Haiba Vs. Lisa the Level Eater

“You don’t need to thank us or repay us, we are already getting a reward for doing this,” The kitsune told her, shooting the martial artist a look telling her not to ask for anything.

"Is there anyone here at the brothel you recommend hiring?" The martial artist asked, not directly asking for a reward but taking the opportunity to question a local. "Um. No. I don't really come here." Melinda said.

“We told you we are not heading to the brothel,” The kitsune sighed before turning her attention back towards the other bunny, “Go start growing your carrots, we’ll tell the shopkeeper that she should be expecting them.”

“Um… Actually I kinda told her we could visit it because she did a great job staying responsible in the arena,” The warrior told the kitsune.

"Thank you so much." Melinda said, shaking each of their hands before heading on her way. The martial artist smiled at the kitsune with a hint of smugness as the warrior came to her defense.

"B-But, if you really don't think we have time for that, as an alternative to stopping by the brothel I told her we would summon her succubus friend," The warrior added, hoping that he isn't upsetting the kitsune too much by promising these things to the martial artist without her knowledge.

The martial artist's eyes lit up as she remembered the promise of some time with the succubus. The kitsune sighed. But she had to admit the martial artist had been surprisingly restrained throughout the matches. "Fine. Go ahead. But don't spend too much money." She said, wanting to keep the succubus in her pocket for later.

“I’ll probably need him to make sure I don’t spend too much,” The martial artist said, grabbing onto the warrior’s wrist and pulling him out of the room before anyone could object.

"Hey-" Was the last they heard of the cleric as the bunny girl pulled her warrior friend down the stairs and to the front desk of the inn. "Hello. How can I help you?" The receptionist asked, she was experienced enough to know when a customer was looking for something.

“Brothel! Where?” The bunny girl asked, her excitement stopping her from speaking in full sentences.

The receptionist pointed to a door at the far side of the inn. It served as a direct path to their erotic sister establishment.

With the brothel pointed out, the martial artist pulled the warrior all the way into it.

The moment the martial artist threw the door open both adventurers' nostrils were hit with the smell of lavender. The room beyond featured several soft couches around which lounged several scantily clad midara. The brothel also had a front desk, the bunny girl attending it intentionally leaning against the counter in order to emphasize her full breasts and endless cleavage. "Hello cuties. Looking for a good time?" She said with a seductive wink.