Chapter 305: Pleasure Street
Adrian sternly and righteously rejected Moon Isaac's shameless invitation.
Alone, the plot is still relatively light.
But if it is a group, then it's a crowd!
After saying goodbye to Moon Isaac Jr., Adrian once again fell into social sleep. If nothing unexpected happens, they will not meet again tonight.
Following the social sleep came the physical one. Pleasure Street was the perfect place for seeking extreme pleasure and forgetting worries before falling into a deep, restful sleep.
Wandering alone on Pleasure Street, Adrian observed the pinkish neon lights flashing ambiguously and the buildings adorned with visually stimulating posters. The faces of passersby were marked by persistent, lascivious smiles. When making eye contact with others, knowing smiles were exchanged.
Adrian wasn't the only gentleman of good standing here; they were everywhere on this street.
The so-called eating, drinking, whoring and gambling are a complete set——
Ahem!
They are inseparable!
On Pleasure Street, besides the passersby, there were all kinds of places for consumption: restaurants, bars, casinos. If you could think of it, it existed here. It was like being in a massive, open-air entertainment complex. {What do you guys think cannot be in red light district IRL??}
"I wonder how 'Gran Tesoro,' which will be born in over a decade, will compare to Pleasure Street," Adrian mused. "Supposedly, 'Gran Tesoro' should be the world's premier integrated casino, while 'Pleasure Street' is the world's number one... um, in-depth exchange place."
"Forget it, after all, I'm not in the prime of life. Moving on!"
Adrian walked steadily through Pleasure Street, looking straight ahead.
"Hey, handsome, are you alone?"
A mature and charming older sister called him, her dark purple lipstick and tight, bright dress barely covering her curves, easily evoking the term "cheap." Pass!
"Brother, wanna play together?"
An innocent-looking maid with double ponytails, a definite plus, but unfortunately she is too thin. Adrian instinctively sigh. Pass!
"Sir, do you need help?"
A gentle and polite hostess in a well-tailored cheongsam that perfectly highlighted her figure, is a bit too plain, it is difficult to arouse people's hearts. Pass!
Smiling, Adrian turned down these professional ladies swarming around him. Even if he had no choices left, he wouldn't be so desperate!
After these few encounters, no other women approached him. The ladies on Pleasure Street had their KPIs and performance targets to meet. Wasting time on a clearly picky customer was not cost-effective for these professionals. It was better to let the customer make the first move.
"Hotel, bar, hotel, restaurant, hotel, game room, hotel..."
Unconsciously, Adrian walked to a large fountain pool. This is almost the center point of Pleasure Street, where many people coming and going, rubbing shoulders.
Above the fountain's sculpture, a tall signpost stood proudly, with multiple arrows pointing to the most distinctive venues on Pleasure Street.
"Rare Species Customs Store, Fallen Nation Aristocrat Slave Auction, Geisha House, Image Club, Okama Bar..."
Just from these names alone, Adrian's mind filled with scenes from several different anime series.
The passersby paid no attention to the young man standing silently under the signpost; they were too busy pursuing their own pleasures.
At that moment—
"Stop right there!"
"I said, stop!"
A thunderous shout echoed from the sky, barely audible over the bustling noise of Pleasure Street, yet clearly filled with immense rage.
"Who's that?"
"Who dares to cause trouble on Pleasure Street?"
"Someone will handle this soon, I bet!"
The crowd below buzzed with disdainful and angry murmurs.
Pleasure Street, being a top-notch high-end entertainment district, attracted nobles, wealthy elites, notorious pirates, and influential figures from the underworld. These people came from various backgrounds, but they all had one thing in common—presence.
Especially in front of the delicate girls of Pleasure Street, these men would never lose their dignity.
A massive shadow plummeted from the sky, crashing into the ground with terrifying speed. The impact created a crater several meters wide, accompanied by a resounding boom and a billowing cloud of dust.
Most men coming to Pleasure Street were strong, or at least had powerful guards with them. Seeing an unidentified object falling from the sky, they quickly dodged.
When the smoke cleared, the onlookers finally saw her true form.
A tall woman with fluffy light purple hair, heavy black eye makeup, and a revealing fetish leather outfit that barely covered her essentials. She wore black fishnet stockings and high purple-red leather boots.
"A woman!"
"It's a woman!"
The crowd let out another round of ambiguous exclamations.
Despite the hedonistic nature of Pleasure Street, it had its own rules. The most important was to never threaten women with violence. This rule had been in place since its establishment.
Anyone who broke this rule met a miserable end, without exception.
Once, a second prince from a small amusement park kingdom came to Pleasure Street. After a verbal dispute escalated into a physical altercation, he ordered his soldiers to beat up the other tourist and even his female companion.
Three days later, the small kingdom was destroyed by the World Government on a fabricated charge. The second prince and his entire family were reduced to the lowest class of auction slaves.
Pleasure Street not only had a "beautiful name" but also a hidden "infamous name" beneath its beauty!
"A woman?!"
"Who said she's a woman?!"
The man who had previously shouted in rage landed on the street, glaring furiously at the woman he had struck down.
"Roy!"
"It's 'Blood-Hand' Roy!"
Some in the crowd recognized the man as a rising pirate in the amusement park area, known for his hand-to-hand combat skills and his habit of tearing his enemies apart with his bare hands. He had a bounty of over 60 million Berries.
Adrian didn't recognize the man, but he did recognize the 'woman'.
Emporio Ivankov.
Also known as the 'Miracle Worker' or 'Okama King'!