Only the brothel in the small town is never closed for rest.
Women draped in thin, transparent silk walk barefoot on the ground.
Despite drawing the attention of the guests.
The women show not a hint of bashfulness or shyness.
Instead, their faces are filled with proud smiles from the guests' attention.
Only by gaining the guests' favor.
Guests are willing to spend money on them, allowing them to earn a thin profit from the madam…
Second floor.
A luxuriously decorated room.
The corpulent Brick is lying on the large bed.
His round face is covered with beads of sweat.
Brick's arms are spread open, two young women with graceful bodies are on his shoulders.
Brick's bent arms rest on their shoulders.
His hands incessantly kneading in front of them.
The two young women offer no resistance, their bodies unshielded, constantly twisting.
Chime-like laughter continuously emanates from the mouths of the two young women.
