Newcomers arrived at the Entrance House again.
But the manager wasn't happy.
Because the arrivals were once again those "outsiders" who liked to prickle and resist.
In their eyes, these "independent and unique" outsiders were synonymous with "money-losing goods."
This made life very difficult for those who came from the peaceful, modern "slice-of-life" anime worlds.
They were given all the dirty and exhausting work. Even the local staff, who also belonged to the Entrance House, looked down on them, banding together to mock and ridicule.
Inside the Entrance House.
Chabashira Sae wiped the floor, her expression devoid of joy or sorrow.
She didn't like this world.
It was too savage.
It didn't care what kind of person she was.
It gave her absolutely no chance to display her abilities.
Here, she had only one label: A reasonably attractive outsider.
As a clear-headed adult, she knew perfectly well that complaining and resisting were useless.
Because ninja were basically superhumans.
So, she had her own plan.
Lord Shimizu...
This was the name of the big shot frequently mentioned in the Entrance House.
The reason his name appeared so often was that he was the only "sky" above this place.
Female outsiders had it relatively easy; as long as they could work, they were beaten less.
On the other side of the city, at the "Human Pill Market," men were used like livestock.
Therefore, Chabashira Sae had been waiting.
Waiting for what?
Waiting for an opportunity.
An opportunity to see the sun again.
She had specifically asked a supervisor for a favor. Not because she wanted pity—there was no pity in a place run by women for women.
She wanted to keep the collar and iron chain used to punish rule-breakers.
If possible, she even wanted to wear more alluring clothes.
Regrettably, clothes were considered property of the Entrance House.
So, she secretly stored a bucket of water.
With a dirty face that hid her expression, she continued scrubbing the floor.
She thought these days might last for a long time.
After all, the Entrance House was huge. There were many people, and even more locals.
By the time it was her turn to meet that "Lord," the miso soup would be cold.
Until one day.
A commotion seemed to come from the distance.
She saw with her own eyes several supervisors excitedly leading a group of her "fellow countrymen" out.
Opportunity.
Opportunity!
A sharp glint flashed in her eyes.
She didn't rush to join the crowd.
Instead, she ran quickly to where she had hidden the water.
In the dead of winter, she washed her body, face, and hair without expression. Even as she shivered from the cold, she continued.
Then, she picked up the collar and chain and put them around her neck without hesitation.
She forced her way through the crowd of "countrymen."
She had to be at the front...
Her heart sank as batch after batch of women were swapped out.
Clearly, they hadn't satisfied that Lord.
She had already heard his name—
Shimizu-sama.
Finally, when the supervisor looked at her outfit in surprise and then eagerly pulled her along for the interview, Chabashira Sae knew.
The time had come.
She stood in a row with several "countrymen." She stood out like a crane among chickens.
Not only was she clean, but she also came with "equipment."
Then, she was scrutinized by the man in front, whose clothes weren't luxurious but clearly carried the label of status.
The head supervisor was sweating cold bullets.
Lord Shimizu rarely comes to inspect. If he isn't satisfied...
What should we do?
This Lord's status was no longer ordinary; he was the red-hot favorite in the eyes of the high command.
So the Entrance House manager had racked her brains, trying to use these outsiders to please him.
Anyway, they are just money-losing goods stuck in our hands. Keeping them for Lord Shimizu's amusement is a good use.
But she never expected him to be so picky.
How many batches has it been?
However, at this moment, an accident happened.
Shimizu Kantsuki looked at a certain spot with interest.
Chabashira Sae?
Her expression was calm. Although she clearly had frostbite, she didn't seem worried at all.
Instead, when Kantsuki looked over, she revealed a charming, enchanting smile.
She stuck out her little tongue and squatted down.
Accompanied by the clinking of chains, with the collar around her neck, she truly looked like a... female dog.
"Woof~~"
In an instant.
The head supervisor was stunned.
The surrounding "countrymen" stared with dropped jaws.
No way.
We all came from the modern world. Why are you such a show-off?
The head supervisor was instantly overjoyed, breathing a massive sigh of relief.
Because she noticed the look of genuine surprise and amusement on Lord Shimizu's face.
Sure enough.
Since these outsiders can't work and earn money like locals, they might as well just be for Lord Shimizu's amusement.
As long as this Lord is willing, the Entrance House can become his personal harem.
The more she thought about it, the more feasible it seemed.
These outsiders might not match the locals in utility, but they had advantages.
For example, this Chabashira Sae really knew how to play...
Money was important, but not as important as making a name for oneself in front of a big shot.
She decided that from today on, the Entrance House would specifically look for "interesting" outsiders.
She was certain her decision was wise.
"Her."
Shimizu Kantsuki made his choice.
When his voice settled, the boulder in Chabashira Sae's heart finally crashed to the ground.
Her hands trembled.
She almost couldn't stand steady.
Kantsuki immediately transferred some of his filtered Natural Chakra to her.
Natural Chakra filtered by his system had many miraculous effects. Nourishing the body was just one of them.
The head supervisor sensibly brought over some clothes.
And carefully asked for instructions:
"Lord Shimizu, the Entrance House will be your harem from now on. What do you think...?"
Kantsuki didn't speak, just smiled and nodded.
This made the head supervisor ecstatic.
Good! Good! Good!
As long as the Lord agrees!
This meant that from now on, the nature of the Entrance House's mission had completely changed.
It had become Shimizu Kantsuki's private property.
Money?
What money?
Don't you know this man's nickname?
God of Wealth!
Both sides wrapped up the scene with satisfaction.
Kantsuki was naturally satisfied.
Mrs. Yukinoshita and Haruno had been taken home shortly after arrival. Now Chabashira Sae, who had only been here a few days, was also taken home.
For those who knew the times and were sensible, Kantsuki didn't plan to let them suffer too much.
Unless they were stubborn mules.
The reason he hadn't refused this money-losing mission earlier was that he planned to keep it as his own territory, specifically to grind down the stubborn ones.
If you listen, good.
If you don't listen?
Then stay here for a while.
In the future, he even planned to build a factory here.
Death marches on the assembly line?
Three shifts a day?
Arrange it all for me!
It could earn money independently and break the stubborn ones. Killing two birds with one stone.
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