The cabaret system had been blatantly copied.
"Well, profitable businesses always get ripped off."
Honestly, I didn't feel even a shred of anger or resentment.
The one who came to inform me was the Guild Master himself.
"Master."
"Yeah?"
"Shall we go check it out for now?"
"Obviously! We won't know unless we see it ourselves!"
The two of us headed off together, in perfect sync, toward this newly opened cabaret place.
Look, it's just what it sounds like.
You can't judge without seeing it in person. This was pure market research. No ulterior motives whatsoever.
The shop itself was a little rundown.
"They really should've spruced up the exterior at least."
Atmosphere and luxury matter a lot in this kind of business, you know?
It's basically an adult theme park. You want details that make people forget the outside world.
Even though it was still before opening time, only four people were lined up: us and two others.
"Did we get the time wrong?"
"Nah, it's about time. Just means not many people line up for a brand-new place yet."
Makes sense.
(Though our own shop had a huge crowd on day one… wait, that was mostly because the Guild Master brought his whole crew.)
"…Oh? You gentlemen are…"
One of the staff stepped out and noticed us.
"No need to worry. We're big fans of this kind of establishment. We even opened our own because we couldn't find one good enough."
"Exactly. As a great merchant and the Guild Master, we would never stoop to petty sabotage."
The staff member visibly relaxed at our words.
"Thank you for saying that. Please enjoy yourselves."
Thirty minutes after we entered, I was genuinely impressed.
"Ooooh, I see how it is!"
It was a complete reversal of the usual idea.
High-class courtesans existed in this world—women of status who could choose their own partners. Even though they were courtesans, they held the initiative. Sex only happened with their consent.
To sleep with one of them, you had to shower them with money and gifts.
In short—
"So they're providing a venue for seducing high-class courtesans."
This shop was a place where men could court those elite women. If you played your cards right, you might even get to take one to bed. That's why customers would keep coming back.
"This pairs amazingly well with our liquor sales system."
Their version was even more refined.
High-class courtesans selling drinks to guests.
The more money a customer spent on alcohol, the higher the courtesan's favor rose.
"Very educational, Master."
"Yeah. Normally you'd never get to chat with high-class courtesans like this."
We both kept ordering drink after drink, slapping down gold coins the moment the glasses emptied.
"Drink up, big spender!"
"Chug it all!"
The girls were having a blast.
"Sorry to interrupt your fun…"
The same male staff member approached us again.
"We're having a great time!"
"This shop is fantastic!"
We both showered it with praise.
Rival shop?
Nah. Good stuff is good stuff.
"I'm glad to hear that. We're already fully booked on opening day. Actually… there's something I'd like to ask you about."
Oh?
"We won't do anything underhanded like sabotage, but we are competitors, right?"
Getting free advice felt a bit much.
"I've prepared three complimentary tickets for you both."
Coupon tickets!
Free coupons!
Damn… this guy's creativity was on another level!
"So, what would you like to know?"
"Points for improvement. This place was thrown together quickly, so I'd like to refine many things."
Impressive. For an improvised shop, it was already this solid. The man had talent.
"First, the exterior and interior. This is a venue for meeting high-class courtesans. The luxury factor is severely lacking. The interior needs to be so elegant that even the working girls feel like they've stepped into a dream."
The two girls nearby nodded with bright smiles.
"Yes, yes~"
"He's so quick on the uptake~"
"Hmm. The exterior especially…"
"The interior can be fudged a bit since the women are so attractive. But the outside? No excuses. The very act of walking through the door has to feel special."
I took diligent notes.
"Especially the door. It needs to be custom-made. Same for the entrance area—pay extra attention there."
"I see…"
"Still, the system itself is brilliant. You're only providing the venue and the alcohol, then skimming the profits from the drinks, right? We do something similar, but yours is far more polished."
"…Huh?"
The man tilted his head in confusion.
"Wait, you're not doing that?"
"No… we're just paying the girls a fixed monthly salary…"
"What a waste! Listen—giving a high-class courtesan five or ten gold coins outright? That's inefficient! Leave the earning to their own discretion and they'll rake it in! You focus solely on supplying the alcohol, and let them sell it at a markup for their own profit. That way, you cut out all the extra hassle!"
"O-Ohhhhh!!!"
The man trembled with excitement.
"T-That's incredible! What a brilliant idea!!!"
"By the way, how did you even gather these courtesans under those conditions?"
"Some of them were high-class courtesans drowning in debt. They needed a way to repay it, so I suggested opening a shop and letting them work here."
Debt, huh.
"Life's complicated~"
"Yep~"
Fair enough.
"Anyway, you should definitely switch to letting the girls earn from drink sales. Motivation will skyrocket. Imagine telling a girl, 'Finish this bottle and a whole silver coin goes straight into your pocket.' She'll work her ass off, right?"
"And we won't let you leave until it's empty~"
One of the girls flashed a playful grin.
"Amazing… truly, thank you so much. Is there anything else?"
"You should strictly prohibit actual sex acts inside the shop and obvious take-home services. Otherwise customers will start fighting over the girls and blood will spill."
"I was worried about that. Understood."
The notebook pages kept filling up.
"Anything from you, Master?"
I was the only one making suggestions so far.
"There's no food."
"Ah! You're right!"
Shit, I hadn't even noticed.
"…We don't have a kitchen."
"Dry snacks are fine. Just something salty."
"Yeah, something to munch on when you get hungry~"
"Exactly~"
The two girls nodded in agreement.
"Um… if I may ask a favor…"
"Yes?"
"Until the shop gets on its feet… would you mind looking after us in various ways…?"
The man's name was Naips. His main business was selling cosmetics to high-class courtesans.
But those women often had terrible income-expenditure balance and frequently fell into debt—debt that was hard to recover because their status protected them from forced sexual labor.
So what do you do?
That's when he heard, "Cabarets run by former courtesans are getting popular lately," and decided to test the waters with an empty storefront.
"To be honest, I've realized I'm really just a cosmetics salesman. My insight still can't compare to yours. Of course, I'll prepare suitable compensation for your advice."
In other words, he wanted to hire us as consultants.
In this era, someone willing to pay for that kind of service had real potential.
"Understood. I'll drop by again and give advice on anything that catches my eye."
Night. On the way back from the cabaret. Since it was late, we decided to stop by the mansion instead of heading all the way home.
"Welcome back, Master. You're quite late again."
Valante greeted us at the door.
"I was inspecting a rival shop."
Sounds classy when you put it that way.
"Thank you for your hard work. I have a report."
"What? Another spy?"
"No."
"…An enemy?"
"Nothing that dramatic."
"…?"
"My period… it hasn't come."
"You're already pregnant!? After just one time!?"
"I mean… when you plugged my insides with that massive cock and pumped eight loads into me, of course I got pregnant."
Did I really cum that much?
"Weird… I usually notice right away when I knock someone up."
That was especially true with half-elves—the moment they conceived, it was obvious.
Maybe pure elves were different?
"A slight delay is normal, but…"
As she spoke, Valante kept fidgeting and rubbing her thighs together.
Yeah. I could read the signs.
"Valante, I need to talk to you about the villa. Let's head over there."
"Eh? Ah, yes."
She obediently followed.
Teleportation is so convenient.
In the blink of an eye, we were at the deserted nighttime villa, right on the island's shore.
"You lying, cock-hungry slut!!! You made that up because you wanted to get knocked up, didn't you!!!"
The moment we arrived, I yanked Valante's panties down and slammed my cock straight into her dripping pussy.
"Hiiigyuuuuh♡♡♡ N-Nooo♡♡♡ I-I didn't lieee♡♡♡"
"I asked the Elf Princess the other day!"
"Wh-What♡"
"If an elf woman gets fucked by a human and gets pregnant, she loses all status and gets treated as a slave!"
That's right.
I'd gotten curious and asked the Elf Princess directly.
"What happens if a female elf is raped by a human and becomes pregnant with his child?"
Her answer was blunt:
"The child is killed, and the mother becomes a slave."
No hesitation, no lie in her eyes.
Which meant—
"You lied because you wanted me to breed you, didn't you!"
"Hiiigyuuuuh♡♡♡♡♡ It's so gooood!!! This cock!!! It's so fucking goooood!!!♡♡♡"
Valante had lied just to get my dick. What a pathetic, instant surrender to cock.
"You unreliable, perverted cunt! I'm gonna flood your womb until there's no escape! I'll turn you into a pregnant slave pussy that can never betray me!"
"Yesss♡♡♡ I won't lie anymore♡♡♡ Please… turn me into your pregnant slave cunt♡♡♡"
Her face melted into a sloppy, blissful expression as she clung to me.
"What happened to the proud Elf Royal Guard?! You fell to a human cock in one thrust!"
"Hiiigiiiiii!!! Y-Yes♡♡♡ I fell instantly to this cock♡ I'm such a perverted, broken cunt♡♡♡"
"Tonight I'm breeding you for real! I can feel when an elf womb accepts seed! I'll keep raping you until it's undeniable!"
"Hiiiieee♡♡♡♡♡ N-Nooo♡♡♡ I'm going to be turned into a confirmed slave♡♡♡"
Just those words made her pussy clench hard.
*Squuuuirt—*
She pissed herself in ecstasy.
"Your body's already completely loose. Time to fill you up! I've lost count of how many loads, but Valante—you're becoming my concubine too!"
"Yes♡♡♡ Make me your concubine♡♡♡ I'll become a human's concubine♡♡♡ Aahn♡♡♡ Such humiliation♡♡♡ The proud Elf Royal Guard… reduced to a human man's cum-dump concubine♡♡♡"
First shot.
"I'm cummingggg!!!♡♡♡"
She screamed at the top of her lungs, squirting violently.
But… she still wasn't pregnant.
"Even after those eight loads last time, nothing. Your womb is sitting low. Maybe elves are naturally harder to knock up?"
It probably wasn't easy for a human and a pure elf to make a half.
"Well, I'll just keep pumping until it takes."
I kept pistoning, gouging her tight elf pussy like I was trying to carve my shape into her. My cock was a perfect fit—sealing her entrance so well that almost none of my cum leaked out.
"Oooohhhh!!!♡♡♡ That's it!!! Right there!!!"
Valante kept screaming at full volume. Good thing we were on a private island; otherwise the neighbors would've complained.
"Second load!"
"Hiiiguuuuuh!!!♡♡♡"
A huge amount of thick semen blasted into her, yet I still didn't feel the telltale sign.
"Hm. Just dumping it isn't enough."
Without pulling out, I flipped her into a mating press, pinning her beneath me.
"Mmmnnh!!!♡♡♡"
I crushed my mouth against hers in a deep, sloppy kiss, forcing my tongue inside and flooding her mouth with saliva.
"Mmmmnnn♡♡♡"
Valante swallowed every drop without hesitation, her face growing more and more dazed with pleasure.
"Hehe… maybe this next one will do it."
"Aaah♡♡♡ My womb… it's opening so wide♡♡♡ Completely unlocked♡♡♡"
The feeling inside her changed dramatically—her cervix had softened and dropped, sucking greedily at my cockhead.
"You're going to have my baby."
"Yes♡♡♡ The Elf Royal Guard will serve as your personal elf pussy slave♡♡♡ I'll bear your child and obey you forever♡♡♡"
And then—
"I'm cumming againnnn!!!"
*Griiiind—!*
Her pussy clamped down violently.
"Ah… there it is."
No mistake.
That unique contraction of a womb accepting seed—
"Ooh♡ Oooohhh♡♡♡♡♡ I-I'm pregnant♡♡♡ Your baby is inside me♡♡♡ I'm so happy♡♡♡"
Valante's entire body gushed fluids—piss, squirt, tears—as she clung to me tightly and passed out in overwhelming bliss, her elf womb now thoroughly, irreversibly claimed and filled with my child.