My name is Kasumi Lunehart. I was born with a pair of purple eyes and slightly spiky black hair. Ever since I was little, my parents advised me not to tell others about my last name. But they didn’t tell me the reason, only emphasizing how I should never do that. I notice the fear in their eyes, but at the time, I was still very young, so I simply feared that my parents would punish me if I disobeyed them. They gave me dark blue colored eye contacts and asked me to never take them off when there’s someone else nearby or in public. They also dyed my hair permanently to a dark blue color. They also use smoothing shampoos, conditioner and whatnot on my hair every day I take a bath to slowly remove the spikiness of my hair. Yet another something my parents told me to do that I didn’t understand why I had to, but I had no choice but to obey at the time.
I didn’t get to experience that much time with my parents as a family, once I started understanding words and recognizing the world. A bunch of people suddenly raided my house and massacred my parents right in front of me. I didn’t understand anything at the time, but apparently, it is exactly because of my lineage, the Lunehart lineage. I don’t have a clue why they hated this name at all. To me, they all look like lunatics full of bloodlust when they killed my parents mercilessly, without ever giving them a chance to talk or react. They also didn’t bother burying their bodies; they burned my house down to the ground, leaving nothing behind. This happened when I was merely five years old.
As for me, they took me away and kidnapped me. I was kept inside an iron cage. My eyes were covered by a blindfold, and my hands and feet were tied with ropes. I have no idea what they are gonna do to me. I can only cry to myself without anyone by my side. I have no one else in this world after all. The only two people who loved me have left this world. I have nothing.
After a while, I was unsure how long they kept me in that iron cage, but they sold me to a brothel, and they were paid a huge amount of money, which I don’t have a clue how much. In the brothel, I was almost violated, to give me pointers about how to serve customers, but they decided I was too young for intercourse. The people who sold me lied about my age, telling them that I was a lot older than I actually was.
Instead, I was forced to work as a waiter in the brothel, offering customers food and drinks, wearing a maid's outfit, thankfully not the revealing version like every other adult female maid in this place. There are other children besides me working here. Some of them wear the same maid outfit as I, but some of them also wear a revealing one. I don’t even wanna think about what is going on with that. I decided not to give them that much thought. At least, I am safe for the time being from that line of work.
I continued to work as a maid until I was 9 years old. Growth spurt kicks in, and I suddenly grow so tall compared to other children in this place. I stand at 158cm tall, and my boobs have also started growing bigger than the rest. This makes me worry so much that a customer is going to take a liking to me. I am so afraid of going through every day from this point on.
Though I was forced to work here, they still paid me handsomely and offered me a place to stay. This building has 5 floors total. While the first three floors are used for ‘service’, the rest that are available are spared for people like me, children who were sold to this place. I have my own room, and there is no CCTV inside as well. I have complete privacy inside my own room.
I was given a blue bracelet on my right wrist that can detect me if I were to exit this building or if I were to take it off. I even have to wear it during a bath, and it’s waterproof as well. I would’ve been hunted down and chased by a group of powerful Believers, or so they told me. It scared me so much when they gave me this, the first time I was sold to this place. That thought lingered in my mind strongly for years until now, so that’s why I have never bothered trying to escape.
With the money I have, I mostly just used them to buy some food online during off-hours. The other thing I bought is other female necessities, like pads, underwears, casual clothes, pajamas, and whatnot. I have no parents to teach me about puberty, so I learned everything about it online.
On some days when I told the manager that I was on my period, thankfully, they allowed me to take a day off. This confuses me so much. I was sold to this place, and they were so scary that they even almost violated me. But as the years go by, they became tolerant of me, and no longer treat me like a slave, but more like a co-worker. I don’t know what to make of this, whether I should be happy or sad. It’s all so complicated.
I also kept my parents’ words to keep my appearance. I kept buying new contact lenses for spares and kept buying hair dye products to keep my hair dark blue, and conditioners and smoothing shampoos to continue softening my hair. I also make sure to keep my last name a secret. When I introduced myself, I only gave them my first name without any last name. The manager and everyone who knows about my ‘purchase’ also kept quiet about it. They’ve seen the uproar that caused my parents to die, so they’d rather keep their business safe. I am thankful for that.
But then one day, I was informed that someone wished to ‘see’ me. This is bad! I don’t know what to do! I’ve learned online that sex should be reserved within the boundaries of marriage. And marriage is something that a child like me should never be able to participate in.
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What should I do?
Since this is exactly what this place offers, they can’t possibly help me. In fact, they’ll encourage me to go ahead and have my first time with a random customer, whom I'm positive I won’t fall in love with, nor will I ever meet again for the rest of my life.
This is bad! I am really scared right now.
I was informed that the person who wanted me came yesterday. He was a conglomerate that went to sell his own wife and daughter to this place. I didn’t even see him at all, but apparently, he did see me, albeit from behind.
The time has come where I have to. . . ‘serve’ him. The manager prepared me some. . . ‘clothes’. I saw them, and they were all very revealing. I ask him to allow me to wear this maid outfit first, so I can change into any of them later during service. Thankfully, he allowed me to. Though this feels like I am just delaying the inevitable, I don’t care. I’ll do anything in my power so I don’t have to experience this. I’d rather save my first time for someone I truly love. I also sneakily snuck a knife that I took from the kitchen into the room as I ‘prepared’ myself inside.
“. . .”
When I see the room where the ‘service’ happened, my heart stops for a while. It has a truly romantic setting that I would love to spend time with someone I truly love in the future.
*Sigh*
What should I do now?
At the very least, I placed the knife under the pillow so I can easily grab it during. . .
*!*
Ah! Here he comes!
The man enters the room.
And oh no. . .
He’s disgusting. . .
He’s fat, looks to be in his 40s, he’s all sweaty, and he's ugly.
I’m so doomed. . .
I stand next to the bed, welcoming him.
“W-Welcome to the love room, Master! P-Please enjoy your stay! I-I’ll make sure to make you h-happy and satisfied!” said I as I bowed my head to him with proper manners.
“Ah, finally! It’s you! Good!”
*BLAM*
The middle-aged man closes the door behind him and locks it.
*GULP*
I gulped my own spit, and I was extremely nervous. I don’t know what he’ll ask me to do first, but the moment we get on the bed, I’ll slit his throat and kill him. Whatever happens next, I’ll think of it later!
*!*
The man sits on the side of the bed without ordering me to do anything.
“Well, well! Don’t be nervous! For now, just sit down here!”
“. . .”
I slowly sit on the side of the bed as well, about 160cm away from him. I cautiously keep my distance and keep my guard up the whole time.
“You’re too nervous, right? Just relax already! I am not gonna do anything to you!” said the middle-aged man.
“. . .”
Huh?
Is he not. . . gonna do anything? For real? What?
I mean, I am WAY beyond relieved that my chastity is safe for the time being. But this begs the question of what his game is? Everyone who enters this room only have intention. To have intercourse. No other reason than that. This is a brothel after all. If that’s the case, what is he even doing here?
Hm. . .
Then what is he here for? I’ve never heard of a customer who came to a brothel for any other reason. This confuses me so much, I don’t know what to do anymore.
“As I said, the first time, I am not gonna do anything to you!”
“W-What are you planning, oji-san?” asks me.
“You see, I happen to know that you are a Lunehart, aren’t you?”
*!!!!*
What. . .
Impossible. I’ve kept my identities very secret this whole time. Never once have I ever been careless, even when I’m all alone in my room.
“Huh? Master, I have no idea what you’re talking about!”
I tried to feign ignorance.
“Don’t need to lie to me! I know everything that happened to your parents! Including the identity of the people behind that whole incident.”
What?
He knows about that?
As far as I recalled, the manager told me that the whole thing about my family was kept a secret, and there was no news about it.
“You were born with purple eyes and spiky black hair, weren’t you? Though for females, I heard that the hair isn’t as spiky as the males.”
“. . .”
He even has some information that I have no clue about. Who is this man?
If that’s the case, I guess there’s nothing to hide anymore.
“It’s true! I am a Lunehart! My parents told me to keep it a secret since I was young! It’s the reason why I always worn a disguise ever since. These eyes are just colored contacts, and my hair is constantly dyed every time it grows a bit longer. My hair was also a lot spikier than it is now.”
“Hmm, gotta say the disguise is working! The only reason I know about you is that I know about the incident from its source!”
“M-MASTER! YOU KNOW WHO DID IT?”
“Sssttttt!!”
*!*
The middle-aged man quickly shushed me for being loud.
“I know that there is no CCTV in this room, but still, you'd better be quiet about it. People can still eavesdrop on us outside, you know! Especially the two guards!”
“I-I’m sorry, Master!”
“Also, stop calling me Master! Didn’t I tell you that I am not here to be served? Call me Oji-san like before or something!”
“T-Then what are you implying, Oji-san?”
The middle-aged man offers me a hand.
“Come with me! I’ll tell you who murdered your parents, along with everyone who started the raid! But in exchange, you’ll have to start working for me as my assistant! Of course, I’ll give you a home, and I’ll pay you better than this place as well, since I’m basically offering you a job! That’s all I’m asking out of you.”
“. . .”
I froze for a bit. If I am being honest, this all seems too good to be true. I don’t have any grounds to trust this man. What should I do?
But if I refused and stayed here. . .
Huh? Wait! I do have a basis to trust him!
He said that he’s not gonna touch me, even though there is currently nothing between us to hold him back. His face also doesn’t show any shrewd expression that I sometimes see whenever someone is escorted to this room.
Then the answer is obvious! Not only is he offering a path of revenge, but he also offers me a job! I can’t possibly turn him down! THIS IS MY CHANCE!!
I take the middle-aged man’s hand.
“I accept the offer, Oji-san!”
The middle-aged man smiles.
“Good to know! Then let’s work together from now on!”
“Yes, Oji-san!”
