Chapter 387 Part 2
Ten days later, on a weekday afternoon, six Dashi lined up on the main street of the red-light district. As I look at them, I think to myself.
(They have no roof and no pillars either. If anything, it looks more like a mobile stage for a parade in a theme park than a Dashi used in festivals.)
A large cart with its wheels covered with planks to prevent the wheels from getting entangled with something and a handrail surrounding the cart on all sides. There’s cloth draped like a skirt underneath the handrail to hide the wheels and other parts under the cart, and it is further decorated with large plastic flowers and a signboard with the name of the shop written on it.
The cart is now parked, and ten goddesses are waving their hands with a smile from the three-tiered platform on the back of the cart. As one would expect from a middle-class brothel, every gesture they make is beautiful.
「There doesn’t seem to be any problem with the size too.」
“That’s a relief”, said the old man next to me while breathing a sigh of relief. He told me that the six carts and the golem bulls to pull the cart had all been provided by the fallen warrior.
He said that he usually uses them to transport barrels of liquor from his brewery.
「By the way, apparently, the most expensive part of this whole thing was the marching band.」
The fallen warrior continued while looking at the group of about 20 people lined up in front of the two golem bulls per vehicle.
This marching band consisting of drums, trumpets, and flutes was outsourced because the brothels couldn’t afford to prepare them. The music makes all the difference in the splendor of the event, so the price was higher because we can’t cut corners on the quality of the music.
「Oh, looks like it’s starting.」
A burly old man with thick chest hair said in response to the sound of drums. The marching band starts walking with a lighthearted tune, and a beat later, a mobile stage pulled by two golem bulls also starts moving slowly.
The six carts will now scatter to the corners of the red-light district, and then return to the main street, the center of the festival.
『On the way to the corners of the red-light district, we promote the store with a parade showing the beautiful workers. And on the way back, they have to fight the enemies from other brothels.』
These are the rules.
By the way, we decided to do it early in the afternoon on a weekday because this event is still in the experimental stage. If this event is successful, it will be held at night on a holiday when there are more pedestrians.
「Alright, we shall get going too.」
As the organizers of the event, we three started following the mobile stage, which was the first to start moving, in order to observe the event from the beginning to the end.
I guess new things are indeed eye-catching. A lot of people besides us started walking as well to keep watching the mobile stages.
『That girl has a nice smile. Maybe I’ll go to that store next.』
Since I could hear such comments, I think the parade would be effective even if we’re just showing their faces.
After a considerable amount of time, the mobile stages arrived at the scheduled point.
(This is the west end of the red-light district.)
The marching band in the front changes course at a sharp angle as I mutter to myself. At the same time, the driver sitting at the front of the mobile stage pulls hard on one of the reins, causing the two golem bulls to turn on their course.
(The battle starts from here.)
The ten beautiful princesses on the mobile stage seemed to have thought the same. They’re still waving their hands with a smile, but I can feel the air around them changing to a more serious one.
「Uohh!」
Some time passed after moving on from there. The chest-haired gentleman suddenly shouted in surprise at the music of the marching band.
At an intersection, we encountered another mobile stage coming from the left, and the marching band, which now doubled in number, began to play a different song with more intensity.
「Go get ‘em—!!」
As the two mobile stages were moving in the same direction alongside each other, a 『breasts gropping』 between the “shielders” on both sides occurs at the side of the handrail. This sight of the two mobile stages drew a shout from the onlookers.
The women from both stores were dressed like goddesses from Greek mythology, but soon their clothes were disheveled to the point their bare breasts were spilling out.
「Nice—! Keep it up!」
The voices in the surroundings grew more heated as the women from one side grabbed the opponent’s breasts and pushed them further over the handrail.
Through a gap the size of a person that opened up thanks to this, the other women began charging into the mobile stage on the side where we were.
「So this way of fighting exists too, huh.」
The reason why the fallen warrior impressed was because they didn’t aim for the flag bearer right away even though they had successfully boarded the enemy’s mobile stage. They spread out to the left and right and went behind the shielders who were still struggling at the railings. Then, while keeping the defenders who were protecting the flag bearers in check, they attacked the shielder women from the front and back. After a while, they were forced to squirt one after another.
「Looks like it’s the end over here.」
The fallen warrior continued and I nodded in agreement. It will be difficult to recover from this.
On the other hand, the chest-haired gentleman is making a difficult expression.
(It’s like when you ran out of moves in a chess.)
The beautiful princesses of the opponent’s mobile stage, who had reduced their opponents’ numbers by making the first move, finally launched an all-out attack along with their shielders who were now free.
The woman who played the role of 『Queen』, the guardian of the flag was finally caught in the face of the overwhelming difference in numbers.
「Do your best—!!」
Four women lifted the Queen up and rubbed her crotch with her legs spread wide open for the onlookers to see.
The audience cheered for the Queen as she endured with her mouth closed, but as expected, it was too much for her to handle.
「I guess that’s the end. I was betting on this store though. What a shame.」
The queen screams as if she exploded and squirts like a whale as she arches her back. Seeing her appearance, the chest-haired gentleman shook his head and sighed.
It seems this 『capture-the-flag competition between stores’ mobile stages』 had somehow become a betting event without me knowing.
「Then, let’s switch rides to the winner’s mobile stage, shall we?」
I said to the two and went after the mobile stage of the winner store that came from the left, followed by the fallen warrior and the chest-haired gentleman.
The marching band of the losing store stops playing music but still starts moving toward the center of the red-light district. However, they are moving at a slower speed, so they will probably arrive only after all the battles have been settled.
「Looks like the blessing of the god of victory is not with us today.」
The chest-haired gentleman said as he stroked his chin, this time losing to a mobile stage that came from the right.
I don’t know how many he was betting, but I wished he didn’t group me and the fallen warrior together with him by saying 『us』.
「The next battle is probably going to be the last.」
The two nodded at my words.
(We have witnessed two battles after following the mobile stage that advanced to the west from the starting position after all.)
If we assume the same happened on the eastern side, then there are only two stores left, this one and the one from the east.
As we were heading to the east on the main street, we heard music coming from the front.
「I understand the reasoning. But as expected, it’s going to be dramatic if this is where the final is going to happen.」
The chest-haired gentleman said, sounding impressed. I agree with him because the final battleground is going to be here, the starting point of the event.
The two stores that have become the champions of the west side and the east side will fight for the first place in the heart of the red-light district. This place is going to be the Sekigahara* of the red-light district.
*TL Note:
(Oi oi, aren’t they going a little too fast?)
Both mobile stages acknowledged each other. And the marching band from each side beat their drums furiously and shook the air with their fast-paced, heroic music.
My fears were right on target, as the two mobile stages going too fast, matching the tempo of the song, couldn’t line up properly and collided with each other.
『They crashed the side of the other mobile stage rather than lining up beside it.』
To be specific, this is what happened. I think that the two mobile stages were approaching each other too quickly, and one of the drivers miscalculated the maneuver.
「What the—!? I didn’t hear about something like this!」
The crowd cheers loudly and gets more excited at this unexpected event. The fallen warrior, on the other hand, screamed while holding his cheeks with both hands.
He had all the right to be worried since he was the one who provided the golem bull and the large cart.
「Woah, they’re charging in despite the shaking.」
In front of me was a spectacle where the women from this side boarded the enemy’s mobile stage and attacked them with Flower Arrangement techniques despite the bad footing.
It no longer looks like a mobile stage filled with middle-class brothel princesses anymore, but more like a battle between female pirates.
「That’s three losses in a row.」
It was just as the sighing chest-haired gentleman said, the leader of the female pirates on our side is cornered in the stern of her own ship.
She frantically waved her flag around her opponents to protect herself, but it was only a matter of time.
「Watch out!」
I shouted because the leader climbed onto the railing and tried to break through the encirclement like a cat running on a wall.
However, it was impossible to run or walk on the handrail, which was still swaying constantly. As a result, she almost fell out of the mobile stage but managed to cling to the railing just before she fell out.
「That’s really dangerous. If she falls into the excited crowd, who knows what they might do to her? 」
The fallen warrior nodded and it looked like he was thinking further ahead and worrying even more than I was.
With how many old and young men around the mobile stage, they would surely be able to catch her if she fell, and she wouldn’t have to worry about getting an injury in that regard.
(But then who knows how many rods are hungry to enter her.)
There is a story of a female guitarist in a miniskirt who dived into the audience, only to have her underwear ripped off and get several fingers shoved into her through the front and back.
The guitarist might have been too excited and done it in the heat of the moment, but she should’ve thought about what she was wearing.
「Oh, looks like she surrendered. She seems to have realized the danger.」
The fallen warrior was right, and in the nick of time, she had managed to avoid falling into the sea of men. Her face turned blue as she looked at that scenery, then she dropped her flag and raised both hands.
Since the commander on this mobile stage surrendered, the women from the other side had won the game.
「Now then, I wonder how’s the impact of this festival.」
I said while looking at the mobile stages in the distance. If this event is judged successful, it will be even more spectacular with the addition of stores that did not participate this time around.
『A copycat.』
Incidentally, this had been discussed at the meeting of brothel owners in the red-light district.
It is decided that this will be an exclusive event for middle-class brothels three or four times, if not forever.
「It turned out to be a lot rougher than I expected. Wouldn’t it also work, if not better with men?」
A chest-haired gentleman already beginning to think of a new project.
『Winning the hearts of female customers through the interactions between handsome and feminine princes.』
I’m assuming by 『Men』, he meant the workers in a brothel for women, so perhaps this is the image the chest-haired gentleman is going for.
But I know. There are some stores where the customers are all men, even though the hostesses are also men.
『A Dashi full of hairy men wearing only loincloths and happi coats crash on the other Dashi and get on top of it, then jerk each other around the city.』
This image swelled up in my mind and drove away the beautiful images of the Yuri battles that I had painstakingly kept in my head.
(I don’t want to see roses Dashi with blooming roses going around the city.)
I don’t have the heart to tell the chest-haired gentleman to drop the idea, but at least I’ll try not to go even if he invites me to see it. This is what I promised myself.
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