwara and I'm the manager of this place. May I know the name of the Master? - Keiko purred softly. Kenshin noted her professionalism. This woman was obviously very good at finding the key to men's hearts.
- Nice to meet you, Keiko-san. My last name is Nakayama. - Kenshin replied courteously without giving his name.
- Well, Mr Nakayama, what can I do for you? - The mature woman said with a voice as sweet as honey.
- You know, I like thrills, but I've never been with a strong kunoichi. Would you mind arranging that? - Kenshin asked with a smile.
- Oh, I understand, Master, but unfortunately all the kunoichi are busy tonight... - Keiko said sympathetically.
"Damn Jiraiya! He's probably the one who took over all the kunoichi. So what to do now!" - Kenshin thought, and then said:
- Hm, is there nothing that can be done? - He asked in a serious tone, and looked the woman straight in the eye.
- Well... There is another option, but I don't know if it's possible. Wait a few minutes, and I'll let you know for sure. - Keiko said, unable to resist the captivating gaze of the young heartbreaker. She was an experienced temptress, but for some reason she had taken a liking to this young man at first sight, so she decided to meet him.
- Yes, of course, Keiko-san. I'll wait. - Kenshin replied with a smile.
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As soon as Fujiwara Keiko walked out the door, she immediately thought of 'one more option' and a smile instantly fell from her beautiful lips. She took a quick step towards the first floor, and knocked on one of the doors.
- Natsumi, open up! - She said in a displeased tone.
A few seconds later, the door opened and a disgruntled Keiko stepped inside.
- Natsumi, stop making a scene. Get ready, you have a client. - Keiko said with barely contained irritation.
- A client? If it's that white-haired old man, or one of the fat officials, I'd rather die than lie down with them! - Natsumi bellowed.
- You're going to do this to me?! If it were up to me, you'd have been kicked out of here a long time ago! - Keiko shouted.
- Oh, yeah? Well try to do something to me, we both know you wouldn't dare! - Natsumi snapped at him.
Keiko struggled to suppress the raging anger, and calmed down. - No, this time it's not an old man or a fat man. This time it's a very handsome young master, and if you refuse now, when Omaeda-sama returns, you'll be out of here with a bang! What's your decision?! - Keiko asked defiantly.
Natsumi was very angry, but she didn't dare to continue the conflict. She took a deep breath, and looked Keiko in the eyes, and made a condition: -I have to look at him. If I don't like him, then you know my answer!
Keiko once again suppressed a flash of anger, and agreed. She took Natsumi to the next room, bordering Kenshin's room, and Natsumi stared at the cute young man behind the glass.
Kenshin couldn't see them. The glass was a mirror on his side, but on the other side he could see the young man sitting relaxed.