Chapter 28

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The next morning, everyone was in a dreary mood, and practically did not talk to each other. Aya occasionally fixated on her thoughts, looking at one point, and new tears were pouring out of her eyes every now and then. Ichiro had a quick snack and went to the gym, setting a goal to become so much stronger that none of his future brothers would die.

Kenshin also ate quickly, and silently went about his business. At this pace, two weeks flew by unnoticed. Kenshin was creating formations, Ichiro was training, and Aya was doing household chores. Kenshin created two amulets of protection from material impact, and handed them to his wife and son. On the seventieth day after arriving in this world, he collected almost all the money, and went to the city, ordering Ichiro to take care of his mother if he did not return.

Aya and Ichiro were in shock, and dissuaded him from not thinking, but Kenshin was adamant, and hugging his wife goodbye, left the house.

By eleven in the morning, Kenshin reached the place of the former battle, he did not find any traces. Wincing at the memories that came flooding back, he moved on, and an hour and a half later he found himself in the city.

He had thought about this idea before, but it seemed vile and disgusting to him. But after losing one of his sons, Kenshin reconsidered his views. As much as he hated the idea, he didn't want to lose his loved ones anymore.

Full of determination, he moved towards the previously planned expensive clothing store, and half an hour later his pocket was empty for 8000 re. He had 44,000 ryo left on his hands, which was just enough to spend the night in an elite brothel with kunoichi.

There were still a few hours left until the evening, and Kenshin ate slowly, then went to the local "beauty salon" where he was cut, had a beautiful hairstyle, painted his nails, and dressed in rich clothes – he began to look like the son of a rich official.

Opening the ornate door of the elite brothel, Kenshin arrogantly walked to the reception desk.

"Hello Sir, how can I help you?"

A beautiful, young girl standing behind a kind of reception desk asked with a sweet smile.

"Call the manager."

Without respect, Kenshin said in an imperative tone.

The girl was taken aback for a moment, and then looked at the rich appearance of this young man, and at his manner, and chirped:

"Yes, of course. Let's go to the waiting room, Sir."

Kenshin, not caring about anything, followed the girl down a long corridor, and passing by one of the rooms, through the half-open door, he saw HIM.

An elderly man with absolutely white, tousled hair, two red lines from eyes to chin, wearing a red cape and wooden sandals was sitting impressively on a large sofa. A beautiful girl was snuggled up to him on each side, and several other dazzling beauties were sitting on the next sofa.

Seeing one of the three legendary Sannins, a shinobi of the Kage level, Kenshin almost tripped over his own foot, but quickly regained his composure, and once again looked at Jiraiya. The latter, as if catching the gaze directed at him, instantly turned around and stared at Kenshin, being still as relaxed.

Kenshin quickly looked away, and moved on, entering the rest room, which the girl politely pointed out to him.

"Come in, Sir. The manager will come soon."

The girl purred, and flew away.

A few minutes later, a middle-aged woman with big breasts and an equally big ass entered the room. To Kenshin, she seemed like a cartoon "mom" in a brothel.

"Hello, Sir. My name is Fujiwara Keiko, I am the manager of this establishment. May I know the Master's name?"

Keiko purred softly. Kenshin noted her high professionalism. Obviously, this woman was perfectly able to find the keys to men's hearts.

"Nice to meet you, Keiko-san. My last name is Nakayama."

Kenshin replied very politely, without giving his name.

"Well, Mr. Nakayama, what can I do for you?"

A mature woman spoke in a voice as sweet as honey.

"You know, I love thrills, but I've never been with a strong kunoichi. Could you arrange that?"

Kenshin asked with a smile.

"Oh, I understand, Sir, but unfortunately, all the kunoichi are busy tonight...

Keiko said sympathetically.

"Damn Jiraiya! Surely it was he who occupied all the kunoichi. Well, what should I do now?!" - Kenshin thought, and then said:

"Hmm, and what, nothing can be done at all?"

he asked in a serious tone, and looked the woman straight in the eyes.

"Well... there's another option, but I don't even know if it's possible. Wait a few minutes and I'll let you know definitively."

Said Keiko, unable to withstand the captivating gaze of the young heartthrob. She was an experienced temptress, but for some reason at first sight she took a liking to this young man, so she decided to go to meet him.

"Yes, of course, Keiko-san. I'll wait."

Kenshin replied with a smile.

As soon as Fujiwara Keiko walked out the door, she immediately thought of "another option" and the smile instantly fell from her beautiful lips. She walked briskly to the second floor, and knocked on one of the doors.

"Natsumi, open up!"

she said in a dissatisfied tone.

A few seconds later, the door opened and a disgruntled Keiko walked inside.

"Natsumi, stop making a scene. Get ready, you have a client."

Keiko said, barely restraining her irritation.

"A client? If it's that white-haired old man, or one of the fat officials, then I'd rather die than go to bed with them!"

snapped Natsumi.

"Are you going to cross me again?! If I had my way, you would have flown out of here with a bang long ago!"

shouted Keiko.

"Oh right? Well, try to do something to me, we both know that you won't dare!"

Natsumi snapped.

Keiko suppressed her raging anger with difficulty, and calmed down.

"No, this time it's not an old man or a fat man. This time, a very handsome young master has come, and if you refuse now, when Omaeda-sama returns, you will fly out of here with a bang! Well, what have you decided?!"

Keiko asked defiantly.

Natsumi was very angry, but did not dare to continue the conflict. She took a deep breath, and looked Keiko in the eyes, and set a condition:

"I have to take a look at it. If I don't like him, then you know my answer!"

Keiko once again suppressed an outburst of anger, and agreed. She took Natsumi to the next room, bordering Kenshin's room, and Natsumi stared at the pretty young man behind the glass.

Kenshin couldn't see them. From his side, this glass was a mirror, but from the other side it was perfectly visible to the relaxed young man sitting.

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